The needs of my Master are more important than my own; 20. I must be attentive to the needs of my Master and always be ready to respond to them to t...e best of my abilities; 21. I must never tighten my body when it is being whipped, caned, cropped, slapped, paddled, belted, strapped, spanked, lashed, bullwhipped, single-whipped, or anally pumped; 22. I must serve those who my Master may loan me to as if I were serving my Master. A bad report would result in severe punishment;23. My ass, above. As they climbed higher, it got colder."Will we find an inn soon?" Dev asked, rubbing his cold hands together."There are no more inns until we get to the castle proper, though there is a little village a short distance from it. We will sleep out, this night, and then make the castle proper tomorrow," Arel responded absently."Damn, but it is cold," Dev observed."It gets cold up here, long before it does further down the mountain. We have climbed several hundreds of feet up the mountainside. Sandy grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the toilet. She put the lid down and said, "Sit down."I sat on the toilet, my penis dripping, pointing at the ceiling, and pulsing with excitement. Sandy straddled my thighs and bent to kiss my lips again. At the same time she squatted just a little and let the head of my penis touch her already swollen lips. She moved her hips in a circular fashion, letting the dripping head slip just inside her body.She held me like that, teasing herself and me to. Soooo, wrong. So very very wrong. I continued my slow, tiring hobble as Officer Wallace leads me to a section in the far corner of the prison, then through a thick solid metal door, which leads to a set of concrete stairs descending into darkness. I hesitate at the top step, whining softly into my gag before another harsh tug forces me to step down gingerly, carefully stepping down on hobbled ankles as I descend the 30 steps or so, bottoming out in a narrow hallway, dim lightbulbs the only.