They were willing to die with me. It touched my heart. I stared out at all of them assembled in the basement. How had I stirred such loyalty in them? ...as it my wish? Did they crave the pleasure of my touch this much? Or was it genuine?I think it was genuine. I could see it in their eyes. I had never loved anyone before. I had always just thought of myself, but how could I not return these women's feelings. What a shame it was all about to end. The Theocracy was knocking on the doors. The same. "I see you like that."I nodded enthusiastically. I wanted her to continue. Forever."What are you doing, Lucy?" said Marilyn still on the pool's edge. I sighed. That was surely the end of this."Come here!" urged Lucy.Marilyn came over."Look," said Lucy and pointed down.Marilyn sank under the water."Shit!" she said with amazement after she came up. "How old are you?" Fourteen," I answered again."Shit!" she repeated. "Just fourteen with a thing like that. Can I hold it?"I shrugged noncommittally.. “Please…” I whispered.I felt the breeze as the compartment I crawled in through opened. “For that, you’ll count an extra twenty.”I began crying in earnest, but I didn’t let any sound escape. “The total count will be one hundred. Then I will use both of your holes. You’ll also spend the rest of the day with a butt plug in. Hopefully this will encourage you to learn your lesson.”There was only one thing to say. “Yes master, thank you master.”“You’ll count out each slap and beg me for more. If you. "I wanted to point out the fact that not so long ago he was a redundant Butterbar but wisely held my tongue. The Captain said, "Well, get your asses to the roof."I was going to refuse and the Butterbar beat me to it when he reminded, "Sir! We will comply with that order as soon as Sgt. Reynolds is on the transport back to the base. Sir, would you like to make the call or should I?"He shook his head and said, "Hell you do it, I have more important things to do."He left for the roof, I looked at.