Breakfast in bed and a nice chat. Only this time, I wasn't so concerned about covering myself. And this time, instead of her usual pyjamas, she just h...d on a bra and some shorts. I couldn't help looking either, and I know she was looking at me.Somehow, I had come to realise that if something were to happen I wasn't afraid. Maybe, all that time of being by myself, of not touching or being touched, had created a need in me. Whatever happened I knew I'd let it. But, if anything did, it wasn't. During the first night after his bro is asleep, he reached out to my hand and took it to his cock, it was hard thick and looked like a bent banana from down, i took it in my hand it was hot and leaking on the top, it reminded me the taste, i so wanted to put it in my mouth but was scared of his brother who for our luck always sleep facing the other side, i touched the wet tip with my finger and smelled it and then licked it, he then pressed his finger on the wet tip,squeezed some more pre-cum,. Mistress: Humiliation is part of the punishment, and you need to accept it.Mistress then took me to an area and handed me a broom to clean that area. I was naked, and my cock chain was tied to a big stone to not run. This was quite embarrassing. But I was cleaning it without looking at other prisoners. They were also hiding their faces and completing their work.Post cleaning that area, I was asked to go to the kitchen to prepare food. Every wing had its own kitchen. So everyone who was. I'll give them to you," I interrupted her last weak attempt.She resigned, weeping, "I understand you won't change your mind. Could I contact you if the kids have some matter?"I responded in a calm manner, "Yes my mobile will be on and I want a normal contact with you for our children, but I'll live somewhere else now and unless the children have a problem don't disturb me for a month. We'll discuss through our lawyers."She accepted my decision weeping, "I can see, you are so intent to divorce.