" Oh god," I gasped. "And the belt? I mean, have you been let out at all?" No, sir. Well, just for nursing inspections and plug insertions, or you kno...... teasing and punishments."I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Five weeks? How? How could she stand it? How could they do that to her?"Is there, anything I can do?" I begged, wishing I could help her in some way."No, sir, thank you. I just have to try and relax. I have to try and experience the feelings and desires coursing through my body,. Betty got up and cleanedoff the sides of her mouth with her fingers then lickedthem clean. I reached down and pulled up my pants asBetty fixed herself.“I would have never guessed you were this freaky,” Isaid, as Betty finished fixing her skirt.“There’d a lot of things you don’t know about me, maybewe can change that,” Betty responded.“I always thought you were off limits, you don’t talkmuch, so I figured you had a man in your. ’ She grinned and walked up to him stumbling slightly. She slid his coat off his broad shoulders and then slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. She looked up to him, his brilliant green eyes boring into her as she finished unbuttoning his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. She gasped as she looked at the thatch of black hair over his chest, the firm muscles and his flat slightly ridged abs as she worked her fingers into opening his pants. ‘Boots,’ he rumbled as she stroked the large bulge. Then just as quickly it was dismissed. How could his hand ever compare with the rich softness of Arlene's lips.Glancing at the clock on the night table, Michael realized that almost fifteen minutes had passed since Arlene had left. What was taking her so long? He waited another five minutes, then climbed out of bed himself. Moving to the door, he tried to listen to sounds from the living room but didn't even hear voices. Michael looked around for his pants, then remembered that they were also.