Each rub felt like a cattle prod in her crotch. No, that wasn’t really right. But she didn’t know what it felt LIKE. But it hurt. And still felt g...od in a super-hyper-sensitive way. But it mostly hurt.“Ahhhh, unnngghh,” continued Jess’ groaning but it got her no relief.Jess thrashed and suffered through for quite some time. Enough time to recall a Mistress named Heather doing something similar to her. It sucked then, too. Did Heather contact Emma somehow? No, that wasn’t possible. Was it?“Eeee!. I felt like dumping her right then and there but I had an idea, wouldn’t it be more fun to teach her to suck my cock just the way I like it!!! There could be an opportunity here?Dawn E-mailed me the next morning apologizing for her performance the night before. She ended her E mail with “I’ll do anything to keep you happy”. I decided her first training session would begin that night. I invited her over and bought a good sized eight inch dildo for her first lesson. I told Dawn I would teach her. I pulled on the light vest, shirt, pants and boots then the military grade body armor with five stars painted on it and a Red horizontal patch.I went over the instructions with Melinda and Hanna and the camera men one more time. I gave them a general idea for a news breaking story as soon as we the stopped at the sites and the operation began.I received a text from Max Grover, he and Toby Nash were at the Bagnolet Air Force base in my G5. I wanted it there to spirit away any important prisoners. I can easily see the road from the living room and remained naked up until the time I saw the truck pull up. The drivers are always in a big hurry making it seem safe to give him a quick look. I hurriedly wet my hair and grabbed a somewhat small towel. He rang the doorbell and since I had the door open with only the storm door closed, I yelled out, " Be right there". I held the towel up to me to make it look as though he interrupted me taking a shower and opened the storm door and told him.