Jennifer continued masturbating for us until she reached another powerful orgasm. When her orgasm hit, her legs clamped shut and she started biting he...r lip to keep from screaming. Again, after she calmed down, she straightened her clothes and went back to talking, like nothing had happened. We still had time to kill, so we found a store and picked up some beer and wine coolers. Jennifer walked in front of us through the store, and as she walked, she reached down and pulled up her skirt, baring. "Justthink of the paddle honey."My shoulders slumped and I knew soon I'd be leaving the housewearing the clothes she had chosen for me. She motioned me tocome to her and quickly dressed me in my new clothes, but notusing her make up skills on me and also forgetting my wig. Shesimply ushered me out of the room. We walked to Andreas bedroom,but she was already downstairs waiting for us."Please Mistress Andrea, can't I put on the wig and some makeup. This outfit looks ridiculous."She shook her. ..what you doing''''shhhh relax ''''hey wait ahhhhhh ahhhhhh oh fuck im not gay heyyyy ahhhhhh shit my godddd''just a single finger getting deep in i was caught of guard ass up fingered him pushing my hands away ''ahhh ahh hmy godddd, shit shit ahhh ahhhhh ahhhhhhh ''\''you have such a great little gay ass''''shit im not gay i swear ahhh hahhhhh shiiit''face down ass up fingered and helpless''please please boss im not gay''''my finger think you are, its too warm nice and cute not to be. Lest no one say that architects can only deal with theoretical stuff. We constructed five small cells in the basement, consisting of iron bars on three sides and sitting against the wall on the other. Now you will have to be a little patient my dear diary, as Kristin’s story is not what I want to focus on, though she will feature in the ensuing tale. At the time of this writing she is still locked in her cell, which has been her home for almost three years. I may tell you what we hold in store.