Her "room" was a stark stone cell 12 ft square. Chains dangledfrom rings imbedded in the wall and the stone ceiling. A stainless steel toiletoccupied...a corner, A solitary water tap stuck from a wall. No bed,no chair, nothing. She sat on the toilet and waited. Hertha arrived shortly thereafter. She was a large, buxom, blonde womanwith a carryall for her accoutrements. She quickly went to work placingleather cuffs around Joy's wrists and ankles. She dragged Joy over undera couple of. Redmond didn't actually want me; as soon as it was born, she was going to adopt the baby. SS only agreed to let her if she agreed to foster me as well.Finally, quietly, the nurse spoke again. "I'm sorry, but the bell has just rung. I really have to send you to class now. Brian, will you make sure Tish-shilla knows the rules? Do you have any classes together?" Most of them, ma'am." He picked up my books and his and started for the door. When he noticed I wasn't moving, he stopped."Ms. Chapel...". ” I waited until the signs of anguish disappeared from his face.“I, ah, I can stay?” He asked.“Yes, you can stay. Your mom told you that I’m a slut. I don’t like the word, but it fits. I love sex and just about anything sexual, and the thought of you stroking that thick cock of yours over me has me all hot and bothered. There’s no shame in physical release. I only have one thing to ask you.” I waited.“Yes, anything. You sure you’re not mad? You don’t think I’m a freak?” Guilty men are so easy. Pete and Charlie seemed a little out of breath as well. I told them to haul her upright and pulled her suit jacket up I reached for the fastenings of her skirt and accompanied by a storm of protests, undid them and dragged it down to her ankles. She stood there in white satin knickers, suspenders and black sheer stockings. Her arse cheeks where visible and the backs of her thighs contrasted nicely in their dull flushed crimson with the white satin and the black nylon. I ordered her baqck into.