I pulled on some knee socks feeling the material ride against my thigh, making me feel deliciously naughty.In a moment of madness, I picked up my phon... and took a picture of myself. I sent the picture to two people, my two best friends, one a guy and one a girl. I decided to see if they would reply before I continued. It took only a few seconds for them to reply. She replied with a large red heart and he replied with a short message.“I’d do you.”I felt my cock stiffen even more.I decided to. ”Easy for him to say!“So this is about BAC and their military stuff?”“That’s part of it. When you reach eighteen and take charge of the company, you’ll be a powerful and influential man. If the Russians or the Americans or the French were able to turn you somehow, you’d be a very valuable asset for them. I mean, you recently helped topple a government.”I thought at first he was referring to Libya, which he definitely shouldn’t have known about. Thankfully Harry saved me from putting my foot in. “You are every bit as beautiful as you were in my memory all these weeks,” he said.She cocked her head. “I take it, you cannot spend the night ashore?”He shook his head with regret. Before he could answer, she put her hand on his arm.“I understand, my darling. I shall not be selfish. We shall have time in Portsmouth, and then en route to Gibraltar. I am patient. You are worth the wait.”Together, they joined Sir Richard at his table in the common room. Once they were seated, the head waiter. Many times I have crossed the main dining room in the course ofmy duties and paused to stare at the half-naked servant standing alongone side, breeches completely removed, buttocks red with angry blistersfrom the thin cane or leather strap. It would seem to me that it must beeven worse for the men than for the women, both because the men are inthe minority here, making the few who are punished feel more select andembarrassed, and because I have yet to see a single whipped man who'sorgan isn't.