Of course, you won't be let out, so you'll be given abedpan to use. That's punishment for bad slave girls who don't know how tobehave." Erica walked ...ut of the lit room. She closed the massive door with abang, and it echoed in the small space that held Janet. All that Janetcould do was to flail at the bars uselessly. Janet wondered what had happened last night to Tiffany. Had she receivedmore punishment? Had she been placed somewhere in a special confinement? All sorts of ideas flooded. I handed back her phone, “I suggest you call him, you can go below if you’d like privacy.” She took the phone, and a large sip of wine. She asked if I minded if she facetimed him, of course I didn’t mind. She contacted him and they began their talk and I watched her while making last minute preps, trying to contain my smile.“Hello darling, yes I’m fine, well the limo brought me to Bill’s yacht, we’ve had a little wine and lunch, and he told me what’s in store and I while I wanted to kill you. What Sam soon learned was that new and very strict laws were passedrecently to deal with sexual harassment, due to all the publicityfocused on high profile men, accused by women of various forms ofharassment. This peeping Tom issue that Sam was caught doing wasconsidered a form of sexual harassment now and would be treatedseverely.When Sam went to trial, his prior incidents surfaced and he wasconsidered a third strike offender. This elevated his crime to thehighest level. His obsession with. "I had another b-bad dream! I need a massage!"I knew the drill, so I turned on my side to face her. She knew the drill too, and raised her left leg, thus granting me access to her cunt. I wasted no time, using the fingers of my right hand to trace the outline of her vulva. Her breathing grew faster as I used my index and middle fingers to penetrate her, moving them in and out of her vagina. After a couple of minutes, she began to moan, her breath coming in gasps now."Put your cock in me!" she.