I hear the cruelty in his chuckle that follows. How can someone so evil make me feel so loved? The vastness of such a thought could be explored in a l...ifetime.He releases the clamps on the chains. He kisses me tenderly to soothe my abused flesh. For all his savagery, this is what breaks me. The straps to my wrists and ankles are released but I dare not move. Strong hands grip me as I am lifted away, only to be rested upon the soft silk of our sheets. He removes the plug and vibrator, having no. "Take a shower and clean up, but hurry," he ordered.Rebecca stood in the open shower and let the warm water run over her tortured flesh. She washed the sweat and cum from her body and began to dry off. The Commander was still in her cell, watching her from the bed. She walked from the shower to the Commander. As she reached him, she heard the cell opening again and turned to see who was entering now. She saw one of the other guards entering and with him was another prisoner. She was about. The negotiations were protracted as they haggled over the price on what for us was a very small order. Jenny was very patient, but we had to meet again on Saturday morning. On Friday night Jenny and I reckoned they were pushing us into the weekend to get us to give ground.At lunchtime on Saturday, Jenny told them that we had plenty of work and didn't need their custom. They knew our spec. was the best and that we could deliver on time."We've talked round the subject long enough, either make us. I’d spent the entirety of my next two classes enraptured in a fog of Eros, only coming down to earth during a shared moment between classes when we’d exchanged less than innocent notes. I spent most of fourth period with the phrase the taste of you still clings to my lips burned into my brain. We met outside the cafeteria for lunch just like we did every Friday, eager to be able to spend time together outside of the classroom. Of course, we didn’t dare do what I knew both of us were dying to.