She lay quietly, gathering her thoughts and memories.A black woman was just sitting staring at her, and from time to time was glancing down at Penny's...shapely legs.Finally, Penny asked, "Where am I, and who are you, please?" Well, child, you have wound up in prison," and she chuckled. "Darkwell open prison for women, to be exact. I am known as Mama, that's my nickname in here, everyone in here has a nick. They call me Mama cos I take care of the ladies when they need some loving."Penny's eyes. I'm going to suggest that you start working out to get into better shape. Looking at you, it's easy to see that you're in good shape — but not good enough for Kelly."You see, it's something that she has picked up from Andy. Incidentally, she will never say one word to you about it ... ever! It's just that she is constantly working to become as close to perfect in your eyes as it's possible for her ever to be. Personally, I feel an obligation to Andy to be in the best shape I can possibly be in. Upon reaching the couch, he turned around and sat down in the middle of it."We'll start out with an over the lap spanking," he matter of factly stated. "Lay down across my legs," the stern voice commanded."Run!" My mind screamed, but I knelt down onto the couch to his left, twisted around and started to lean forward, wondering how I could possibly do this with any grace. His raised his left hand and cupped my right breast to help support my upper body weight as it descended. Once I was down. Missy wondered what they would look like bound in nothing but bra and panties and waiting for her to whip them?‘Sure. Talk to ya later.’ Tina replied.Tina turned back around to Missy and said, ‘Hey, if you are gonna talk to me, you are gonna have to follow me. I’m gonna be late for class.’ Then Tina started walking, forcing Missy to follow her. Missy felt the rage flow up from her gut and knew that this cheerleader was doing this to her on purpose. Forcing her to follow along and look like an.