By the time I arrived in the observation room next to Cell 5, three of my contemporaries had already arrived and greeted me.

"This looks promising my friend,", " you have had the luck of the draw: I got a fat old cow yesterday.". " At least you got a female, not the punk I drew.".

We were all looking forward to the next couple hours. I was under pressure to dominate the desireable Diana: to make her utterly degrade herself in performing before these men. They were all experienced interrogators and enjoyed their work.

We continued talking as we waited for the Commandante to arrive : most likely with a cronie or two as his guest. His invitations to these "entertainments" were coveted by the higher echelons of politicians.

" But the old cow was horny. She flopped around on the floor like a teenager when we stuck the vibrator in her. We left it in long enough for her to come three times."

" That's more entertaining than watching a punk with his hand on his tiny prick masturbate. He was drained after one whack. Couldn't even get it up again."

" This gal you got here looks strong enough to take on a battalion of studs !"

"Yes, but she prefers girls. Not all the time tho. as she has two daughters: she and another lesbian."

"OOOooWeeeEEEE ! Are you going to bring 'daddy' and the girls in too ?"

"Yes; I plan too. And another girl; the good friend of the one I worked on last night. It looks like a full week, Ha, Ha, GHa, Ha.", I laughed as the Commandnte entered the room with the Minister of Defense and his senior aide.

HE and the other two sat in the center seats closest to the one-way mirror.
"Proceed ! ", he directed without acknowleding any of the rest of us.

" She is quite attractive, is she not Minister ? And stong too. You are familiar withe the device, are you not ? " he asked pointing to the Sybian.