Part Five - Jennifer
The powerful Chairwoman of the Parole Committee toys with gloved hands. Her fingers work within my large outer lips, endeavoring to gather up some of the fleshy inner labia, which the ‘sisters of the shower’ have so often stretched by way of inserting large bars of soap, bottles and any other objects available for their amusement.
“I like to start near the c******s and work my way down.”
As scared as I am, her gentle caress causes the skin to relax and become amazingly pliable. She smiles as thumb and forefinger pull a pink tuft of labial flesh outside the perimeter of my mons. Her right hand moves the fish hook from the alcohol lamp and holds it before my wide open eyes. Under the bright mercury vapor lamp the sharpness of the tip is evident, curving back toward th
