I was simplythe wrong shape. And again, that stupid wig!I didn't have much time for reflection, however, as my cell door openedand a glowering guard l...oked in. Gathering up my pom-poms, I followed herout into the corridor. There I joined some of the other inmates, alldressed in the same uniform, none of us remotely interested in making eyecontact. We progressed past other cells, picking up more prisoners, andwere escorted to a large room I hadn't seen before. It had a low stage atone end and. Now, tell me what Mistress Ella did to you. Master, she beat me and fucked me with her strap-on. Beat you with what? Belts, whips, and crops, Master. I arched an eyebrow, but, of course, her eyes were down, and she didnt see it. No canes? No, Sir, that was going to be this week, but she said shed save that for your pleasure. I hissed in a breath through my teeth. What did you just call me? A shudder ran through her, and she gasped. Im sorry, Master. I grabbed her chin and forced her. “Wow indeed,” she responded and disappeared under the sheets.A second later, I felt her lips wrapped around my cock. She slowly bobbed up and down, lavishing my cock with her saliva. I closed my eyes, still trying to process my good fortune and coming to grips with the reality that my mother, now sober, was sucking my cock. The slow blowjob lasted for a few minutes, as she seemed in no hurry to get me off. Disappointed, I felt her perfect cock sucking mouth leave my cock and she returned to. Please let me suck your cock."Titus smiled and stood up, his cock springing to life, fully erect and to heavy to be standing straight out. It just reached towards the ground and when he walked, it swung like a small baseball bat.He took my hand and pulled me to my feet. I was a little wobbly and he placed a strong hand on my shoulder to steady me. Taking my hand he led me out of the sauna and towards the shower. His hand slid down my sweaty back and rested on my ass. A thick finger slid in.