To the right a similarly clad fembot had Mike, on a leash. He was still wearing his maid’s outfit and had a ball gag of jaw-distending dimensions ja...med into his mouth preventing all but the most inarticulate sounds.The centre of the stage was presenting a tableaux for the benefit of the captive audience. The naked figure of James Haverstein III was bound, bent over a desk, sideways on to the audience.Near his arse, stood Alexa, flexing a riding crop between her hands. A criss-cross pattern of. She could hear that the conversations outside were getting lower and lower in volume and frequency. About an hour passed like that. And then she heard a door close. She had been intently watching a news bulletin when she heard that sound. Immediately she got up from the bed. ‘Duttsahab.’ she said in a soft voice. ‘Hello, Mansi. How are you?’ he asked in a businesslike voice, taking the headpiece off. ‘I am fine.’ she said. ‘How was Europe?’ ‘Europe was Europe.’ he shrugged. She watched as he. Every moment his dick was throbbing and pulsing; just begging to enter her vagina. He then allowed the head of his penis to penetrate her, moaning himself as he felt the tightness of her pussy close around his cock. Starting slowly at first, he thrust into her depths. And soon developed a smooth, but fast rhythm. Using his strong blacksmith’s muscles, James picked Liz up and put her down again on all fours. Then almost without pause in the rhythm, started fucking her doggy style, his balls. Was ich noch nicht wußte war, daß Wärterinnen und Zuhälterinnen, sowie Dealerinnen zusammen arbeiteten; diese wurden, wenn es von denen so gewünscht wurde vom Frauenknasttrakt in unseren Trakt gelassen . Und daß ich sofort als ein Girls erkannt worden war daß sich gut für den Lesbenstrich im Knast eignen würde. Doch davon ahnte ich noch nichts und lag auf dem Bauch, noch mit Jeans, String, T-Shirt allerdings ohne BH, Tennissöckchen und Turnschuhen bekleidet. Ich war dann eingenickt und hatte.