"Are you loyal to the United States of America? A country you fought for. A country you watched young boys die for."He licked his lips. "Yes."I stared...at Miranda. "Whatever oaths are sworn, a loyal person does not lay down the loyalty they fostered over a lifetime. Loyalty is not an emotion. Loyalty is not logic. Loyalty is principle! What would you do, First Sergeant, if the United States government revoked the Confederacy treaty, invalidated your oath, and called all its ... loyal citizens. What are you?" I-I-I am a whore from now on Master," I responded."A-A-And you are my pimp and M-M-Master," I added quickly.I took the ten pound and ran downstairs stripping the nighty off as Iwent; when I got into the utility room I quickly dressed and ran out ofthat hell-house to find a taxi. It was three o-clock in the morning bythe time I got home and went to bed. My mind was in turmoil after my twonights of enforced female sexual slavery and it didn't look like he wasgonna let me go yet!The. After all, the plastic prick was only five or six inches long and rather thin as well. "I'm ready Mister -- I mean Alex. Please sir... fuck me with that big cock of yours." Megan sighed and cooed as I began working the vibrator in and out of her. I recalled seeing a strap-on dildo in a porno movie one time, and I wished I had one now. How fun it would be to give her a good hard fucking like a man would. But my friend was certainly enjoying herself. She was rocking on the bed, fucking back. " Since nobody had done anything to me, I was fairly sure we were on track for another first. I couldn't figure out what it was, though, unless she was going to jack me off. Did women know about jacking off?Faye tugged my undershorts downward, pushing my pants ahead of them. She got them past my knees, slipped off my sneakers, and pulled them all the way off. I still had my socks on, but neither of us cared. My prick was all the way up and leaning over backwards. I was looking everywhere but.