All the prisoners who had been processed were sitting around talking, except for a few who were curled up against the walls weeping. These, Helen surm...ised, were the ones who had been on the receiving end of the neural whip. All of the prisoners without exception were wearing overalls, so Helen assumed that their clothing had been taken from them to be returned when they left at the end of their sentences.'Well, in that case, I will go back with only a torn smock, ' she thought.Thinking hard,. "Yes, Mistress," Laura breathed, the intense longing drowning out that tiny voice.Nyssa grinned and gestured for her slave to approach. She reached up and hooked a finger into Laura's panties. She slid her finger back and forth slowly and teasingly, now and then giving the panties a furtive tug and letting them snap back. Laura uttered tiny, desperate moans, her body trembling."You want to cum, don't you, slave?" Nyssa cooed. She ran her other hand along the inside of one of Laura's. You can leave here at any time. But it would be difficult, Margarita, for you to make it, without help." I do not wish to leave," she said. "If you are willing to continue helping me, I would like to stay here, with you. And I will try to do what I can, to help you, in return. I can cook, a little. I can clean your house." Sure, you can help. But there's not that much to do. I'm a decent housekeeper, for a man. But sure, you can help. Perhaps you can help Carol, too. With the care of her. When I’d completed my turn, my cock was hard and erect. He walked over to me and grabbed it, rubbed it a few times, watched as precum oozed out and slowly dripped towards the floor in a long swinging strand.‘Mmmmmmm, that is a lovely cock. I better let you get changed’ and he turned and walked out, leaving me hard and panting a little.Nothing more was said about it that evening. He made dinner for us both and took his to his room to eat. I was a little disappointed, and kept getting hard.