I gave him the final excuse and leaned in a bit closer, allowing him to close the final distance before our lips met in a kiss. Fire leapt through my ...eins and heat flashed over me with that simple, tender touch. He began kissing me a little harder, a bit more urgently, and turned in his chair so that he could cup his left hand under my jaw and hold our mouths closer. We began breathing harder with the passion of the kiss, and his hand left my jaw to caress my neck until he held the back of it,. " You, fairy, you are a McCarthur?"I nod."You, lift the hood over its mouth, but leave its eyes covered." Yes, Madam." My hood is raised. I breathe in the fresh air. Oh itfeels so good."You, sissy, stick out your tongue."I stick out my signature forked tongue."Very nice. Very nice indeed." Are you branded? Where?"I nod, I speak, I am afraid to, but it was a direct question. "My ass,mistress."I am immediately spun around and bent over. The platoon commandercaresses my brand with her. No one humiliated anybody else, and I thought that went along with being a cuck. Marcia and Deb had gotten lots of ‘pussy time’ and Lisa had gotten me several times, which I knew made her very happy.To my surprise, Jeremy and David were the first to join me in the kitchen. They expressed their appreciation for being included.Jeremy said, “I can imagine what it must be like for you to watch us fucking with Ash and Chris, your girlfriends. I need to tell you in that regard that we like the girls. ‘Shana!’ Cromwell cried. ‘At last. Where have you been?’ His wife looked at him wanly. ‘Honey, I’m really tired.’ She clambered into bed beside him and closed her eyes. She actually seemed to snuggle close. Cromwell stared at her incredulously. ‘Shana, it’s –‘ he glanced at the bedside clock — ‘it’s 3 a.m.! Where have you been?’ ‘mm not sure,’ she mumbled, without opening her eyes. ‘Thin’ I wzz ‘ducted. These two men. . . put me ‘n van.’ ‘WHAT!’ He sprang up in bed. ‘What? I mean, how? Who? Did.