He approached quickly and said it eagerly.“C-Colonel Price?”Lucas’ eyebrows shot up as the strange feeling in his heart grew. He already suspect...d when he entered the place and saw a lot of cross-dressers, but he didn’t expect his guess to be right.He looked the man in the suit up and down, causing the big man to shake slightly, before finally saying it.“Have we met before?”The man swallowed his saliva in his mouth as he thought what words to use to answer, but Lucas remembered it before he. They too, had used the whip liberally on him, and delighted in having their cunts licked to satisfaction in turn, while their counterparts lashed his flesh, the synthetic whips serving a punishing sting without damaging the flesh which glowed red. As Zeeta nestled down on the bed to have her clitoris know the services of his tongue, she smiled as the screen which covered the wall behind her, continued to show her well documented exploits with female guests and their male penitents who had found. We were just playing some board games while becoming fastly inebriated, and we ran out of vodka. My wife and bro-in-law volunteered to go out and get some more alcohol because Caroline and I were too drunk to go anywhere. Thankfully for me, the nearest liqour store was about 25 minutes or so away. I knew this night may be my only chance to bag my beautiful sister-in-law.We were sitting on the same couch to keep each other warm, as it was a cool summer night. Caroline asked if she could stretch. I stood there, helplessly mute."And while you don't need to use this company, you very much want our consent and cooperation to be your case study."I tried to read her. Moments before I'd been sure she was going to turn me down but now she was going over the whole thing so deliberately. Did she enjoy drawing out a refusal? I couldn't tell what she was up to. "Yes," I said, immediately chagrinned that my word was little more than a mumble."You don't need us." I stared. I didn't understand why.