She began to beg andsquirm violently, but he held her fast and continued. "Thirty-nine,forty." Then he stopped. It was over. He gotup; she remained ...here, moaning and rocking back and forth. "That was round one. There will betwo more just like it. DON'T TALK." She hadbegun to speak, in shock over this revelation of the extent of the punishmentshe was to receive. "I am going to lie down. Do not comein there. Stay where you are until I come back out. You may use thebathroom if you need it,. "Judy smiles, evidently in anticipation."Can I have her with her wrists cuffed behind her, please Sir?" Judy asks. I'm disconcerted. I'm used to being discussed this way by the staff at Inward Bound, but not by the other slaves."Of course," says George, gripping my wrists gently, but firmly and fastening my cuffs together. I don't struggle, naturally, but I do give him a puzzled look. "You've already shown your skills, Fifty," he says. "Nineteen here has earned a treat. You are to serve her for. I see her face, just asmine must look, as I near the edge. Then, before Iknow it, I'm over the edge and flying. My fingers movewith ease now, as does my mind as it slides me toanother plain.I'm laying on my back, with a sweet girl between mylegs. Her face isn't well defined but I see blacklong, black, silky hair and chestnut skin, with lovingeyes and a devils tongue. My special spot is now sowet that my fingers become a tongue as my lover licksme, slowly, running lazy circles around my. If the entrance was impressive, the reception area was utterly magnificent. Her jaw dropped and she just stood gaping like a tourist from the back country.She jerked up with a start when she heard a voice greet her saying, "Hi! I'm Kathy Carlson. Who are you?" Spinning, she found a girl her own age standing there with her hand held out in greeting.Judy took it in a firm grip and replied, "Hello, Kathy. I'm Judy Jeffries and I came to apply for a job that was advertised." Her face fell as she.