I turned my head again and looked up at the small crowd watching my humiliation. Brendan was watching me intently and he actually looked a little symp...athetic to my plight. Some of the girls winced in sympathy each time Steve's hand smacked my arse; but some of the girls and most of the punters eyes wore the gaze of predators watching a struggling prey.Prison predators, by their nature, take pleasure in the degradation, humiliation and pain of other inmates. When that other inmate is an. ? She slowly removed the pins as I lapped away at her pussy hoping to get some of her juices to quench my thirst. Soon after she withdrew the last pin, I was rewarded with those juices. She tried tugging on the crochet needle, but it wouldn’t budge. ?It’s stuck, I think. Maybe you can push it out with your pee??She unlocked the cuffs and instructed me to hold the towel under my bleeding penis so that I didn’t get blood everywhere. I went into the bathroom trying to pee and pull out the. I was almost sick withfear, yet I took a good half hour fixing my makeup to perfection. Nowanton slut here, just a girl trying to look her best. I replaced myusual clear nail polish with something a little more daring, wishingthat I had my nail extensions along but I had forgotten them. I touchedup my hair and nearly lost my nerve when it came time to leave thebathroom. There was no way I could explain any of this if I was caughtnow.I must have looked like someone in fear for her life as I. As we were heading to her house I asked where her daughter was and she said out for once in her life. So we got to hers and she opened the door and it wasn’t even shut before she dropped to her knees and pulled my shorts and pant down and I sprang to life and she got her mouth around so fast. She was also wanking it and taking it out and just looking at it. I asked if she was OK and she just said she’d never seen anything like it. I pulled her up and took her tops off, she had on a tshirt and.