At that moment Kim realized how deeply her Spokesman's experiences from own his sentence were ingrained in his brain. In the Socrates Club Dukov saw h...mself more as a fellow criminal than as a public official.Dukov began by explaining what the reform would do and what it would not. He went down a list of changes, the most important being the prohibition against sexual fondling. There were other revisions, including a standardization of the severity of the strokes, more authority for. At least she was becoming morecomfortable with the nails. Linda was confused about the evenings. Sheseemed to be spending more time in close proximity to Master Rick. Heraccidental kissing of his penis as a thank you for meting out herpunishments had now become the expected tribute. While the kisscontinued to be done through the fabric of his pants, she wondered ifthat would continue to be the case and more worrisome to her she wonderedwhat 'it' looked like. These thoughts were interrupted. Ben was also very good looking. He was wearing baggy gym shorts and I could clearly see his large flaccid penis and huge balls. His equipment was no stranger to me. I had seen him naked several times, up close and personal, while he fucked my wife. Yes, I reflected, I was a cuckold. My wife loved for me to sit and watch as she took lovers. She also had had me participate in keeping her lovers excited as well as performing clean up duties. I remember Ben smiling down at me when he caught me. The corridor was empty. “Walk slowly to room twenty five,” he told me. I started to walk. “Jill,” he shouted after me, “I said slowly”. I stopped and then slowly placed one foot in front of the other like I was at a funeral. I felt vulnerable, scared, and horny all at the same time. The long walk down the corridor to room twenty five took ages. Clad in a bra, suspenders, stockings and high heels, I looked like a tart. I felt like a slut but I also felt powerful and dominant. Although I was.