"Okay. Spread out and get the job done."The two women watched as the scouts moved off across the bleak desert land. There was little cover and progres... was slow. Maeve had com contact with the group, and Pru had her wrist com in place. She called Luther Mies at his Case Operator office."Luther, are you recording this operation?" Of course Pru. Anything I can do?" Just keep an eye out and, if you notice anything, let me know right away. What's your opinion of what we're doing?" I think you're. I attempted to strike her harder than I had ever whipped someone before. And the first strike cemented that. I could feel it in my arm, and she felt it too. Her legs went straight out and her body fell under her reaction. But I wasn’t going to stop…I struck her seven more times like that. Each one was harder than the first. On the seventh strike it broke the skin slightly but there was no bleeding...she might have wanted more…but physically, she couldn’t take it.There was a small amount. They seemed friendly enough and they gave me a quick low down on how things went in the morning.The base manager would come round at seven and hand you your delivery sheet for the day and you’d then pick your keys up from the key safe and head off to your collection point, so far it all sounded real simple. By ten past seven everyone had been given a run except me and I was called into the office.“Hi, take a seat” the dark haired girl behind the desk invited me to sit opposite her on the other. Pita grinned. She flipped up my skirt, her greedy hands reaching for my panties tented by my cock. The gray fabric stretched to constrain my girth. The tip pulsed with my heartbeat, precum leaking out against my stomach.“What a beautiful thing,” Pita whispered. She stroked her finger up to the tip of my cock. I groaned as she circled it. Her touch was exquisite. Pleasure shot down my cock to my pussy. My back arched. My breath quickened. This heat rippled through me. My head tossed from side to.