I’m fine, uh, Jennie; how are you?”Jennie cut in with more of a threat in her voice: “What did you call me?”Kristen winced as though she were ...lapped. “I’m so sorry, ma’am; you caught me by surprise. I will certainly remember myself in the future.”“Good,” Jennie said, “Are you all recovered from our little outing?”“Oh, yes, ma’am,” Kristen said quickly.“Well,” Jennie continued, “I want to come over and see you now; I want to talk to you about what you said the other night.”“Uh, now, ma’am?”. He waited until Mycroft gave him some sort of signal before speaking. It took a while. Mycroft remained still, sucking at the flushed skin of Sherlocks neck, still inside the blissful heat for a moment, breathing hard as he stroked Sherlocks curls gently. Do you feel better now? he asked softly, kissing his lips chastely. Sherlock managed a faint smile. Y-yes. Much better. Thank you. He leaned forward to press the side of his face into his brothers neck, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex. I have anicely bulging tummy which is rounded and smooth, my fanny is perfectly smoothand between my legs my labia have been stretched over the years.? Jon would always hang weights from them andhe took me to piercers and had my inner and outer lips pierced, plus he wouldpierce me himself often sewing me shut for a few days. If it was painful tofeel the needle? tofeel the thread being ripped from the healing holes was worse by a factor often. But now Iam his play toy and I can be tortured all. What the prison Staff will think of you... when They too... see you likethis... as your Pimp... constantly updates you... with the bad news..."yew thank dat yo' purty Wife... gurlfrien'... o' enny othuh self-r'specting white bitch... wood evuh won't yew now?... yew thank ennybitch in huh rat mind... won'ts anuthuh liddle cunt lack yew... who beemoanin' lack uhh common tramp... lack uhh street hoe... wholl shee beegittin huh white ass fucked... by Awl dese Nigguh Inmates... 'n hoodrats... 'n yew.