The holding compound was filled with about a dozen detainees they had retained from the last round-up. They were all female because the males were inv...riably sentenced to death and quickly disposed of in the harsh environment. It would be easier to train younger recruits than to re-educate the misfits of the past.Corporal Sandy had been rotating the captive women to "break" the trail with great success. His fighters were not exhausted and it kept the detainees tired enough to preclude any. "Malissa caressed her cheek. "Anna, there is nothing wrong with dancingthe way it is done at the Luna Lounge. And there is nothing wrong withgoing to watch the dancer's eithers." It also qualifies as POE (Profession Oriented Education) as well as aPE and Fine Arts Credit," added Sophie.At Malissa's curious look Sophie pulled up the POE Program on thecomputer. Listed were several types of Dancing under Fine Arts with aside note that they counted towards PE credit."Sophie that says nothing about. ” he whispered.“I’m so glad you approve Chip.” I said with a smile. Finally he took my hand and guided me down to the pile of wrestling mats.I lay on my back and spread my legs wide. He slipped his boxer shorts off and knelt between my legs. “Chrissie,” he said “I love the way the lace of your garter belt frames your “clitty” pointing the way to your tight little asshole.”He knelt there with his long stiff cock in his hand and began to stroke it lightly against the opening to my “pussy”.. "You're a good little butt-bitch, Bonnie." I praised her, since she was the only one of my girls I could do this to and immediately begin pumping her dumper roughly without fear of harming her."I'm your BEST butt-bitch, Daddy." Bonnie replied, taking pride in her title.Like I've said before, Bonnie was a bigger girl, overweight, but not obese. Melanie was by far the most fit and toned of my women and even when I could rail into her little body, about the only thing that would jiggle would be.