; the black and red laced Basque, black seamed fishnet stockings trimmed with lace, crutch less lace thongs and 6 inch black stiletto shoes.In the mid...le of the room was a very large circular bed d****d in red satin sheets, I ordered you to strip naked and kneel on the rug at the side of the bed until I needed your attention, and you did this willingly.I went into the set of drawers and took out 2 sets of handcuffs threw then to you and instructed you to put them on to your wrists, I then sat. Kneel down here at the toilet bowl, he told Eve who submitted readily to his command. The man then began to scoop a good handful of soft, slimy, mucky shit out of the bowl. Once he had a good amount of the foul gunk, he told Eve to tip her head back a little, and to open her mouth. Eves mind raced frantically. It was patently obvious what the man intended to do, and yet Eve complied with the instruction, so lustfully worked up and ready for any degradation and abuse no matter how disgustingly. The superiors in charge, called it exemplary, courageous, heroic. He had been truly, doing a great service to his country. The medals stacks up, the trophies increase in significance and then soon, die away altogether. Nothing public is noted of him or recorded for a long time. He becomes part of the shadows and finds plenty of work there to do. More servicing to his country, more exemplary charges laid out for him. His sense of humor never leaves him and as much as he bathes in the blood of. " he said under his breath."You did Colonel. Still, it is a novel experience." He lowered his hands, and the Medal with them, and looked up into my face. "Sergeant, I understand your reluctance. Very few people who have performed heroic actions consider themselves heroes. It speaks well of your character that you don't. But the simple fact of the matter is that you are not qualified to make the decision. Whether you think so or not, it's the opinion of other people that matter in this instance..