I ussualy dont drink and drive, but, well, last night, I broke the rules, and asked her to give her a lift home. And she was, well, lets say it again,...very drunk.I got her home, so she asked me to escort her to her flat, since her neighbourghood is not the safest, so I did. When she opened the door, she invited me in."Where is your hubby?" Went to the countryside, to visit his parents." Ok, I am off." No, sit here. I have something to ask you."She handed me a beer, so I sat down."I am puzzled. It didnt hurt as much this time, but I was still uncomfortable. Feelings I had never felt were beginning to built up, his left hand left my breast and started massaging around my anal ring. I tried to move away from his hands, but was stopped by the restraints. Suddenly I felt his index finger of his left hand push against my ass hole and push in deep. I screamed out in pain, this was worse than when he began finger fucking me in his room. I was tearing up and screaming when I felt his right. He vowed that if I persisted I would surely be punished. I knew I had crossed the line in sending pictures of myself in nothing but a silk robe. I also knew when he got his hands on me I would pay desperately in pain and pleasure.I pulled myself from the bed's warm embrace and crossed to the full-length mirror to survey the damage. Sure enough, imprinted on my skin was a perfect outline of his handprint. Tonight was the very first time he had ever spanked me. My skin tingled as I brushed my. After another hour of haggling up in front, the judge pounded the gavel and announced bail had been set and paid, and Brenda was released on her own recognizance. There was a stern lecture to the prosecution regarding having an airtight case on the software counterfeiting charge in two weeks or he would dismiss it.Jordan finally separated himself from the prosecution team and came back to sit beside me. The judge called a recess for lunch with the next case to be heard at two o’clock. Before.