" Yes," Miss Stevens acknowledged. "I can't imagine you feel very free atthe moment, being in prison, do you Josh?" I shook my head."No, or with this ...hastity cage on, Miss Stevens," I mewled pathetically."I know," Miss Stevens sighed, reaching over the desk and softly strokingmy shoulder. "But both prison and the chastity cage are necessarypunishments for mistakes you made, aren't they Josh?" Yes, Miss Stevens," I sobbed, fighting back tears once more, before Icould hold back the floodgates no. Tim knew he had to do this. But it took great force of will for Tim to make himself move. He stormed out of the bathroom, not bothering to turn out the light, and started to the door, then stopped cold. He couldn't go out in the hall like this - not in a nude woman's body! Then he remembered the clothes. Tim stepped back to the bed, and looked at the bikini and beach robe. Shrugging, which caused his boobs to jiggle a bit more, Tim picked up the panties and bent over to pull them on. As. "Next time, you have to fuck me, Ben. I've been practicing with my fingers and with a carrot. I'm pretty sure I'd like it".Wow. "OK." It was all I could say. But I was definitely excited. "It better be soon, Ben. I could see how much you like it. I want to know how it feels." Yeah, me too. But not today because you already made me cum." I sat up and grabbed the cummy panties from the edge of the blanket, held them up for him to see.He snatched them out of my hand and put them to his nose,. Of course, my beatings and chidings of them simply inspired most of them to masturbate further when they got home on those evenings.There were two basic ways to inflict punishment on them: over my knees or having them bend over something like a desk. Sometimes they would just bend over and grab their own ankles. I rarely had to restrain them because it was just too much work. They were big boys, anyway, and most of them accepted their discipline stoically.Before we got to the punishment, it was.