“We punish people all the time,” Paul said.

“Isn’t that, in essence, what you suggested?” Buckley growled.

Paul lowered his head in submission and said, “yes headmistress.”

Buckley looked out onto the beach from her window and her eyes widened when she Tina sitting at a table with Bette Porter and her four new friends. For some reason Buckley hated Bette the most out of all of her prisoners and the fact that Tina was sitting there, talking to her, and laughing, was really pissing her off. Angrily, she stormed off toward the door and toward the table.

Tina laughed aloud as Shane cracked yet another joke. “That was a good one Shane,” Alice laughed wiping a tear from her eye.

“What? It’s the truth! Buckley looks like a toad!” Shane laughed.

“Hey, hey!” Tim said anxiously running to the table, “Buckley alert! Tina get out of here!”

“Right! Thanks, Tim,” Tina said. She gave Bette a nod and ran away from the table.

“Excuse me,” Bette said to the girls and Tim before running after her.

“You should go to your cells,” Tim suggested. The girls nodded before they stood up and moved to their cells as quickly as possible.

Tina ran straight to the cabana, it was the safest place to be. Bette followed close behind her and immediately their lips tangled in that passionate dance.

Tina broke the kiss and pushed Bette down on the bed and bit her lip shyly.

“What?” Bette said.

“I got something from town, that I wanna use…” Tina trailed off nervously.

“What? Don’t be shy,” Bette said giving her an encouraging smile.

Tina bit her lip, and lowered her pants to reveal the strap on with a long, thick, dildo attached to it.

“Holy Jesus,” Bette moaned.

“Can I?” Tina said kneeling on the bed.

“Of course, T,” Bette said her eyes darkening as she lowered her pants, “you don’t even have to ask.”

Tina immediately moved down for a passionate kiss as she placed the dildo at her wet entrance. “So wet for me,” Tina moaned.

“All you gotta do is look at me and that’s how I get,” Bette moaned huskily.

Tina pressed forward, impaling her mocha lover with the dildo as Bette let out a long moan of pleasure. Tina let her adjust for a minute before starting a pace. It was easy to read Bette’s desperate signals of pleasure and Tina went at the perfect speed, the perfect amount of pressure, and in perfect sync.