It surprised me, but I sort of liked it. Maybe it was the alcohol effecting my libido. She continued to talk with me, and she started to touch my han... and then arm. Then I knew she was coming on to me when she leaned over to whisper something to me and she "accidentally" brushed my breast. She leaned over again, this time he hand lingered longer on my breast. I found myself pushing my breast toward her hand. I really liked how it felt. At one point I had to use the bathroom, and she came. ..” Donna tried to plead.“Shhhh,” Ninon said as she placed a finger on the lips of Donna. “Too late for pleading now. You had your chance. Now just undergo your punishment.”Ninon went back to the drawer and picked up some clamps and a white thin rope. She went back to the sobbing Donna and felt up her pussy.“Please Mrs. Bondain, ... Please no...” Donna pleaded fearing the clamps and what was to come.“It’s not wise to talk, that will just increase your punishment.” Ninon said as she inspected. I put them over my face, laid on my bed, and jackedd off and came in and in an instant. Hard, very thick and hard. I came with her panties, crotch, stuffed in my mouth. I cleaned up, felt like shit for doing this thing, and was going to put her things back where I found them. But I got hard again. Always thinking with one thing lol.I went through her plastic bin with the clean bras and panties, I took them all out before I could try and stop myself. She had bikinis, bikini briefs, hipsters, boy. I knocked on the door and a voice inside bade us enter. We were soon in the presence of the illustrious army officer."I say, chaps! How do I look?" Lt. Lawrence said. Sherman and I stood there aghast at what we saw."You look lovely," I finally ventured to say. "Are you on your way to a costume ball?" Standing in front of a full length mirror, Lt. Lawrence was attired in an Egyptian belly dancer costume. It looked really quite fetching on him."Well, no," Lt. Lawrence replied. "The higher-ups.