Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Enam Puluh Tiga
Office of Commander of Parliamentary Guards, Thursday, 10:05 AM
As the door closed behind the First Minister, An Kow turned to his trusted lieutenant.
“What do you think of that, Archie? You seemed a bit anxious to state your feelings.” Wei enjoyed kidding his friend.
“She ’s a gey mucky besom, alright. I took a scunner to her the moment a klept eyes on her! Aye, but she’s a canny een an a.”
“If I understand your quaint, country phrases right, I don’t disagree.” the commander replied. “However, we must tread lightly here, when such a powerful woman is involved.
“She’s no a’ that poorful, Colonel. Cabinet Ministers come and gae. Ten a penny.” Sneered Captain Mcgregor.
“Oh, I didn’t mean Josephine. You are right about her. She is a flash in the pan. It’s who’s behind her, the one who's pulling strings, Rut Betar-Gizber.”
“The dragon lady is doing this? Whit wey she wants to get a mauchit raping eejit aff?”
“I’m sure she has no interest in our prisoner. We could castrate him with a dull, rusty knife and she wouldn’t care. No, she has bigger fish to fry. I spoke to Chief Inspector bin Ibrahim this morning. He’s convinced that Lieutenant Rogers was dirty and the dirt goes much higher up. I believe Her Ladyship is trying to help hide a problem at the CNB.”
“Aye. An that’s why they dinna want any publicity? An they want us to hand over the scum to them for a slap on the wrist?”
“Precisely. Zhihoa Jiang is just a worthless pawn in their game.”
“So,” asked Mcgregor with tightness in his voice, “Ye considering doin whit they ask? Lettin the scum aff?” He couldn’t bring himself to challenge his friend as much as he hated letting that thug go free.
“Not now,” said Wei in a soft voice. “We’ll see how things develop. At the moment, her Ladyship’s request is offset by two important considerations for me and the Guards.”
“And those might be?”
“First, like every single member of the Guards, I hate the son-of-a-bitch for committing a heinous act on our property and bringing dishonor to our ranks.”
“That’s the man I ken and trust. And your ither reason?”
“He’s is worth a lot to them. At the very least, we should wait and see what they would offer. They might be willing to throw someone important under the bus to get our cooperation.”
“Some ‘right mucky besom,’ perhaps,” asked Archie with a wink.
“Exactly my thought,” said Wei. “Meanwhile, no reason to delay Mr. Jiang receiving his due. Pass the word to our men watching him: no permanent marks, no broken bones, no lasting injuries. But, otherwise, he suffers, clear?”
“Clear. Take my word, Colonel. The men will be blithe tae hear yon!”
Cell 22, Death Row, Changi Prison, Wednesday, 11:00 AM
Barbara was rinsing the nauseating taste out of her mouth for the fourth time over the dirty sink. Her stomach was still rumbling in protest.
The cell door opened, and Barb instinctively cringed back.
But it was the Doctor. She didn’t abuse Barbara like the others; she was kind and helped her heal. Moore had developed strong feelings of gratitude and even affection for Chunhua, as the only person in the prison who was compassionate.
Dr. Liú entered the cell and greeted Barb cheerfully.
“I here to do your exam before tomorrow.” Out of consideration for Barb’s feelings, she didn’t mention the caning, which was, after all, the reason for the exam.
Barbara noticed the omission and was grateful for the Doctor’s concern. She also noticed that Chunhua was not wearing a white lab coat. She had on a form-fitting, stretch-fabric green dress with a low neckline and a very short hem. Moore had been aware that Chunhua had a nice figure, but had never spent much time noticing it. However, today, it was hard not to notice. The Doctor’s long, shapely legs were bared up to just below her crotch. Barb noticed her butt was tight but bigger than hers. The tight dress emphasized a wasp waist and pert, high breasts.
Barbara hadn’t been attracted to a woman for a good while, but the Chinese Doctor’s body was just the kind she liked.
Chunhua unhooked the leash and sat down beside Barb. She went through the usual exam check: pulse, blood pressure, temperature, etc. Moore noticed that the Doctor’s fingers lingered on her skin and her breasts a bit longer than necessary. Her examination of Barb’s pussy was gentle and deep. The prisoner felt her body becoming aroused as the beautiful woman probed with soft and feminine hands.
God! Barbara thought to herself. It has been so long since someone touched me with love and not hate.
Dr. Liú, on her part, could feel the wetness between her thighs as her fingers intimately explored this sexy woman. She knew she had to have her!
Chunhua withdrew her damp fingers from Barbs’ vagina and let her hand cup the sweet pussy. Slowly, she began to stroke lightly up and down the outer lips with a feather touch. Soon she allowed her middle finger to slip between the petals to stroke the inner lips as her hand continued the motion.
She looked up to see that Barbara had closed her eyes and let her mouth drop just open, her lips pouting. A few more strokes and Barb gave the softest, barely audible, moan of pleasure. Chunhua could hold back no longer. She leaned in and placed her lips softly on Moore’s while slipping her tongue, gingerly between those wet lips.
