I could feel my balls tightening, I was getting close to cumming. I really didn't want to, but my cock had a mind of its own. My balls were full with ...wo weeks worth of cum. I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I think he could too as his the hand massaging my balls stopped and began to squeeze them, not too hard, just right and he began to suck a little harder like he was hungry for my load. I briefly wondered how many other men he'd done this too.Now was the time to say something,. Well not really! Jane pulls her car into the motor pool parking lot, walks into the motor pool, out the back in a black staff car to a secure building across the base. The car pulls into the basement garage, this older guy opens her door, guides her into the building and into this big room. She sits down, the man who had guided her from her car says “ms. Reilly my name is Adam! I am your control agent, I will look at your assignments, decide if you can do them safe and return to us here at. You're too much of a treasure to release," her grip tightened more.I attempted to struggle but it was far too late; I let her into my mind as a lure, I should have been able to take her by surprise, leaving her tied up and submissive and me in her body, in control of her as she was now in control of me. I attempted to move, but the purse straps held down my hands and she controlled me like a puppet. Air was becoming a necessity."Are you mine?" her voice echoed in my mind like a clap of. )(Let her wear it, Little One?)(My husband, you haven't called me that in ages. Of course, let her wear it!)"Sister Monica, I have a cassock in the car. It would certainly be more concealing than that 'gown'."Sister Monica considered it for a moment. "I never thought about it but the cassock would be perfect. There is nothing more protective than to wrap oneself in the cloth."Father Tim retrieved the vestment from his car. The sister took it from there; helping Jeff remove the requested.