She raises my bound hands above my head, and secures them to theheadboard.Jennifer lays on top of me, and strokes my face, while staring into myeyes.H...r long black hair is hanging down, and brushing my face, as I stareinto her big brown eyes. She leans down and kisses me with passion, herteeth grab on to my lower lip, and she tugs, splitting the skin insidemy lip.I can feel her clitty get hard as it slips between my thighs. My assstings every time she grinds her hips down."I want to shove my. ? Fifty-two days ago, Donnie had ordered Stuart toget ?I FUCK LITTLE BOYS? tattooed in bright colors on his left buttock, forabout a $140 fee. The price of an orgasm? Thirty-three days ago, rightbefore his company beach trip, Stuart had spent seven thousand dollars to havethe tattoo lasered off?and there was still a bright red mark. Stu looked atDonnie with furrowed brows. ?The key, mister. We?vehad enough of this. I?m going to talk to your dad about this if it keeps up?? Donnie looked. Someone might wonder why a civilian woman was traveling so much on government transportation but a WAC Captain won't draw attention."He was right, as he was about so many things. I blended in with the other WAC's, WASP's and WAVES' and was able to move about without drawing too much attention. It also allowed me to meet more than one cute female in uniform who was attracted to other girls, including a senior WAC on the SHAPE staff I spent many a night with in London. My orders also permitted. He was from Sweden and sometimes his accent could be hilarious. She was looking at the floor (and wondering whether or not to take her leather boots off or not), when she felt it. Something cool, hard on her wrist. No, AROUND her wrist. Then a series of small clicks. “Ohhh…is…is that..” she began, looking up at him. “It is!…” A new series of clicks. She could not believe this. Her boss hand just put her in chains, and they were still in the hallway. This was for real, she had come on her own,.