All of this was for the benefit of the people who will later be trying to work out what had happened. I'll try to cover my tracks in a number of ways....The first being medical, by showing clear and normally unfakeable symptoms of the same problem most of the other people would have died from, so the authorities shouldn't have any doubt that I'd also been killed. That's assuming they see the video footage. I'll be trying to destroy that along with all the other data the CIA has on me, but I may. . and it came. Ruth felt Lena's vaginal muscles clench tightly around her stroking hand and wrist. An euphoric cloud flooded Lena's head and flashes of orgasmic lights danced around her eyes. She gurgled and moaned as her body arched outward, once again impaling her seething vaginal sheath, onto Ruth's lower forearm. A high pitched wail echoed around the stage as her all consuming orgasm exploded across her body."IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ..."Lena's body was so saturated with orgasmic joy. James swallowed hard, his throat so tight and dry it was audible. He spoke, “Miss, please, I am submissive. To women. I’m not gay, not gay at all.”Catherine smiled at him, “Oh James, don’t be so dramatic,” she raised a hand up and ruffled his hair “You don’t need to be gay! You need to be obedient. You do want to obey me, don’t you?”James stared forward, eyes set on the middle distance. His body tightened, his back straightened, his shoulders locked behind him. He spoke "Please, Sir, may I suck. She was naked only not getting overly graphic in her position. Pre-cum was drooling down my dick like a water faucet on a slow drip. I said … “Nirmala aunty, let me see your pussy!” She sighed and hesitated then opened her legs up fairly wide. I was looking at her lips and exposed clit. I asked her what SHE was thinking as she sat there naked watching me stroke my dick. She said “well, truthfully, it is really turning me on!” I had to beg again … I said “Nirmala aunty, please touch yourself ….