Unlike Officer Bowers, she made the cuffs as tight as they would go and shoved me into the back of the paddy wagon. Once the wagon filled up we were d...iven back to the jail, booked, and led into a shower room. I was relieved to see that Officer Bowers was back in charge of us."Ok, guys, go ahead and strip off and then line up by the wall with your hands behind your heads."I took of my shoes, socks, suit, and underwear and stood next to Jesse. It felt kind of strange knowing I wouldn't have. For a ‘church going man’ he looked like the typical used car salesman. We had a few glasses of wine and talked about what kinks we were into. He was into the idea of fucking a girl that had a small cock. This was pretty much what he got with me. I wasn't asking for monetary compensation. I only asked that he replace my stockings if he ripped the ones I had on. It's strange how lately, more and more religious guys like to engage in bisexual liaisons. Their wives just don't seem to give them. "Let us begin!" With this, Mistress stepped away from Sandy and ordered her to turn so that her side was facing the audience. Mistress now stood several large steps away from her and, Sandy saw for the first time, was holding in her hands the collar that Sandy had kissed earlier."Sandy, do you submit to me, of your own free will?" Yes, Mistress."Sandy had never felt so sure of anything in her entire life. As she answered that question, it became perfectly clear in her own mind why she had. "Illustrations of any kind are forbidden by the Sodomite religion," Faith told them sternly. "I suppose it's different where you are, but here it is firmly forbidden to see images, painted, drawn, filmed or photographed." Is that why you have no telly?" I've no idea what you mean," sighed Faith impatiently."No television. Just a radio," continued Sharon, noting Faith's blank expression. "Oh never mind."Faith sighed again and returned to the book she was reading. However, now that it was.