The following day was a total contrast pouring rain so sat in my room reading, a knock at the door broke the silence “come in” it was Jake “I th...ught you might like a cup of tea” he was really a god looking lad in the day light and that Irish accent well now I know I like a younger man but he looked like he was only on solids, sitting on the bed he chatted away “this weather is unreal” I said Jake replied “ah bit it a wee bit of water will clear in a while” that was it I didn’t care if he was. "You're still lusting after Nicki, aren't you boy?" "Y..y..yes Mistress." I bit my lip. I was so horny, so hot. I was sure there was a damp patch in the crotch of my jeans. "But you're mine, aren't you Boy?" "Yes Mistress." "I think you need to prove that to me." "Yes Mistress." "Go over to the cross." He went without question. He knew what was expected. He raised his arms and spread his legs, so they formed a cross that mirrored the wooden one. There were leather shackles at his wrists and. The whisky was Canadian but entirely adequate and I let Miranda have a swig (and one of the cigars) and I took two swigs before leaving the rest to Sean.One of the staff captains climbed on-board and after having a nice gawk at our bevy of disturbingly under-clad female cargo, directed us around to the back side of a nearby hill where the local hospital tents had been set up. Chomping our stogies for dramatic effect, Miranda and I discharged our half-frozen ladies into the hands of some Army. How she loved it, loved the hot, wet licking sensation of his tongue moving up and down her body! Barbara writhed like a snake, her nipples getting hard, itchy. If she had the time she would have taken her dress off completely and let the animal go crazy over her body. But there was no time. She felt her cunt burning, sizzling under the animal's ferocious sexual attack. She was going to cum! Barbara knew it, could feel it."Uhhhhhhhh..."She drew her legs together, rubbing the spit-slicked flesh.