"Five card stud, one eyed jacks are wild. The first hand is for the blouse." I heard Mark announce. I listened as bets were announced chips were tosse... onto the table and new cards were asked for. Finally I heard a trite 'read them and weep' from a voice I did not recognize. I must admit I jumped when I felt my blouse being unbuttoned. After pulling my blouse up over the back of the chair and leaving it dangling from my handcuffed wrists the man massaged my breasts through my bra.I, and he,. ’ I smile as he continues to use his words and his body to arouse me. ‘I need to trace your nipples with my tongue, before I lick and taste each freckle sprinkled across your chest.’ Capturing my lower lip between my teeth, I moan quietly, ‘Please.’ Answering my plea, his mouth slides along my breast, covering it, moistening it. I can hear his growl of pleasure and satisfaction as he slides over my breast, under it. His hand lifts it, shifting it to fit between both his hands. Holding my. ‘But’ I said, ‘it’d be a bit weird going in the changing rooms here, someone would notice’.‘Yeh, best if we met up in one of the shopping centre loos’ he replied, ‘how about you buy them then go to the one’s round past the Post Office and I’ll wait a couple of minutes while you get changed into them then I’ll join you. Just let me know which cubicle you’re in’ and he held out a tenner for me.The sight of the money was gnawing at me and when he added ‘I’ll give you the other when we meet, get. "Sentence to begin immediately! Next case!"Before the reality of what just happened could even sink in, they were all ushered out of the courtroom and into a holding cell."Well, well, well," said one of the court guards, "aren't you bitches the lucky ones. You're all being shipped off to Dixon Conditioning Center."John and the girls continued to struggle against their handcuffs and gags. John desperately trying to convey the fact that he wasn't a lesbian or a terrorist. The rest of the group.