" My plan was starting to work. And I was convinced it would. First thing I had to decide was where we were going to do it. I decided my bedroom. I wa... feeling like a bride on her wedding night. Even a virgin bride, if you can believe that. My pussy was going to be penetrated for the first time by the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Not only my life, but my sexual life as well." I cleaned the room, dusted, straightened up, sprayed some pretty air freshener. I took a shower and. "You realize that, since they're in deep space, the support fleet is right on the attack fleet's tail, so we're going to have to thread our way through the attack fleet before we even reach the support fleet, right?" The pilots have been running sims for that," Colin told him. "It's a little tricky, but even the attack fleet maintains a spacing of several miles while in transit. Even without maneuvering, the odds of running into one of them are slim." Still, those are some damned massive chunks. “Lieutenant, my squad’s closest to the hill. What if the platoon lays down covering fire long enough for us to shag ass over there? If it’s just the weapons crew, odds are they’ll ‘di di’ when they see us coming.” What he didn’t need to say, what both he and the Lieutenant knew, was that if the crew didn’t leave and the position was defended, the squad could be in a world of hurt. Lieutenant Lester glanced at Mack, then surveyed the situation. “Okay. Go get your squad moving. We’ll do our part. It holds all my whips, paddles, restraints, and all the tools I need down here. Next to it is a rolling service trolley like busboys at restaurants use that I can bring what I need around the dungeon without having to walk back and forth."Folded here in the corner is a tall stepladder, handy for securing a girl or two. Then we have this area where there is an overhead pulley and a hand winch on the wall. With this and the proper wrist restraints, I can hoist you clear off the floor if I want.