“No,” I gasped, my mind flooding with a rush of sensations. “No, no. Not yet.”“What?” she gasped.The serpentine monster’s shifted its bo...y, a coil pressing between my thighs. The electricity raced up and down my legs, curling my toes and caressing my pussy. My cunt clenched, and I bucked against it, squeezing my thighs about its muscular torso. It slid up my thighs, the scales caressing me almost as deliciously as its electricity.It pressed against my pussy, pushing my chainmail loincloth to. " Why not? Who would know? Doesn't really matter though, you've been a bad girl and you know what happens when you're bad. You are to be punished for each day you didn't wear it and according to John, that's been 3 days...", he said with an air of authority - cool and calm.Linda looked at him. How could he know? How could John know? But looking at his face she knew that they had already talked about this and that she was going to be punished. The thought sent a delicious shiver down her spine.. .more murmuring , then I was being prompted to get out from under the table ! I wiped my face then made to finish my drink. Your dress was more or less made respectable then Greg started leading us all upstairs. Sandwiched between two guys I could see their hands on your bare bum , your flexing wet slit a sight to behold as I followed. Jim's room was nearest and we all piled in. You sat heavily on the bed as trousers slid down in front of you, erections springing up, spattering precum over your. “Staff,” he called across the room, “how many odds and sods have we got left up here?”A Staff Sergeant looked up from a screen he was studying, “Effectives here are nine,” he said, “with about another dozen sick, lame and lazy.”“Who’s the senior effective?”“Sergeant Young, he’s helping out down in the armoury,” The Staff Sergeant looked at Paula and smiled, “Want me to get him for you, Sir?”“Don’t bother bringing him here,” replied the Major, “Just get him down to the flight deck with the rest.