"My God, look at you!" He wilted under her scorn, and sherummaged through one of her lingerie drawers for an oldpair of cotton panties. "Put these on ...t once!" shecommanded, and he meekly complied. She eyed the tell-talebulge with a glint of amusement in her eyes. "Are youturned on by wearing my panties, or are you just happy tosee me?" she said, doing a perfect Mae West impression."Both," Sandy answered honestly.Ashley was shaking her head as she returned to her drawerand pulled out a wonder. You have so many good instincts in difficult situations that it is going to be impossible to find someone who can fill your shoes on the task force.”“But you have one instinct that makes you stand out in the crowd. You have served your country every time you were called on. You never back away from a challenge. As the General would say, you never ran from the gunfire - you charge it and come out victorious.”“Your country is calling on you again to serve as only you can, this time as the Vice. The taste was strong and disgusting. Wendy nearly gagged. “We’ll get you all clean and then you’ll be okay to suck me off,” Bill said. Wendy merely mumbled while trying not to gag on the soap. After a bit Bill took the soap out and suds dribbled out of Wendy’s mouth. Then he undid his pants and hung his limp cock in her face. “You dirty whore. You better make me hard as a rock and make me cum. I work my ass off so you can run around being filthy. The least you can do is. "You're a sissy, loud andproud! No slouching and negative body language with you, you're going tobe trained to be upright and carry yourself with confidence. That's thejob for the posture collar" She fastened the collar around my neck andagain I heard a CLICK, which must have been another padlock fastening.There were a number of small D rings on the collar and she clipped a leadto the front ring before yanking on it."Down on your knees, Molly!" I obeyed. "Basic position! Arms behind you,head.