I didn’t even have time to pull out my penis before she stuck her hand in my briefs and grabbed it, pulling it toward her mouth. I had been horny an... hard for at least 20 minutes by then, so it was no surprise to see pre-cum dripping off the end of my cock. Monica had always loved the salty taste of my semen and typically licked off the pre-cum, meticulously, before swallowing my dick. But she clearly had no intention of such minutiae that night! She lifted her head closer to me and wrapped. In truth, the news had said, it was probably a biological weapon rather than a naturally occurring disease, but nobody knew who had released it, or where it had come from. No one group of people seemed immune to it, anyway, and the plague killed quickly and indiscriminately. The only people left now were those who were lucky enough to have some sort of natural immunity to the virus, winners of some bizarre genetic lottery, roughly half of one percent of the world’s population at last estimate.. " "Would you not agree that your sexual pleasure would be first on the list of things that are my responsibility?" "Yes, Sir." "Has my stewardship been in any way deficient or wanting?" "No, Sir." "Today's Tuesday. When we are done here, you will not wear any clothes at all until Saturday night." She was often nude for him, but 4 days without clothes was tantamount to house arrest. She sighed and replied, "Yes, Sir." He turned and returned to the closet. When he came back, he had a pair of. Each of you will receive ten swats from me with this pledge paddle. If you can keep from screaming, you are a delta girl. If you yell, you are out. Blindfold them!"Stella and Gwen had felt the pledge paddle before and although it hurt like hell, both knew that they could survive ten swats without making more than a grunt. But what they didn't know is that the paddle in Delia's hand wasn't an ordinary pledge paddle. From the front it looked like any other pledge paddle, but I had taken it.