His hand squeezed her flesh then he gave her a massive palmed slap on the ass and she yelped. “Ooooooooooooooooo!” He looked to his men.“Compadr..., get my souvenir.”Veronika watched confused as one of his cell mates smiled at Mendez’s request and then moved to collect something from a corner of the room.“Oh no you… No!” Veronika was innocent but not that innocent.The man had a bucket filled with grease. In the metal container pointing head down was a long red and beige shaft that tapered to a. Previously Angela had been tied to the grating with her feet apart and her arms high above her head. She had lost count of the times that awful thing had cut into her once tender skin - now mercifully hardened after the abuse it had suffered. She could take it these days a lot better than on that first terrible day.Each time she was forced to kiss the whip, stained with her blood after all this time, before the next episode of torture commenced. She had refused to submit to this humiliation. As we talked it became evident that our sense of humour complemented each other. My colleagues drifted off one by one until there were just the two of us. Rather than just stay at the bar, I suggested we go to a restaurant. I knew a good one around the corner, only a short 10 minute walk away. Sheri agreed and I offered her my arm and we walked together.As we did so, Sheri voiced that she was too old for me. She said she was in her mid-sixties, and asked how old I was.“42, and no I am not too. I looked at the pool and saw Katya swimming."Ah, there you are, you also want to cool off in our swimming pool? You can just keep your shorts, I'll get you a new one. Or, of course, you can take it off and go naked, after all you are here among friend. He stood up, took off his swimming trunks, paused. Smiled and walked into the water and jumped in. Ah, I thought to myself, what can happen. I pulled down my shorts and my shirt off, walked to the pool and saw both look at me .. "Come on Paul,.