I explained that Miriam had never joined me on camp, and that had led to a sort of separation, but that we were now back as a couple."My word Dewey, y...u certainly can pick them. Your Aldershot 'wife' was tasty, but your real wife is a stunner!"Toby Belcher had me to thank for saving his arse over the Christmas when he had been the worse for wear with drink. It would have meant dismissal from the army if he had been found drunk on duty, and he owed me, and the lads on guard with me, a great. Despite myself my cock was rock hard in its silk panties stained with my own cum. 3 weeks earlier I had told my wife we were broke and that my business was finished. She had been quite calm and had gone out of the house to think things over. On her return she had some bags and had clearly been shopping but before I could say anything she looked at me and spoke, “Do you love me?” I nodded. “Do you accept you have been at fault for our predicament?” Again I nodded. “Do you agree you need to fix. "Hello?" A minute later he opened the door, I guess I forgot to lock it. There I was, 4 fingers deep in my pussy, completely exposed, my knees resting on the side of the stall, and my eyes were closed. I was quietly moaning to myself I didn't even notice him there. The door closed. He started rubbing his cock from outside his jeans. I was completely oblivious to the man's presence. I then shoved all five fingers in my pussy. I screamed in pleasure. The man unzipped his jeans, and started. “Not around the navel, like Logan’s slave Zena?” asked Colin referring to the most successful scout of recent times.“No, Sir,” said Yana.“Or how about around your left nipple, so that the mark is over your heart,” suggested Colin with a smirk.“Sir!” exclaimed Yana as her face began to turn bright red.“You are aware, Captain,” said Adele, “that a slave mark has to be visible at all times?”“Yes,” replied Colin raising an eyebrow in query.“Well that would mean that Yana would have to display her.