While her nails remained the bright orange-red she had painted them twodays ago, she went with a deep pink lipstick and blush to soften herlook. She k...pt her eye shadow conservative, but gave herself a thickblack coat of liquid eyeliner on her lids, with subtle wings. A lightcoating of black mascara completed the look.Knowing that she would be meeting with Ms. Rockwell in a more officialcapacity today, Candice chose a stylish, cobalt blue, sleeveless dresswith a high neckline and a knee-length,. " grinning to her with a devilish smile."Yes so you can say my dear" grinning back to Glen.Now they had cut off his cock and stitched the skin together where his cock was coming out before. i could see, that there was a little stump left so that he could piss out of the hole like before. He was untied from the table and lead to the floor. He didn't cried so that he must have been local anesthetized. He seemed to be happy about this and touched the stitches.As he was kneeling in front of my. I looked through the bars and her hand was down her pants. I had caught her masturbating. She looked very cute doing it. She was moaning and her toes, painted a bright pink, were curling up in pleasure. She looked so good in that orange prison uniform. However, masturbating was strictly forbidden. I screamed at her. She pulled her hands out of her pants quickly and seemed to start to panic. I asked her what she was doing? She was truthful and admitted that she was masturbating. I told her that. By now the snows mostly melted leaving the roads muddy which made travel difficult. What was supposed to be a five day trip, took nine. Many times the wagons following the Princess got bogged down in the mire and had to be physically pulled out by levers and pure muscle. Each night the Princess' tent was put up with a small folding bed for Her Highness. That was the only luxury that she allowed herself. She ate what the men ate. Sir Gorman attended to her every need and she loved him even more.