"I'll be back in a few minutes. If you haven't fixed the cardboard by then, I'll screw a board in place." It took nearly ten minutes to hand cut the p...y in the gloom of his workshop and drill holes for the screws. Ms. Jones had all but given up her feeble attempt at fixing the cardboard and stood crying and shivering in the cold. Rain had soaked all her clothing and her usually well-coifed hair hung down in wet strands. Darkness had descended."Sorry, I'm being a trouble," she murmured, "I. "Very well. I am Major General Edwards, United States Marine Corps."The teenager nodded. "Stand by."The screen went blank briefly.When the picture returned there was an American naval officer standing there. She had one of those high school jackets draped on her shoulders, covering her rank.Smart move. That forces me to think about her as somebody besides an American officer."Good morning, Major General Edwards. I have been informed you are representing the Pentagon for this conference." That. This was only so they could use her as a heavy punching bag. They wore gloves so as not tp hurt their hand. Some of the men took turns trying to see how far they could lift her off the floor by kicking her in her cunt. The record was two feet. The old man said "Okay boys enough fun let's get serious.They cut Gail down but only to strap her to a chair and ram a metal dildo up her cunt and heavy metal clamps were snapped onto her nipples. They put a gag in her mouth so she would not bite her. Shaking it out she gently laid my undershirt along the table before lying on top of it keeping her legs together and allowing them to hang over the end of the desk."Ah much better," she sighed playing with one of the sleeves. "Plus, now my desk smells like you. Now don't you have something you should be doing?" she asked as she flashed me a radiant, if eager, smile. Unfortunately I was still too stunned to move."Come on Charles, " Helen continued in a sultry voice while using one hand to toy.