I had noticed the rows of planes when we landed. The privates led us through the most mundane buildings on the base they could find before they finall... took us down the flight line.There were two, C130J Super Hercules a much improved version of the one that had carried me with the freight that fateful night from Japan to Korea years ago. This version could go faster, had a better electronics package and could do a lot more than just carry freight.There were thousands of the older C130s still. ”Just as Melissia was about to add to the sarcasm another blow from the whip caught her squarely across her chest. Drachius was clearly enjoying his work. A large red wheal formed across her breasts, the double pains she was experiencing literally took her breath away. ‘What kind of man gets his rocks off doing such things to a woman.’ She thought to herself. She did not know what pain to concentrate on first, the one between her legs or her chest.Several more blows reigned down on her and her. She'd been put in a van, and the driver had taken the two Petty Officers to the Naval Science Institute. Her single bag would be waiting for her at the Transient Quarters (the base hotel, Lenore figured out).Lenore felt conspicuous, in her black Service Dress, and her white Bosun's lanyard on display. Technically speaking, it was a device only supposed to be worn with a dress uniform – Service Dress did not qualify – or while on guard duty, but Lenore had assured Chief Kostowe she'd wear it.The. I place your mask on you. "You've been very inattentive, Slave" "I'm sorry, Mistress" I run my fingers through your hair. "I deserve better, Slave" "Yes, Mistress". I dick slap you with my cock. "Suck it, Bitch!" You grab my cock and wrap your lips around it and deep throat it. "What a good, little Slut" I can hear you sucking so hard on my cock. I enjoy my view for a little while. I pull you by your hair, off of my cock. "Crawl to the couch." I watch you feel your way across the floor to.