." Yes ma'am I'm your obiedient sissy boy." At this point I'm thinking...wow I could dominate these two or be dominated in return. My cock is slick wi...h her spit from bobbing her head on my cock.. Mike is busy eating out my asshole. I reach back and push his head deeper into my asscrack and say to him.." Toungefuck my asshole, clean it up good sissy boy." Mike moans and rims me and darts in and out of my asshole with his tounge. I say to Becky, "Mike tells me that you swallow loads, but can't. “I want to introduce you to Ensign Rob Porter, Confederacy Navy. He’s going to be assigned to you as a replacement, at least until FA can get someone out here for you more permanently.” I shook hands with Ensign Porter.“How about we discuss this in the back?” I nodded to the door of the team room.“Sure, lead the way,” the Colonel replied.As we walked back Ensign Porter’s eyes were scanning all around the Sheep Pen taking everything in. He seemed pretty surprised by the place. I ushered everyone. ”“Bobby seems like a nice boy. Where’d they say they were going?”“They didn’t, so it’s either his bed or hers,” replied Alexandra. “Thank God she’s got Jim’s brains, because I think she spent this entire past year with her legs in the air.”“No, really? Has she been going out with him all that time?”“Pretty much. He is a nice kid, even if he’s a giant, walking hormone.”“How so?”“Well - and this is pretty good - a few months ago, sometime around Christmas, I went out to dinner with this fellow,. " Your sure?" asked Bert sharply."The Professor is not on board this shuttle," repeated the AI."Oh shit!" said Bert, his face screwing up in frustration.Consuelo looked at Bert as he swore, "There's a problem?" The Professor isn't on board," said Bert before looking upwards. "Is anyone else missing?" he asked."No other volunteer is missing," reported the AI, "but the Professor's concubine is absent."Bert slumped down on the nearest box and rubbed his temples, how had that happened? And more.