”“That’s right.”I giggled. “I can’t believe I’m being recruited by the Confederacy. I’ll be all ready to go in a jiffy.”“You’re ...ot being recruited by the Confederacy, Jean,” the Commander said.“I’m being drafted?” I snapped to attention and saluted. “Make me a sergeant and gimme the booze.” I always wanted an excuse to say that. Well, they just looked at each other and didn’t return my salute. I wondered if I was doing it wrong. Finally, Petty Officer First Class Fuller spoke up.“You’re not. Loosely connected to the main cabin, and connected with covered walkways which according to the law made them all "one building", were four smaller four and five room "cabins". They had been built to house married children and their families. Each had a bathroom with composting toilet, a sitting room and several bedrooms. Kitchen and dining room facilities for the complex were housed in the main cabin.Sibyl worked for the firm Randy's family owned, and at one time Randy had been her supervisor.. "Clench your cunt, Bitch! Your alpha's cum is starting to seep out."I clenched for all my aching sex was worth, which wasn't much. The effort made my cunt even colder but I held back the warming mass.Connie placed the bowl beneath my spread knees. "Okay, Silvee, let it go." Uuugghhhh." I exhaled. My clenched, inner muscles relaxed, and Kane's cum dribbled out, returning to the cold bowl."You did good, Silvee." Connie cooed. She even patted my head.I grimaced, feeling the not very warmed over. Unable to cum, unable to scream out, unable to move, and unable to do anything but take my punishment. Soon the vibrations stopped and I heard her come back into the room. She thanked for the beers and had hoped I had fun without her since I was doing such a good job before she got there. My natural instinct was to argue with her, tell her I was just so horny with anticipation of her arrival, tell her I didnt get that wet until she spanked me, but I felt helpless being gagged. I was truly out.