My mind was back in the Army again, and it felt like home. Almost like I had never left. "Stand easy and relax," Sheila returned the tribute as she ch...cked her papers. "Standing Order Number One: effective immediately, the Society is under military protocol until further notice." "Aye, Aye!" I shouted in unison with my team. I glanced around the room and noticed my mix and match uniform didn't match the mix. Dressed in utility gray overalls and black baseball caps, the woman of the tribe could. Obviously much of what I’ve written in terms of the bdsm activities is fantasy, but so that you can appreciate the perspective from which this is written, please understand that a significant portion is not. For example:1. The breeding rack.Fortunate enough several years ago to be able to construct a fairly well equipped play space, and being handy with tools, my partners and I have enjoyed a structure that I’ve described as the breeding rack. It of course was never used for such a purpose. As I sipped it I couldn’t keep my eyes off the bulge of Julie’s big boobs with the peaks of her nipples under her thin blouse and those tight bum clinging white shorts showing the outline of her panties, looking even sexier than Linda in her bikini. Julie’s eyes kept going down to my shorts showing the outline of my straining shaft and I felt my penis was about to burst through the cloth. “Mmmmmm!” Julie purred “I know what I want first!”She took my hand and led me to one of the bedrooms. Just. .. there's a way..." I took a deep breath, " ... do you want to come with Pablo and me to start a brand new modern center in Phoenix Arizona without your slut wife? Moreover you'll earn higher salary and you'll get bonus."Paul agreed with relief, "All right. I understand you entirely. I've to play Betli now for three weeks. So I'll go with you, my buddies, to Arizona! I lost everything here ... a cheating bitch and I could win a new life in Phoenix." One more thing..." Pablo told him, "You're.