She'd never asked such an embarrassing question before,even when he'd been acting as her slave, and to have to answer her was badenough, but in front ...f this other slave was just about the most humiliatingexperience of his life. ?Come along! I don't want to have to wait all day foryour answer.' ?No mistress', Tony replied, blushing from his forehead to his toes. ?Well that will never do. I've just cleaned you up and already you're thinkingabout dirtying yourself up again.' She walked over to. He started to imagine what she looked like. As he imagined, his small erect cock pulsed and pre-cum pooled at the tip. She saw how the sticky clear liquid pooled at the tip of his small erection. She loved how it looked; how the tiny droplet of sexual stimulation just stayed there on the tip of his small hardness. She felt the warm glide of more of her own stimulation flow inside her small opening as she wondered what his pre-cum tasted like. She knew it was time to show him herself.She. There's a little black jacket to go with it, but it's toosmall to pull around me, and hide my breasts.. this time I know I lookmore like a hooker than a secretary.I hurriedly do my hair and make-up in the mirror, keeping that toneddown at least, then follow Chanteuse to the door, slightly re-assured bythe fact she's wearing her skirt again. Luckily the lift is empty apartfrom us all the way down, but striding out into reception, everyonelooks at us. Chanteuse smiles and walks proudly through. "When I came into the Center, I was directed to the conference room. Inside there were two lieutenants and a lieutenant commander with the Chief. That's a lot of brass. They had me sit at the head of the table so that we could all easily see each other. The taller of the lieutenants turned off the lights and an Internet map appeared on the projection screen.He began, "Here is what we know. Authentic S&R signals have been received. We have also received human Intel that some captives are being.