I craved for his kisses on my loose bossoms and mentioned him the wish. But he denied saying it was a punishment that he won’t kiss my boobs.In the ...xcitement of foreplay, the punishment had slipped off my head. I was reminded of the punishment when my ass cheeks were hit with a wooden scale (which I later came to know about). He asked me to count and after it was 8 he reasoned the spanks as the number of times I touched him while stripping.After he punishment session, he planted kisses on my. The door I had come in by, opened again, and a tall, efficient-looking man came in. He looked at where I was sitting, did a double-take, then laughed.“Mr Freeman, I think we have the right man. Welcome to the company.”He came over and offered his hand in welcome. I stood and took it, shaking it formally. “Nice to meet you, sir. You have a military air about you; Is that significant?”“Indeed? Would you care to go further in that observation?”“Rank? Sergeant, I would say; not a trooper like me.. They could drift into the jungle, if the army pulls into the village," she suggested."Well that would be a real good plan for sure," I said. "Can you get us a couple of bicycles. We need a cover story. I think a couple of newly weds on a bicycle trip would be a good cover. Of course that means we will have to leave all these cute weapons behind. I am going to hate that," I said."Jerrod get a good nights sleep, we will be leaving in the morning for that little town where the sect is located. By. One of the changes I had made was to ensure my quarters were no different from theirs, which gave me a little room to beef up their space while I stole from mine. I know it’s tradition to have the captain’s quarters be the most luxurious on the ship, but I didn’t need private space any more than they did, and I liked the message it sent. If I was going to get respect, I wasn’t going to get it just because I could dictate nice digs on the ship. I’d have to earn it, and to me that meant I shared.