The woman screamed lustfully, arched her back and threw her head back. “See?”“20%! You are right, senior officer!”“Good, now continue.” Ts...nami ordered stoically.“40%, 60%, 80%, 100%!”Tsunami held the redhead, trembling from her orgasm. As the deletion-strings kicking in, she whispered into her ear.“Offense against officer – termination.”A moment later the redhead disappeared in light-show.Tsunami then turned to the exit but stopped.“Look” She said to young officer “This is one of the special. He was out of place. What was he doing here anyhow? Sweating and feeling uncomfortable, that was what he was doing here. Get up and leave? Not yet, damn it.The poetry. Remember the poetry. Why? Maybe it'll take your mind off this damn nervousness. He began tapping the rhythm on the tabletop. The singsong syllables struggled to emerge from his larynx, then he set them free and chanted. First under his breath, then with growing confidence as the power took hold of him. The woman had turned around. ”“Apologize to me.”“I apologize.”“Sir.”“What?”He didn’t say anything, just looked at her until she lowered her head and said “I apologize, Sir.”“Very well. But I will not be so lenient if it happens again. Proceed.”Laura began her questioning again. After a minute or two, he stopped stroking the sub’s head and pointed at his crotch where his cock was pressing against his pants. The sub began to unzip his pants, and then took his cock from its prison. Holding it gently in her left hand, she took. I talked her into some of it by convincing her it was really for Larus. “Just imagine the look on his face when he sees you in this,” I giggled, adding some lingerie to the pile in a clothing shop where I’d insisted on buying her at least one fancy dress. The gown didn’t quite fit perfectly, and we didn’t have time to have it altered, but Arathea assured me she could sew reasonably well and would be able to make the adjustments herself.The store’s proprietor looked scandalised that I was buying.