Barbar had been lost in the sensual pleasure of the Doctor’s touch on her cunt. When she felt the lips press to hers and a warm tongue gently prob her mouth, she responded without thinking. She wrapped her arms around the Chinese woman and kissed back deeply.
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, while Chunhua continued to stroke Barb’s now dripping pussy, the Doctor pulled away and stood up. Barb stared up in disappointment. What that all?
But Chunhua merely took the opportunity to strip off her dress and underclothes. Barb gasped at the sight of the shapely, naked woman. Soon the two were lying, side-by-side, kissing, and exploring each other’s body.
Chunhua took the lead by using her finger to tease Barb’s clitoris directly. As Moore began to move her hips in response, the Doctor bent down and sucked a hard nipple into her mouth. Barb cried out from the irresistible sexual stimulation. Her pussy was flooded with juice.
Feeling Barb’s drenched cunt, Chunhua released the nipple and slipped her mouth down the flat belly, over the mound, and trimmed hair to the hot wet lips. After only a few sensuous laps up and down the slit, she concentrated on Barb’s erect and eager clit. Pasting her mouth on the nub, she brushed her tongue back and forth over the love flesh.
Barb moaned again with excitement. The woman seemed to know exactly where to touch her and how. Her clit felt like it was about to explode, and the tingling sensations shot through her pussy and deep into her loins. She could feel her juices running back over her asscheeks and through her crack. The girl arched upward, thrusting her cunt hard against Chunhua’s mouth.
The Doctor responded by increasing the speed of her tongue, slipping around the swollen clit, sucking it between her lips, and even teasing the tip with her teeth. Barb cried out in passion, her hips rolling and thrusting with desire. Chunhua used both hands to hold the wet cheeks to keep her mouth on the writhing pussy. She knew it was close. She slipped two fingers into the pussy and sucked harder on the clit.
Barb screamed as she felt a powerful climax coming. Chunhua bit on the clit while licking furiously and driving her fingers rapidly in and out of the sloppy cunt.
Somehow the Doctor managed to ride Barb’s hips even as she bucked violently with her orgasm.
As Moore slowly recovered from her peak, Chunhua slid upward and kissed her lightly on the lips. “I hope my medical treatment was helpful,” she said with a shy smile.
“God, Yes!” groaned Barb.
“Perhaps, I could have some treatment also?”
“Well,” smiled Barb. “I’m not a medical professional. But I can try to give you a little first-aid.” She began kissing her way down Dr. Liú’s sexy body.
Office of Commander of Parliamentary Guards, Thursday, 10:05 AM
As the door closed behind the First Minister, An Kow turned to his trusted lieutenant.
“What do you think of that, Archie? You seemed a bit anxious to state your feelings.” Wei enjoyed kidding his friend.
“She ’s a gey mucky besom, alright. I took a scunner to her the moment a klept eyes on her! Aye, but she’s a canny een an a.”
“If I understand your quaint, country phrases right, I don’t disagree.” the commander replied. “However, we must tread lightly here, when such a powerful woman is involved.
“She’s no a’ that poorful, Colonel. Cabinet Ministers come and gae. Ten a penny.” Sneered Captain Mcgregor.
“Oh, I didn’t mean Josephine. You are right about her. She is a flash in the pan. It’s who’s behind her, the one who's pulling strings, Rut Betar-Gizber.”
“The dragon lady is doing this? Whit wey she wants to get a mauchit raping eejit aff?”
“I’m sure she has no interest in our prisoner. We could castrate him with a dull, rusty knife and she wouldn’t care. No, she has bigger fish to fry. I spoke to Chief Inspector bin Ibrahim this morning. He’s convinced that Lieutenant Rogers was dirty and the dirt goes much higher up. I believe Her Ladyship is trying to help hide a problem at the CNB.”
“Aye. An that’s why they dinna want any publicity? An they want us to hand over the scum to them for a slap on the wrist?”
“Precisely. Zhihoa Jiang is just a worthless pawn in their game.”
“So,” asked Mcgregor with tightness in his voice, “Ye considering doin whit they ask? Lettin the scum aff?” He couldn’t bring himself to challenge his friend as much as he hated letting that thug go free.
“Not now,” said Wei in a soft voice. “We’ll see how things develop. At the moment, her Ladyship’s request is offset by two important considerations for me and the Guards.”
“And those might be?”
“First, like every single member of the Guards, I hate the son-of-a-bitch for committing a heinous act on our property and bringing dishonor to our ranks.”
“That’s the man I ken and trust. And your ither reason?”
“He’s is worth a lot to them. At the very least, we should wait and see what they would offer. They might be willing to throw someone important under the bus to get our cooperation.”
“Some ‘right mucky besom,’ perhaps,” asked Archie with a wink.
“Exactly my thought,” said Wei. “Meanwhile, no reason to delay Mr. Jiang receiving his due. Pass the word to our men watching him: no permanent marks, no broken bones, no lasting injuries. But, otherwise, he suffers, clear?”
