The shorter one walked to the glass wall in front of them, resting her hands on the brass railing that guarded the three clear sides. Middle-aged, she...was slender with light brown hair tumbling across her shoulders. She wore a simple black dress, held up by thin straps. Black stockings and black heels completed an outfit set off only by a gold locket suspended by a thin chain around her neck. The outfit might have been somber, but the wide open smile that she favored the city with and the. !!I followed to her bedroom and where she sat on bed and called me near her…!!! I was bit nervous and sat near her…!!! She told me don’t be nervous…!! Said me to lay in her lap and told to close my eyes….!!! I did as she said and she told me to open my eyes…!! Wen I opened I was surprised to see her both boobs was out of her dress and was in front of my eyes and mouth…!! I took slowly one boobs in my mouth and started to suck the nipples and started to drink the milk…!!! She started to moan. She knew he was going to spank her. What was he going to use? How hard? How long? She was suddenly afraid, but still she felt herself bending over and lowering herself across his thighs in the time-honored position reserved for this sort of punishment. He had her scoot forward to position her ass just so and told her to keep her legs straight. "Now, Lucy. Are you going to remember where your hands are supposed to be?" "Yes, Sir. I promise." "Well, we'll see." He patted her right butt-cheek,. It is dark, cold; the air is moist and stinks. Pale light from the full moon pours though a small barred window. I am alone. The straw on the floor stabs into my naked feet. The dirty sackcloth robe scratches at my bloody, abused and bruised skin. Everything hurts and throbs with numb pain. I know will die soon. I have confessed under the torture, I knew that it would seal my fate, but I could not stand the pain any more. I shiver and tremble as the memories of the unspeakable things they had.