His abilities, the microcellular computers masquerading as a virus in his brain, had been calibrated for the mission. His body was a perfectly tuned m...chine. His reflexes and movements honed to a razor's edge. Unlike Afghanistan, he could now handle the flow of information. A detailed map of the facility was available at a thought. Surveillance from the alien ship overhead, and a small gnat-like probe scouting ahead of him, provided continuous updates.The suit mitigated any heat signature and. “You have earned no reward, worm,” she sneered. “Please me and I shall consider it.”“Of course, Mistress,” he fell to his knees and started crawling across the floor toward her. “Whatever my mistress desires.”She watched him approach with hooded, malevolent eyes. “Bring me the paddle, my pet.” Her smile was slow and hungry. “You know the one.”De Sade swallowed against the spike of sweet fear that rolled across his flesh and changed direction to crawl over to the special cabinet. The double. He listened to my sighs and gasps and started to caress my inner thigh. "Do you like having your pussy licked Danni?" he asked. "Oh yes, I love it, can't you tell?" It seemed a silly question but then he asked "May I have a go?" I wasn't ready for that question and didn't answer straight away but then Sandra came up for air and said it was OK with her, so I said "Yes. OK."Sandra asked if I was sure I wanted him to, I assured her I was OK with it so he lowered my leg and Sandra moved back out of. It hurt didn’t it?”“Yes, it did.”“Look here.” He point his finger on his own nipple, then the other. I leaned closer and parted the chest hair; I found marks like mine but even more pronounced, larger, and uglier when I found them.I put my fingers on each nipple in turn, touching the marks around them. “How?” I leaned in and kissed each one. “You were captured weren’t you? And … tortured.”“Yes, there and other places I don’t like to think about. It was a dark time. So, when I saw what was.