He then told Arun( the military guy) that he can slap my balls until my dick becomes soft and small. Hearing this, I panicked and my hard-on was long ...one. I was sweating like hell. Arun slapped my balls three more times and then took out a cock-cage from his bag and locked my dick and pulled my panties back up.Now the cop sat on the sofa facing us and Arun started biting my nipples after pulling down the bra. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and all of us were shocked. The cop (James) got up and. I was still in the Navy, and was onshore duty assigned to a small dispensary. My wife and I were seriouslythinking about me getting out of the service and starting my civiliancareer after 10yrs. of military life.I was dressing up just about every week-end that I was not assignedduty. My wife was supportive. However, I was getting greedy. I insistedthat I needed MORE dress-up! MORE humiliation! MORE of everything! Myexperiences while dressed up in the past have been quite good andthrilling with. .. ?" he started to ask, but she interrupted him impatiently."I mean I want to feel you deep in my body at the front making my babies," she said, not at all the shy, frightened bride he had expected on the second day of their honeymoon, "This sucking and last night's using my sit-upon may be good for you, and I won't refuse you, but there will be time enough for that when you have proved you can make me a baby."Ernesto detected the voice of his mother-in-law in this pronouncement and was about. . it was all gone. I held myself above the sobbing body beneath me and had babbled soft satisfaction comments in her unhearing ears as I rocked over her. She had lain motionless beneath me, her eyes open wide, staring coldly at the ceiling. The contemptuous eyes had not wavered from the ceiling. I reached for her waist and spun her around to face the sofa. I leaned in close to her and put my lips right next to her right ear and hissed, "You ain’t never gonna forget getting fucked like this.".