They were allfearful of Victor and no one wanted to get on the wrong side of thatgoliath.Even Rudy couldn't stop sucking up to me, he was always doing...somethingor other to make my life easier in the cell and in the generalpopulation. I had finally accepted this and stopped being annoyed byhis behavior. I simply took it in stride, along with all the rest ofit.Within the first week of my arriving, I was assigned to the laundrydetail and spent my days working the washing machines. Most of myfellow. It just seems so wrong. Even that time I role played the coach seducing her I had some reservations. It was cutting along the edge of my comfort zone. But it was such a corny role play it seemed harmless enough." Maybe. I don't know how many more of those old one piece racing costumes she's got, but if she has her way you'll be ripping them apart one by one. She sort of intimated that any time you see her wearing one, what she'd really like is for you to lock her in a room and just take her;. My body responding to the pain it craves but knowing there will be no pleasure to match it today. Knowing me so well you drag your fingers through my cunt and show me my own juices on them. ‘So slut, getting turned on are you? What the fuck does that make you? It makes you a filthy dirty whore doesn’t it?’....’Yes Sir’ I whisper in return. ‘Not good enough, I can’t hear you’....with that more slaps rain down on my punished cunt. I repeat my reply louder and louder ‘Yes Sir I am a filthy dirty. When we got home she went over and turned on the music to dance a little more, before she got the coffee table moved she was startled by the doorbell. I opened the door and he quickly walked over slid his hand around her waist& down to her ass, he had wanted to feel all night and the other hand cupped her head as he planted the sloppiest wet kiss on her ever, she melted and was like a puppet for he to play with. As they were dancing she didn't seem to notice him undressing her as he steered.