He told the tale.Four of them had left the back door of the old convent that day, Dmitri told her; they cast dark shadows in the bright, summer sunsh...ne. Alexandra was stark naked save for a length of barbed wire wrapped tightly around her head; Dmitri, Grigori and Leon wore simple smocks belted at the waist. Each carried a knotted scourge and Dmitri also held an African assegai – a foot of gleaming steel at the end of a shaft of smooth, dark oak. He gestured with it towards the path and. Sure enough, she was not given anything as the policebot passed; impossible though it seemed, her hunger and thirst felt even worse than before when she could see other people eating and drinking their meagre allowance.Just as she realised that these were the younger and better-looking half a dozen female prisoners, some porterbots came into the hold and started to move the cages of the prisoners who had not been fed out into the corridor. When one of them collected her Jacqui was moved along. “I’m sorry Daddy. I should not have kept grabbing the chips,” I cry.The spanking continues, my bottom beginning to pinken.“And?” you prompt me. Spank. Spank. Spank.Oh, my bottom and thighs are burning. “I never, ever should have opened the bag and started to eat them,” I sob.You continue on, and I begin to feel the wetness in my slit that always comes when I am spanked by you. I am just beginning to enjoy the feeling, along with that of the feeling of you hardening under my stomach across. She walked down the hall and into the studio. As she reached the door she glanced back over her shoulder with a little grin.“I’ve been waiting for this all week.” she said and her grin became wider.I followed her into the room and closed the door. I went to the stereo and put my favourite sensual CD on the player, Ancient Egypt by Ali Jihad Racy. It had originally been commissioned for the King Tut Exhibition and is gentle and ethereal, allowing one to drift.Carrie began to undress. Of all the.