Under the sting of the silk, her clit stood up proudly at the top of her slit, her juices ran freely, and between the engorged lips of her pussy her t...ny hole opened and invited me in.Something told me a change in tactics was called for. I tried putting the glove on my right hand, of course it wouldn't fit, but I made do and began kneading her breasts making sure the gloved material made contact with her supple flesh.Alice resorted to what can only be described as guttural grunts when I moved. "Navy, how many gunners?"The corporal in charge of the platoon of sailors came to some sort of attention-like manoeuvre that made even the Civil Service officer wince. "Six, Sir!"Dammit. "How many can lay a gun?" A planet-side cannon, Sir? Nobody here."Not good news. Still, they'd know how to load the damned thing, which meant their muscle could be used."Hollister, send your four Forward Artillery Directors to the Marines. Marines, protect their asses, they're going to be protecting yours." At. [Early on the whole process of adjustments scared the hell out of me, making me the device they needed, the high value fucker]6. [And the scope of training extended to more than one subject at a time because time was of the essence]7. [Besides, initially, the effort for growing penis size was painful offset by the wonder of using the thing in Lilly for training purposes; It was worth it, fucking was awesome]8. [On and on, slowly moving the process from privacy to public there was an effort to. " What's stopping you?”Obey your Master."I don't know. It’s there. I can feel it. But it won't come." Yes," he said with a chuckle. "That's the guarantee we put in. We want to make sure that this is what you want and not what you're being forced to do. So, if you want to cum you must ask to cum.”“What?" Basically, if you want to be my slave, you must ask to be my slave. We're just using your orgasm as a metaphor.”Her body was on overload. She needed this orgasm. What it meant terrified her, but.