Peter finished his soda and said, “Good luck.”Carrying his glass with him, Peter turned and left the bar. He dumped out the ice, tossed the glass ...nto the trunk, got into his car and drove off. The less time spent in that toxic pit the better. He felt sorry for the people who were stuck there. Hopefully, the guy was smart enough to follow directions. If he wasn’t, there were going to be a lot of malformed babies being born.Texas is normally hot and dry. Dry as in lacking rainfall - as opposed. My toes curled, my back arched, and an “mmm” escaped my lips.Dammit, he knew he had me.I caught a scent like a bloodhound on the hunt.That certainly isn’t coconut oil. What is that smell? Oh shit! Are you kidding me?“Jacob, is that vegetable oil you are marinating me in?”He laughed heartily and said, “I plead the fourth.”“It’s the fifth, dumbass. But I forgive you because that feels so amazing, and you are going to help me wash it all off later.” Another laugh from him asserted his. “Deploy clearing charge!”“Sir, ready, sir!”“Front rank, thrust once then back through the wall!”With the AI controlling their movement our entire front rank thrust their polearms forwards hard before taking two steps back through our ranks, even as the shield wall closed and the clearing charge went off, sending thousands of hardened ball-bearings into the beasts, ripping them to shreds.“Advance!” I ordered and the squad lowered their polearms and pushed forwards to re-take the ground we’d. Now, what I am about to do is to fuck you up the ass. And if you say anything, you will also be chastised again. Unless, of course, you choose to leave, permanently. Are we on the same page, Gus?" Yes, Mistress."Debbie lit another large cigar and attached a strap-on dildo. She put on gloves and applied lubricant around Gus's anal area. Then, with two fingers, she primed his rectum. Gus started to say something, but Debbie reminded him that any more words would result in harsh punishment. She.