Of course our weekends weren’t always spent at my house naked. We attended social events and the occasional business parties together. We take one v...cation a year together and one separately to keep our individuality. As I mentioned earlier, we attend swing parties from time-to-time and watch each other with other people but rarely played together with other people. We love these parties but have to be very discrete because of our professional lives. These parties allow us to keep the openness. "Candidate," he put emphasis on the word, "just what other mission do you think you have here?"Lenore regarded him through narrowed eyes. "I will not discuss it with you, Midshipman. Please excuse me, I have an airplane to catch."Shiplett stood taller. "No, Candidate, I think you will come with me. I don't believe I can tolerate insubordination and you have refused to answer a direct question."Lenore stared at him, incredulously. "Shiplett, you are making one hell of a mistake, and I am. Thanks to the little blue pill, I was filled again and again and again. My pussy was so full and so slick with cum that it no longer offered any resistance or friction, just loud squishing and wet slapping sounds, as they sloshed their cocks through the cum pool. I knew what would they would want next and I was worried given their insatiable appetites. They untied my ankles from the corners of the bed and folded my legs back toward the head board, spreading and retying my ankles, exposing both. “Tell me what you are?”“What do you mean?”I slapped her twice across the face, then grabbed her big beautiful tits and began to squeeze and twist them. “Tell me what you are?”With tears running down her face, “I’m a slut.”“You are more than a slut. You are just a nasty cum dump. Aren’t you?”“Yes Mr. Stone, I am.”“Just address me as Sir. So do you prefer cum in your cunt or asshole?”“My pussy Sir.”“You no longer have a pussy. You have a cunt. So has anyone cum in your asshole.”“Yes Sir a lot but.