Report responsibly.”Following King Marcus, we left the room. He had motioned for us to follow him and we did to stand in front of a jail cell. Insid... the cell was the CNN guy. Jam said, “What will be the punishment upon conviction?”Captain Maes had accompanied us. “Since he had a chance to recant and didn’t, he will be sentenced to prison for five to ten years and then banished.” He grinned fiendishly. “Our prison isn’t nearly as comfortable as this jail cell. I think he will probably live to. .. mmmm..... was it the one in the back of the pub... or the one in the car.... or the one with the two of them? So many delightful ideas and sexy scenarios to choose from...Your skin is warm and soft to the electric fire of your touch. Another quick sip of wine and your thoughts jumble... I knew that robe wouldn't stay on long... Your nipples are so hard! That little pinch sent just the right shiver down your body, the wet fire growing ever more present. Flashes of images... ideas.... Birds sang from the tops of nearby trees and a gentle breeze rustled through the long grass. The sun beat down from overhead and its rays warmed Valerie's skin, making her feel light-headed and slightly drowsy. The smell of lilac and lavender assailed her nostrils.Further along the bank, a wooden bridge crossed to the other side where children were playing happily. She headed for the bridge and prepared to cross over when a voice called out to her from behind. Turning, she saw Greg standing. A sharp slap to her ass and an order to relax her muscles brought a relaxing of the muscles, a tingling spreading over her asscheeks from the spank. "Please, again," she meekly said in a tone that could just barely be heard."What did you say, Rebecca, did I hear you say you wanted another slap on your ass?" The Commander looked down at the teen, her face flushed. He looked at her ass where he had spanked her, a slight pink compared to her white cheeks."Yes, Sir," the voice rising a little in.