My first assignment was in a public relations unit for the US Army. The Army recruiter, who had tried unsuccessfully to hit on me, said I would be a p...rfect fit for the Army public relations unit because I had “model quality good looks” and I was naturally outgoing. I didn’t see myself as a model and I sure didn’t think I was any more beautiful than any other girl, but I was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth and turn down an opportunity to learn new skills that might benefit me later in. I kiss your legs, then run my tongue over your clit, taking it into my mouth, licking it as you moan louder. Knelt before you, my tongue flicking in and out your wet pussy, faster, deeper, as your orgasm grows inside you, I stop, teasing you, wanting to prolong your orgasm, then slowly start again licking you slowly. I feel the urgency as you thrust your mouth against my mouth. I stop again, undoing my jeans, and letting my throbbing cock get some air. You grasp my cock, running your fingers up. They did start to cuddle a bit as I was laying on top of Jake with my back to his stomach. Steven had his right arm over Britney's shoulder as she was leaning down on his shoulder. “You don't mind if we just stay for a little while do you?” Britney asked. “No, we're OK. Stay as long as you want, spend the night if you want,” I replied. “But where will I sleep though?” Jake whispered. Then I kissed him. “With me on the bed, naked,” I whispered back. His dick got very hard all of the sudden. He. I'd learned not to cry a long time ago. Not asking why took a little longer, but all of my questions went away eventually. That's what it is to be a slave. I was numb now, except in my dreams, and numbness is a thing you can't understand until you feel it. Until it consumes you. Becomes you."You go on television today." There was the clattering of a metal tray being shoved under the bars, kicked towards me so that the cold hard rice was caught and tumbled off to flake on the floor.I scrambled.