She had on that same white shirt and short pink miniskirt that she had on when I first met her. On one of the rides, the Zipper, where you are in this...cage and you are whipped upside down, she ended up grabbing onto my thigh to hold on. It felt so good having her warm hand on such a private area. It send sparks of sexual electricity up my spine. I also grabbed onto the inside of her thigh. It was so smooth and hot. I knew she felt something too. When it was dark out, we went for a walk through. Sadly,the weekend was a quiet one as far as activity in C's bedroom was concerned,but we had fantastic sex as I recounted my tale.Mrs.L decided to show me what she had bought;three new pairs of sexy panties. I sugested that she should wear a pair that day so that I could dream about them until I could peel them off her body later but she surprised me somewhat as she told me that they were for the next time we listened out for obvious sex noises from nextdoor.I then said that she hadn't really. " I gave him every dirty job, extra duty, rode his ass. He did everything I told him to with that stupid half grin of his, like he thought it was funny. It was driving me crazy." I did something I hadn't done in years. I engineered a scene where I was riding him hard in front of the other recruits. I was giving him shit and asked him if he was scared of me." The little half grin was back. 'No sir, Top, I'm not. I respect you, but I don't fear you.'" I was losing control. I told him and the rest. "James took the point of the knife and slowly lowered it to Paul's crotchthen nicked his scrotum, drawing blood. "Maybe castration is in order. Messyfor sure but I have a little cook's blow torch in the kitchen so youprobably won't bleed out. Sound fun?"Paul's eyes went wide and he flopped back on the bed, the agony of thescrotal cut and the threat of losing his balls too much. James grinned andquickly stood up and got dressed. He was angry that Paul had interrupted himmore than anything else..