The next morning, she was brought to the magistrate's court for interrogation. Her bladder was already full and she was told that if she should pee d...ring the interrogation, she will receive horrifying punishments. She knelt down on the floor, bowing to the magistrate. There were four male guards lining up on each side of the court, each with a heavy paddle in their hands. Hanging on the walls were other torture implements such as bull-whips, and also thick incense sticks. There were also. Could I do it?I walked over to the pair of white briefs. I picked them up. They were Calvin Klein. I looked inside to the gusset which was stained with sweat and still a bit damp to the touch.I hesitated, looking at it.As I hesitated, something odd happened. I suddenly became very aware of my situation. I looked up at the mirror, and saw a maid, dressed in a sensible serving-girl's uniform, grey with white trim, a full-length lacy white tea apron covering my bodice and front. I could feel my. A few minutes later, I stood underneath the hot spray of the showerhead, leaning back against the tile wall, my eyes closed. As the hot water cascaded down my front, I could feel the stress and fatigue melting away, being carried down the drain to the mysterious abyss of the city sewer system. Slowly, I began to feel more human, more energetic. I have no idea how long I stood in that position, being drenched by the hot spray from above. All I know is that I heard a soft sliding sound and. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks tightly and I lifted him up as I walked him to the futon bed in the corner. Our cloths were off in seconds, our bare skin now rubbing against each other, and the heat from our eager Cocks sending off that fantastic musky aroma as we rubbed and ground our shafts and our mouths locked in deep French kiss!I told him I had gone days without releasing my seed, edging the whole time, drinking our potions....and that I was insane with lust for his Cock and Cum! He told.