I made one last call to the Oldham house and was told Ned had not arrived. Mr. Oldham told me to go to bed, that he would update me about Ned's wherea...outs in the morning. I don't think Dale or Carter ever knew that I was missing from the room. I couldn't go to sleep. What if Ned was in a ditch, marooned in the car, freezing?After a short night's sleep, I was awakened at six A.M. by Carter. He told me that Dale, being the ranking cadet present, had been called downstairs to consult with Colonel. "Good slave master, may I have a moment ofyour time?" he asks. "In private?" he says looking pointedly at the twogirls.You consider then nod dismissively at Khali and Yohsl. The girls scurryfrom the curtained alcove as the servant enters. He tugs upon a leash.The curtains open again and you see that the leash ends at a collararound a slim slave girls' neck. She is dressed in flimsy silks thatdrape revealingly over the rounded contours of her body. A loin cloth andjeweled brassiere give her. I meant to call you Sir.’ He let go of my hair, throwing my head forward as he did so, releasing my nipple with a vicious twist. ‘Now answer me.’ ‘Yes, Sir, I like sucking cock.’ ‘Good…because you are going to suck my cock Annie. You are going to suck it until your throat is raw.’ Jean Claude began rubbing the head of his tool around my lips. It was taking every amount of will power I had not to stick my tongue out and flick it across his head. ‘But there will be one difference here Annie. I’ve. His pants now around his ankles, he fucked her ass like he needed to release all his pent up frustration throughout the week. It was an obscene moment, her in a new designer skirt suit getting fucked by him wearing a cheap Target outfit. She relished the difference between their stations at work. She reached under and made him switch holes."You missed out on a fuck," she whispered."Yeah?" he asked, grinning.Letting him fuck her, or rather empowering him in this way, felt bizarre but exciting..