Please. Please. Please.’ Each word was punctuated with your delicious body thrusting into mine. As soon as I stopped asking, you stopped thrusting t...ough. ‘Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.’ My voice was a well of need, filled by each taunting thrust. ‘Oh God yes, how I love to hear you beg. To hear a woman beg, submitting to me like they should.’ Your mouth descended upon my neck, biting me, marking your territory. Knowing suddenly that this was just a way of proving your dominance,. . Quickly now the eight hands of her captors began to undress her. But not without large amounts of groping and several dozen comments too. Zelda regretted now dressing as she had, for as soon as he skirt had been ripped off her hips her thong was revealed and its narrow strip of cloth was already buried deep up the crack of her arse can cunt lips. The men pulled her this way and that as they ogled her body. The attention of the men's eyes and hands had not gone unnoticed by her body as her. As I came through the gate who would be the duty subaltern but Second Lieutenant Henry Smithers; the son of the woman I had just fucked. God if that was all she could find, the little runt, I felt sorry for her.The next day the Military Police were seen escorting Sergeant Murphy from the Medical Centre towards the Guardroom. No-one was saying anything, which was unusual indeed, for nothing usually happened before the whole camp knew within half an hour. Sergeant Murphy just vanished out of the. Hannah and Sarah each took a side by me. The servant girl, whose name I would find out was Jane, crawled between my legs. Hannah to my surprise reached between my legs and started to massage my balls and cock. Jane at the same time started to suck and lick my balls. Hannah was explaining something to Sarah, what I could not concentrate enough to say what was being said. Hannah’s expert hand and Jane’s tongue proved to be too much as I exploded a load of cum spraying myself, Hannah and my.