Standing sleepily in the shower in my Moroccan hotel suite this morning (and there’s an image you’ll struggle to get out of your mind!), I noticed a rather strange thing about the bathroom door.
I’d already noticed the lack of a lock. But more than that, I observed, the door featured a glass panel, allowing anyone in the main room to look in.
My mind drifted… Perish the thought that I’d find the idea of a girl sent to shower under supervision in some institution or other to be incredibly hot. Led there by an officer, she’d be given five minutes to strip and wash – knowing that he’d be able to see everything through the window. The water, I suspected, might be bitterly cold… and reluctance to strip might well lead to more forceful removal of her clothes.
Would this be part of the daily routine for each girl? Or might it be a step in her induction, being made to remove the clothes in which she’d been admitted and to scrub herself clean? Would a beating inevitably follow – or only if she didn’t clean herself willingly, quickly and thoroughly?
Or would, rather, the supervised shower be a pre-cursor to the a whipping from, or in front of, the governor – the requirement to strip and wash under supervision an intrinsic part of the punishment ritual…
Actually, it’s not only the somewhat embarrassing or humiliating (done right) aspects of this that I find appealing. There’s something about a freshly-washed girl that I’ve always loved – and something particularly delightful about spanking a girl when her skin’s soft from the shower…
Wanted: girl; shower; scene…!
That’s one of my favorite scene – the shower thing turns me on. Removing the clothes really makes it hotter.