The Captain was then stripped of her pissed soaked uniform, the schoolgirls were obviously used to stripping Troopers and weren’t bothered by the th...ught of handling stained catsuits, all Scarlet Troopers uniforms would be stained with sweat and vaginal juices after a day in the saddle and yes there was a certain smell that accompanied the mounted soldiers, our enemies often mocking us for being stinking lycra clad bitches.The humiliated Scarlet Troopers were left naked and dazed while the. ." Joe had just wandered out from his usual store, after finding that they had no tights left on the shelves, and was heading towards the back of the shopping centre when he noticed a strange, awkwardly placed store which looked like it had just jumped out of a medieval fantasy story. Its dark oak-wood frame was immaculately carved with ornate symbols that reached from the bottom to the top of the slightly curved edge of the store, which seemed, to bring out the intricately painted sign. With. The servers don’t like heat.”She nodded, and added nipples that were suddenly hard enough to cut glass to her list of things to worry about.Eric led her toward his desk on one side of the room. He sat down, held up a finger, and then picked up a phone from a shelf of obsolete tech next to his desk. He gave it a shake, played with the buttons, and then shrugged theatrically. Before Rae could react to the performance, he affected a comical eureka expression, unplugged the handset, and dug his. I could feel my nipple start to harden, and suddenly he pushed his hand up underneath my shirt and cradled my bare breast. I whimpered slightly, aroused by his touch. God, he wasn’t usually like this in public. I don’t think I’d ever heard him speak with such lust in his voice. I felt a surge of desire, the feel of his hand on my sensitive nipple made me want him too. I pressed myself against him, as his other hand moved up my bare thigh, under my skirt, stroking the front of my panties, then.