“Daph? You up?” Crap! Just hearing her voice made me wet. I need to work on my convictions.“In the bathroom,” I replied, wiping my face and re...ching for my face cream.“You decent?” I began to fumble with the little pot, and dropped it when the door opened. What the hell was wrong with me? As I straightened up, cream in hand, I glanced bleary-eyed at my roommate, who grinned at me. “Nope. Not decent.”I looked down. No, I most certainly wasn’t decent. Apparently, I took off the dress last night. I did as I was told. After a few moments I heard the beep. “150 over 85,” the Officer noted. She looked at me and said, “You passed,” before pointing behind me and adding, “Room 5.” I turned in the direction she pointed at and saw the sign that read, ‘Rooms One to Twenty-Five.’ I headed off in that direction. A woman came towards me. She was crying and there were tears running down her face. That was yet another woman who was crying from her punishment. I surely didn’t remember the cane hurting. I must admit now that even though scared I was getting turned on, I took my eyes of these three to look around, there was now a mass of bodies on the bed, women being licked, fingered, fucked in either pussy or ass, one woman had a cock in her ass one in her pussy and another in her mouth. As I continued to look I even saw a guard with his cock in a slave male’s mouth. Now looking back at the 1 st three I saw the dark guard spit once more on the woman’s ass then he raised himself up and was. That was when she inched her face closer to mine. I could feel my heart skip a beat and start again, beating faster. When her lips touched mine, I swear I felt a spark, a tiny jolt of electricity. She must have felt it too because she pulled back. She giggled, nervously. ‘Sorry,’ she said, softly. I shook at my head. ‘No. It’s okay.’ I don’t know what got into me, but I cupped her face in-between my hands and brought my lips back to hers. There was no spark this time, but the feeling I had.