He chokes, gags but finally swallows most of it.Linus questions, "What's next?"I sign, "We wait..."Present – Glen – In the tunnelsAfter the shock ...f the fake Marine I decide it's damn time for me to vet all the 'Marines' that are here. I look at Hammer and ask, "Well, since you caught the first bogus Marine, do you want to help me interview the rest of them?"Hammer answers, "Heel och aye, Ah can spo' a fake a kilometer awa'."Jennifer suggests, "Daddy, you should coordinate with the TSIFFTS. I'm not into her in that way, but I have no problem with this. She softly runs her fingers over them and it feels great, then she gently strokes my clit and I know I'm gonna be getting wet soon. "I shall shave my hair to look like yours. It is very pretty." "Really? I just trim it because it's easier to deal with." Her smile is very inviting. "It is...lovely." With that, she rubs my clit a little harder and I can't stop a small moan from escaping. She exhales sharply, and once again I realize. He had a wide-angle camera on the ceiling, which could view the whole room and 3 cameras behind one way mirrors that could zoom to where he could count the hairs on their heads. The cameras could be directed and focused individually and afforded no privacy for his slaves."Slut is a cool one, She has already sized the situation up. Although Slut did not like being beat, nothing he had done had terrorized her like every other women he had enslaved. He knew he would have to be very careful with. He braced her body with his knee as he opened the douche and attached the nozzle and then worked to get it between her pussy lips and up inside of her, she moaned as he pressed it inside of her and then squeezed its contents to clean her out. He let her sit there for a few moments while the douche dripped out of her and then grabbed a hand towel and patted her pussy dry before he carried her back to the table and lay her on her back. He set about confining her tits first, as he snaked the soft.