After a few beers what is a woman to do? Yes I had to use the restroom. Way too many women in the long line waiting for the ladies room so I decided t... use the men's restroom. No lines no waiting. I saw why once I was in the restroom, there was a trough in the floor all the way across one wall. No privacy as guys just walked up, whipped it out, and took a piss. It was quick and easy for these guys to get in and out unlike the ladies room. I quickly got over my appreciation of why the men's room. She knew and just smiled coyly. As soon as she closed the door I held her slowly wrapping my arms around her torso from behind and began showering kisses on her neck and shoulders, pressing my body on her against the door.She closed her eyes and lifted her hands high against the door. Intuitively, my hands were feeling her curvy body and reached up to her soft warm boobs. “ssss… Aaaaahh….” was all she could say. I was kneading her boobs and playing with her nipples when one hand of mine went. While there were no prisoners who could see her, the guards often walked by when she was washing or using the toilet. They made lewd comments all the time.On the 18th day she was given another booklet titled Lashes. It was to prepare her for the inevitable.The first four pages had pictures of the various implements that were used. A simple cane, a riding crop, a 9-tails, a whip, a small paddle, a large paddle with holes. The only words in the booklet were, A doctor will be on site during the. Jan, stand up for me. She did with only the slightest hesitation. I guess she just didn’t want me to give up on my suckling. Now Jan, slip out of your pants. Slowly Jan. She stepped out of her sneakers, popped the button on her pants and slowly lowered the zipper. She had chosen the perfect white lace panties. They were cut high on the thigh and wrapped around the waste with just a thin band of elastic. The lace pattern was a series of small roses that reminded me perfectly of the way she.