I felt Master’s breath on my neck as He checked I was securely restrained. Obviously satisfied He took a few steps back. I heard the crack of the wh...p, behind me. “slut I need you to count and thank me after each strike” Yes Master I replied.Swish, I felt a stinging pain across my buttocks ‘One, thank you Sir’Another blow again on my arse ‘Two, thank you Sir’Then another, and again until it was ‘Twenty, thank you Sir’Number 21 landed on my upper back ‘Twenty-one, thank you Sir’Then it continued. I am rubbing slow circles around her clit, occasionally sinking a finger inside of her dripping wet pussy. In front of her is my laptop streaming a video of a woman riding one guy's cock while sucking on another's. Kimmy is gently moaning, "Yes, yes I am so close to cumming!" I love watching porn with her. She never used to watch, but I was able to convince her one day to try while I finger her. She gets incredibly wet and even initiates it sometimes. Sometimes I try to fuck her in the same way. ." Emily is quiet now. She realizes it's best to just listen."Now, this is an all female prison, guards and inmates a like, so you won't be seeing a cock for miles. That's the good news, men are no good no how...But don't let that get you thinking this prison is any sort of cake walk. The girls here are not to, uhh, cleanly...you could say. In fact, they broke the showers so many times that we just stopped fixing them." No showers?!" Emily asks, instinctively"Just shut up and listen. No. He smiled shyly, and mumbled that he doesn’t normally do this sort of thing. Emily looked down at the table, and told him she was in a relationship which was rocky with an outcome no one could guess, and she just didn’t want to feel like she was alone anymore. Victor understood and invited her back to his apartment. Victor smiled remembering his first apartment, decked out like any 21-year old who was trying to be somebody would have. A bookshelf full of Chaucer and Dolstevsky lay across one.