Her survival of Zack’s paintballs gave her the honored position of Mistress for the remainder of the weekend. She greeted the hunter escorting his t...ird and final quarry. ‘Zack, I’m Sarah. I am an Air Police non-com. I am also now your special hostess and the Mistress for the Day over these bitches. Let me put this last one away. Then we will begin the punishment party.’ She motioned for the topless woman to follow. ‘Come along, loser.’ Sarah was good at her military job, trained equally to. She exchanged a smile and a nod with the head of HR, and then swept back out into the hall.Well, hello handsome, she thought upon seeing the new head of IT lounging in the hall, looking bored, and tapping away on his phone. He was fresh out of college, and even without the whispers floating around the office, she knew he had to have some sort of connection to have landed the job. He was handsome, well-built, and from a few glimpses she’d caught, she suspected he filled out his slacks quite. As it glided along my shaft, and sucking hard for half a minute each time it reached the root, it reached a fifth tentacle to surround my testicles. It squeezed just enough to have a good grip around the sack. My cock penetrated the octopus’ vagina over and over and over. Or you could say the creature’s vagina swallowed my cock over and over, depending on whose eyes were watching. With each successful penetration it sucked a little longer and a little harder. After a long, hard and painful suck. A lot more often!"I laughed with her, and all at once she seemed more friendly. Thatnight, as I drove home, I was excited at the news that I had to tellmom. I had a job, and better, they knew my true status, and had hired meanyway! When I told mom she was at first leery, then warmed up to theidea, telling me that my real education as a girl was about to begin,laughing when I told her that I intended to wear nothing but skirts ordresses. Mom told me that the thrill would wear off quickly, but.