"Such a good girl! I suggest that you prove yourself right now and dive under the table to suck your Master! Maybe I'll release you from these painful...clamps when you've pleased Me well.Hesitatingly she crawled under the table and found My allready hard member and started to suck it ..... She sure did a good job, and proved she did suck a lot of cock, I exploded in her mouth and told her not to swallow and come up from under the table and kneel beside Me on the floor with her full mouth open so. He needed more troops there and he needed them now."Get me Colonel Cargill," he told his communications terminal.Cargill was the commander of the Eden division. Like all of the high commanders of the MPG, Cargill had been briefed in on the plot to eventually seize the planet from WestHem some years before. He was an outstanding leader and an enthusiastic supporter of the plot. He came online within seconds of his hail. "Cargill here, General," he said."How many troops do we have on the base,. His 7 inch dick bounced with his movements it curved up and as I grew used to the light I saw they all had tiny feathers rather than hair. He picked at my shirt with his lower hands as I tried to copy the arm movement of his upper arms. I figured what the Hell, I am the only one dresse, and pulled it over my head and tossed it away. He felt under my arms as if looking for my missing set of arms concern on his face, “How cute,” I thought “he thinks I might be an amputee.” I burst out laughing. The next day was a Wednesday. Other than a trig quiz and an in-class writing assignment, the day's workload was fairly light. After spending an hour or so going over my class notes and adding a thing or three (yes, I take academics seriously; sue me), I headed over to the library. Not for any books, mind you; the library coffee cart made the best coffee available on campus.For a blustery November afternoon, the library lobby was surprisingly empty. I spotted Cara in a corner, and headed over.