The battalion adjutant was a female; a large, well-proportioned woman with a commanding presence and a propensity for squaddies' cock. Captain Kay Mil...s may not have been a nymphomaniac but she was always ready to help out when they were busy. Her husband had set up house with a teenage slapper, and Kay retaliated by shagging her way through the members of 8th Wessex, a task similar to that of painting the Forth Bridge. The battalion personnel changed frequently, with men leaving and recruits. I watched her little bum as she walked ahead of me into the stream."Oh, it's freezing cold!" she gasped as she put her foot in the streaming water."Chicken!" I laughed as I ran pass her into the water. I almost stopped mid-stride. It WAS cold. It was almost ice-water but I couldn't back down now. I had to take a dip. I did and gasped for air as I again surfaced and ran for shore. Thank god for mom taking towels with her. I grabbed one and started to rub myself dry.Mom meanwhile walked into the. “So far, so good,” I said. “I wonder what it looks like from inside. The view is completely different from each box. No wonder the little bastard is going nuts.”“Well,” said Thor, “there’s no sensation of movement, that’s for sure. We’ll have to teleport an accelerometer to be positive, of course. That’ll be one of the big questions when this is reviewed. In the meantime, we need a higher form of life than a half-ounce lizard.” He looked around. “Where’s that cat?”“You keep your goddamn hands. I swear to god. So, what do I start with? Yes, my official position in this world. Many of you want to be doctors, teachers, and lawyers, whatever! But I? I just want to be a useless cum slut. That’s right, I want to be a cum dumpster, forever. And there is only one man, who can officially own me, and that’s the guy who’s shooting this video, Ryan. I’m like his rag doll, every time he feels horny, I’m there to take his cum, irrespective of whether I want it or not. He practically owns me, and I.