Fucking. Mouth!"Candy tries to shake her head; she's never thought he was less of a man she wants to say. Candy wants to say she appreciated his gentl...ness, waiting for her to be ready to meet, and then slowly testing the limits of their comfort zones. She wants to say all this and more, but Sir's hand still is around her neck, and all she can do is open her mouth."That's better," Sir says, removing his hand, and then thrusting the butt plug down Candy's throat. Candy gags; the butt plug quite. "How stupid of me not to realise how fatigued you would be. I was so eager to give you a birthday present I quite forgot. Come my love, rest yourself and we will enjoy your present later in the morning."I lay my head on her breasts, managing to kiss and suck one of her plum sized nipples as I did. She gave a contented sigh, and I fell straight to sleep. Now in the morning I was stirring and so was my plunger, and happily, so was Jenny."Did you sleep well Jack? " She asked anxiously. "Are you. I remember a womensaying lets get him to the wall before he comes too any more. With that Icould feel dozen’s of hands get me off the table and walk me to a bigger room.I was held with my back against a wall while a strap was pulled around mymidsection trapping my arms to my sides. It was a very uncomfortable positionbecause I was forced to bend my knees because of two blocks of wood attachedto the wall just above my shoulders. Next my feet were spread apart and tiedto rings attached to the. Everyone she came in contact with seemed to be talking about the coming match. Although now-Colonel Matthews was a near-legend because of his exploits off-world, there was a lot being said about the now ex-Colonel Buckmann. Although betting was frowned upon, and commercial betting practically didn't exist on the base, that didn't seem to apply to the personal betting going on about the coming fight.His team isn't even here to support him, Kayla fretted. Oh, shit, are they going to be pissed.