After the first night they never underestimated me again.A Ranger instructor had attempted to attack me in my bed and had frozen as my Swift touched h...s temple. I swam the weightless tube from the shuttle into the small Corvette. The senior sergeant grinned as she took my kit bag, “My cousin said you were good looking.”I looked at her and smiled, “Corporal Golden?”She nodded, “Junior Sergeant now.”I followed her to the tiny cabin that would be home until we reached our target world. There were. Both guys were grinning stupidly, their eyes sparkling, their arms around her waist. She was grinning that mischievous, bitchy grin of someone who knew she had just snagged the most popular Kingston boys (of course they were more popular than the popular guys in her grade, they were seniors!) away from the most popular Loyalton (Patricia Loyalton School for Girls, called Loyalton for short) girls. Her skirt looked like that kind that would barely cover her ass, and it was so low, you could. Ahhhhh" Cena groans as Bayley begins to slowly lift her head from his shaft, tightly gripping her lips around his thickness, dragging them slowly all his length until the head falls from her mouth."Damn..I was not expecting that.." Cena says, as Bayley rises to her feet, lusfully gazing at his muscular body."Why not?" Bayley asks with a wicked smirk."Well..you just didn't seem to type.." Cena replies, returning her lustful stares as he looks over her curvacious frame."I need a big fucking cock. It allowed me to breath but kept me from forming words.It would have been nice to make words out as the first blow from her riding crop came across my chest. It was not all that hard of a strike but sufficient to leave a thick red line. She repeated her strike many more times until my chest was a criss-cross of lines showing the trails of her beating. She changed her location and struck my legs in her pre-determined zone. My body felt like it was on fire as the blood surged to those places.