I must have been about35 years old. And by ridiculousness I did not mean going to what wouldotherwise be known as a stripper's bar after all I had me... Liberty in astrippers bar. Liberty had been the sexiest and most confident stripper Ihad ever seen. She was studying a degree in psychiatry but had turned tostripping to help make ends meet. Being a psychiatry student she alsoseemed to know just what to wear and how to move to make the most moneyout of her customers, how to tease them, how to. She knew she would not turn away. “Yes,” she said simply. “We have a special treat for you. You might even survive, but that is up to you.” She was forced out of her cloths and chained at ankles and wrists. Now she was committed. No amount of begging would see her free. She was lead through the empty corridors of the prison. The moonlight shone in from the barred windows above; faintly illuminating the way. She was aware that this was not the way she had been taken previously. “We’re taking. I grabbed some large bath rugs and wrapped one around her. Tossing mine over my shoulder, I picked her up and carried her to the king sized bed, tossing her on it. She was till giggling wildly as I started drying her off. "I love you, Mr. J." she said. "I always have and always will." When I finished drying her completely, I was right between her lovely legs. My eyes roamed from her beautiful face; down to her large, hard tits; to her "innie" belly button; and to her delicious pubic area. Her. Thought we'd bring a few things for you." She handed itto Tommi."Thanks," Tommi smiled as she took the bag. She pulled out a couple ofblouses and nighties, and a makeup kit. She grimaced at Dianne."Makeup? In a hospital bed? C'mon."Dianne laughed. "A girl always has to be ready to look pretty. And younever know who you might have for visitors." Somehow, I doubt I'll have visitors that would inspire me to wearmakeup," Tommi scoffed. "But nighties - those should be better than thespecial.