"Are you going to introduce us?" she smiled towards George. I did, they talked for a little while and then George left. I called him later. "So," I as...ed him, "what do you think?" "She sure deserves better than you, you lucky bastard! My God, she is just so sweet," George kept going on. "So, I take it, you might want to do her?" I asked, already knowing the answer. So we set up a dinner at George's apartment (very up-scale flashy high-rise condo in the downtown area), and I started to work on. Madame Grosse regarded the weeping girl stonily.„In that case, Kirsten, your breasts will now be caned.“ A despairing howl burst from the girl. She was quickly seized by two male Overseers and led struggling to the Block. Her hands and neck were put into the pillory but, of course, she was facing upwards. There was no necessity to secure her lower limbs.„Use a Number 1 cane, Miss Zia. Twelve strokes.“„MERCCEEEEEEEE!“ shriek the terrified girl. I could well understand her terror. To have one´s. He forced it into my virgin butt, inch by inch. I screamed in pain as heforced it in."I was almost crying in with pain. "Stop it, it hurts." Ah is your virgin sissy arse hurting?" Yes," I whimpered."It hurt for me the first time I was raped in jail, I was gang banged inthe showers, after the forth one I couldn't feel it."He carried on pushing it in eventually he had managed to bury at leasteight inches inside me. Strangely enough it didn't hurt as much now itwas in, he began to pump me...I held. I was still being laughed at on a daily basis and had been punched several times that year. There was not much I could do about it other than report it which I only thought would make it worse. Since I was doing so well, Mr. Peterson suggested I skip a grade and become a junior immediately. I doubted my mother would agree but I caught her really drunk one night and lied saying it was just a permission slip and she signed it immediately. It took me a few weeks to acclimate to junior class, but I.