Poor helpless slave...I had done my duty.Miss Pohl took me back to the cell where I had a douche and a shower. Millie had not yet returned. Poor girl....I was sorry about her midday punishment but it can happen to any of us at any time. Just or unjust. I lay on my bunk and tried to make my mind a blank. Not easy. There is always what has just happened to you to think about...and then imagining about what might be going to happen to you.After about half an hour, Tariq entered. I thought he might. The pool was covered infloating red solo cups, some of them having their contents spilling outinto the pool water.He just shook his head and walked down the couple steps so he was by thepoolside, his head shaking side to side in disbelief. Joe set the trashbag on a nearby chair and quickly took off his shirt, setting it on topof the trash bag to weigh it down."What a fuckin' mess," Joe muttered as he grabbed the nearby net andstarted fishing out the cups.At the moment getting the pool in order. When Sarah’s eyes rolled back in her head and she stopped breathing for a few strokes I knew I had managed to get her to the finish line ahead of me. The cascading ripples and contractions within her around my pounding and swelling cock signaled her climax even before the banshee’s wail erupted from her very soul. And I lost it. My own grunting ended as I froze deep within her trembling molten core and spewed pump after pump of my own essence just adding fuel to her fire. I don’t know. Shelly then grabbed my feet and moved me till I was knelt on the floor lent over the bed with my ass in the air, remembering what I had done to her the night before I knew what fate had in store for me and I was not wrong.Shelly started to lube up my arse hole and as she did she was telling me how she was going to make me beg for her mercy, when she thought I was ready she introduced the vibrater to my arse and at the same time took hold of my cock with her hand full of lube and stroked me to a.