‘What about me!’ ‘Are you going to go for imperial citizenship?’ He asked. She didn’t answer, instead she threw the kit bag at him to carry....He shrugged and followed. But he was forced to stop when she hesitated at the docking bay door. She turned and said, ‘We land tonight and we won’t be unloading until tomorrow, shall we go for a drink?’ ‘Yeh sure,’ John replied slightly stunned, ‘Fine,’ She smiled, ‘Wear you new uniform,’ The landing was rough. The port was a flat open plain just outside. Then she decided crying might be closer to what she actually felt.She wanted to be the one on the receiving end of that mighty male prick of Ted's! She wanted to feel that cock drilling deep into her cunt, cleansing?her of the unnatural longings that Beth had stirred;?that Don had aroused. A throbbingly alive, all-male, virile prick flicking her was the only antidote for her.And Beth was the one getting laid.She knew she should have closed the door. Maybe standing guard in the hail for the two. She cried out and gasped for air while she had the chance and he took the opportunity to force her ruined underwear into her mouth and then stuck the tape back in place again.Then leaving her whimpering to herself, he moved down to her feet and unzipping her boots, he pulled them off and flung them aside. ?I am quite sure, slut? he said coldly as he peeled of what was left of her tights, cut them in half and tied them around her ankles, ?that I must have told you how much I dislike these. Carla has obviously been here before as he stands legs apart while Ros fastens his hands and then then his ankles with leather straps. “Would you like the same Charles?,” she asks as he watches on.“Do it for me honey, your pleasure is my pleasure,” I tell him as he readily complies and Ros straps him in. The two men are facing each other at ninety-degrees and comparing each other’s bodies.Ros has a bowl full of ice cubes close by, takes one in each hand rubs one on each of Carla’s nipples, his.