By the time she understood what was happening, she was unable to form a coherent thought, let alone express it. She could not surrender to them to be ...ranted life-saving relief.She heard a voice, and comprehended only the word "slave." She was slipping away too fast to voice anything in return. She sensed rather than saw the man above her through the encroaching grayness.Like a choking man given air, something touched the center of her heat, and a shrill cry was unlocked from her throat. Thick,. Reed announced that the next class was going to be a nude drawing class. But in his infinite wisdom, it was going to have a twist….all students who attended the class would be naked, as would the two male subjects that we’d be drawing. Anyone who was uncomfortable with this could skip that class without penalty. I was surprised by the announcement, but found myself fascinated by the idea of drawing nudes while being nude. I wasn’t sure how my boyfriend would react to this nude drawing idea, so. Everything came to focus slow, a concrete room with one door and a table with tools. The door slowly opened, to which 3 soldiers walked through. The last soldier through spoke to the other two in Russian, I could only surmise that he was telling them to stand guard outside the door. After they left he turned around and walked over to the table and picked up a cork screw, turned and walked over to me and spoke in English, “Do you know who I am?” I replied hoarsely, “Master Sergeant O’neil”. He. “Not yet baby, I am going to soften you up first and make your whole arse on fire”.Ellie felt bereft when his fingers left her hole. Dylan sat quickly and flipped her over his lap and planted the first hard slap on her arse. Before she had time to brace herself he had laid another five across both cheeks. The pain was hardly bearable and she squirmed on his lap.“Open your cheeks and hold still, you horny slut” Dylan yelled. Ellie glanced around at Dylan. His face was hard and his eyes were.