She screamed loud as she gingerly stepped out of the shed far enough to grab the door and pull it shut. The ground on her bare feet felt like a cluste... of needles digging into her flesh. She retreated to the safety of the space heaters, starting to cry. She slumped down, seating her bare ass on the floor, her body heaving with sobs of despair. Who could have done this? For a long time she just sat, crying without control. Then she realized it was getting dark outside. The sun was low on. I resisted for now the once pleasant thoughts of destroying her will and making a toy of her flesh, as I had originally intended. There was much more that her mind, enthralled to my will could tell me, but for now I didn't have to stomach to endure that course of action. Her soul would be an evil cesspit, of that I was certain. Already I was tempted to just simply cut her throat and be rid of her ... I would be doing all of humanity a favor, but I needed to make one or two last inquiries. “Trouble,” I sent to them, “need to put on protection.” Protection for Bob and Susie was a coat like affair that went around their bodies protecting their vital organs. It was bulletproof and laser resistant. They were a bit warm for them to wear, but it would keep them fairly safe. We each had similar vests to wear. Trish brought out her vest and extras for the Marines. We also had head gear with built in radios and night vision capability.In the office area, Trish opened the arms room and. You will just have to make some overtime tonight." I reached down, grabbed her under the arms and lifted her up off the bunk. I unbuckled her sexy black belt and then reached behind and lowered the zipper on the back of her dress. The satin fell with a soft rustle onto the floor of the truck. Again, I reached around her and unhooked her black lace bra. It fell to join the satin dress on the floor. The panties came off next. I knelt down in front of this beauty and slowly slid them off. .