The longer she went alone, the worse her arousal became. All she could see was her bound, erotic pose and all she could feel was the lingering touch of Captain Miguel's hands on her body. The door opened, and he walked in, the bulge in his pants unable to be hidden, the thought of Sandra waiting for him making him rock hard. He had only been gone for thirty minutes. "The judges left me waiting, but I have an appointment with them in a half hour. I thought I would see how you are doing, Sandra." He walked up to her, staring at her face, only inches from each other. "I am going to have the judges come and visit you so that they can place a face and body with your name. I want them to remember you for something besides your offense. They haven't seen a lovely, young girl like you in a long time, so you need to make an impression. They are thinking of cruel punishment. You must show them a delicate flower that must be protected." He was staring into her eyes when she felt his hands touch her naked stomach again.
