I laughed with her. "So you might be interested in a FLR? Oh, perhapsyou might prefer to be the submissive?" Oh, no not submissive in any long-term ...relationship," she said laughing."And since you have been so honest and vulnerable with me here, I will tryto give you some honesty back. Submissive when a strong, dominant manfucks me blindly for a few hours? Absolutely! Submissive when a garagemechanic thanks as Master he decides my life for me? Not a fuckingchance!" At least you know. She pulled me to the bed, kissed me. Then took my shirt off. She pushed me down and she was on top of me now.She took her shirt off and I unhook her bra as we kissed.She took her panties and wiped her wet vagina and shoved it in my mouth. Waved her silk bra in front of my face giving me a whiff of her breast scent. I tasted her pussy juice from her panties.Then she took her panties out of my mouth and kissed me as she rubbed her wet pussy on my belly. I unbuckled my pants and kicked off my. .. but as you say: it's our word against his! The screws know what goes on in that office, but they're in his pocket and they're more interested in their pensions than us! But don't worry, Nat ... I'll put the word out and you'll get treated right while you're in here because of it!"She was true to her word, and Natalie found that she was left alone. There were some hard-nosed women cons, who tended to have a lot of, shall we say, 'influence' over day-to-day prison life, and some of these had. “No, you go ahead. I'll call you when it's ready.”I kissed him and went through to the lounge where I placed my cup on the side table and sank down into the big soft leather armchair, feeling it mould itself around me as I put my feet up and let the day fade away.It was only a few minutes later when I heard him call through:"Dinner's ready!" and I stood and went into the kitchen to sit with him at the table.He had worked so hard to make a nice dinner for us: a really tasty corned beef hash.I.