I was finally getting out. Oddly, I was actually fearful about what would be coming next. Who might there be there to greet me, if anyone, when I got ...ut? I didn’t expect anyone; I hadn’t informed anyone that I was getting out, not sure why. I had told Winnie to let them know, but then I’d written her that I’d changed my mind. I wanted to be back in the city before I saw anyone.Three more days, the screw had told me. I’d be released. I had no place to go except the half-way house. I’d be stuck. ...................................................................................................So now we fast forward about 3 years, to last summer, 2019...... The summer that didn’t get cancelled. Elaine was over and after a hot tub we threw on something light and sat around the fire pit. I had on a full length lace bodysuit, with a pair patent leather ankle boots and a black sweater over it. Elaine threw on a T-shirt that she says looked like a dress, but it was too short to really be a. But I wondered where it all fit.When the last one Bob had finished peeing, he put a butt plug in my ass andslapped me saying, "put your nightgown on and make us breakfast. We're goinghunting. You can empty everything later and don't lose that plug. And don'tforget to be real sexy and pretty when we return."As I fixed breakfast, the butt plug and the gallon of pee sloshing aroundmade my ass sway. It probably felt more exaggerated then it actually was.But, several of the guys complimented the new. She began stretching, loosening the muscles that had been tortured and then grown stiff from lying dormant on her bunk. As the days passed, she felt stronger and began calisthenics again, trying to keep her body toned and strong. Two weeks, more or less, passed before Gauss returned.He entered as before, accompanied by the same man, and talked quietly with the guards. He seemed fascinated by Kat, staring at her as though observing a rare specimen in a zoo exhibit. He walked up to the bars,.