“Clear. Take my word, Colonel. The men will be blithe tae hear yon!”
Cell 22, Death Row, Changi Prison, Wednesday, 11:00 AM
Barbara was rinsing the nauseating taste out of her mouth for the fourth time over the dirty sink. Her stomach was still rumbling in protest.
The cell door opened, and Barb instinctively cringed back.
But it was the Doctor. She didn’t abuse Barbara like the others; she was kind and helped her heal. Moore had developed strong feelings of gratitude and even affection for Chunhua, as the only person in the prison who was compassionate.
Dr. Liú entered the cell and greeted Barb cheerfully.
“I here to do your exam before tomorrow.” Out of consideration for Barb’s feelings, she didn’t mention the caning, which was, after all, the reason for the exam.
Barbara noticed the omission and was grateful for the Doctor’s concern. She also noticed that Chunhua was not wearing a white lab coat. She had on a form-fitting, stretch-fabric green dress with a low neckline and a very short hem. Moore had been aware that Chunhua had a nice figure, but had never spent much time noticing it. However, today, it was hard not to notice. The Doctor’s long, shapely legs were bared up to just below her crotch. Barb noticed her butt was tight but bigger than hers. The tight dress emphasized a wasp waist and pert, high breasts.
Barbara hadn’t been attracted to a woman for a good while, but the Chinese Doctor’s body was just the kind she liked.
Chunhua unhooked the leash and sat down beside Barb. She went through the usual exam check: pulse, blood pressure, temperature, etc. Moore noticed that the Doctor’s fingers lingered on her skin and her breasts a bit longer than necessary. Her examination of Barb’s pussy was gentle and deep. The prisoner felt her body becoming aroused as the beautiful woman probed with soft and feminine hands.
God! Barbara thought to herself. It has been so long since someone touched me with love and not hate.
Dr. Liú, on her part, could feel the wetness between her thighs as her fingers intimately explored this sexy woman. She knew she had to have her!
Chunhua withdrew her damp fingers from Barbs’ vagina and let her hand cup the sweet pussy. Slowly, she began to stroke lightly up and down the outer lips with a feather touch. Soon she allowed her middle finger to slip between the petals to stroke the inner lips as her hand continued the motion.
She looked up to see that Barbara had closed her eyes and let her mouth drop just open, her lips pouting. A few more strokes and Barb gave the softest, barely audible, moan of pleasure. Chunhua could hold back no longer. She leaned in and placed her lips softly on Moore’s while slipping her tongue, gingerly between those wet lips.
Barbar had been lost in the sensual pleasure of the Doctor’s touch on her cunt. When she felt the lips press to hers and a warm tongue gently prob her mouth, she responded without thinking. She wrapped her arms around the Chinese woman and kissed back deeply.
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, while Chunhua continued to stroke Barb’s now dripping pussy, the Doctor pulled away and stood up. Barb stared up in disappointment. What that all?
But Chunhua merely took the opportunity to strip off her dress and underclothes. Barb gasped at the sight of the shapely, naked woman. Soon the two were lying, side-by-side, kissing, and exploring each other’s body.
Chunhua took the lead by using her finger to tease Barb’s clitoris directly. As Moore began to move her hips in response, the Doctor bent down and sucked a hard nipple into her mouth. Barb cried out from the irresistible sexual stimulation. Her pussy was flooded with juice.
Feeling Barb’s drenched cunt, Chunhua released the nipple and slipped her mouth down the flat belly, over the mound, and trimmed hair to the hot wet lips. After only a few sensuous laps up and down the slit, she concentrated on Barb’s erect and eager clit. Pasting her mouth on the nub, she brushed her tongue back and forth over the love flesh.
Barb moaned again with excitement. The woman seemed to know exactly where to touch her and how. Her clit felt like it was about to explode, and the tingling sensations shot through her pussy and deep into her loins. She could feel her juices running back over her asscheeks and through her crack. The girl arched upward, thrusting her cunt hard against Chunhua’s mouth.
The Doctor responded by increasing the speed of her tongue, slipping around the swollen clit, sucking it between her lips, and even teasing the tip with her teeth. Barb cried out in passion, her hips rolling and thrusting with desire. Chunhua used both hands to hold the wet cheeks to keep her mouth on the writhing pussy. She knew it was close. She slipped two fingers into the pussy and sucked harder on the clit.
Barb screamed as she felt a powerful climax coming. Chunhua bit on the clit while licking furiously and driving her fingers rapidly in and out of the sloppy cunt.
Somehow the Doctor managed to ride Barb’s hips even as she bucked violently with her orgasm.
As Moore slowly recovered from her peak, Chunhua slid upward and kissed her lightly on the lips. “I hope my medical treatment was helpful,” she said with a shy smile.
“God, Yes!” groaned Barb.
“Perhaps, I could have some treatment also?”
“Well,” smiled Barb. “I’m not a medical professional. But I can try to give you a little first-aid.” She began kissing her way down Dr. Liú’s sexy body.
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