The remaining fifty-one entries were numbered in strict alphabetical order of their given names, and a General Audience was held during which the luck... ten numbers were selected. Since these numbers were lucky, the entrants would be referred to by those numbers during the competition. Three months were then allowed for the final tutoring and preparation of the women.The winners were, in order of being drawn, which would also determine the order of testing, numbers twenty-four, fifty-one, nine,. .. ? Two, too!Hands, fingers? ... Got both in the correct number.Feet? ... I feel them both, attached right where they belong. Toes too.Head...Ok. That scared me. My head wounds were legendary, and always came with excruciating pain.Surprisingly there was no head pain this time.Hmmm...Ok ... the big question ... WHO WAS I?That required me to open my eyes and look around until I could gather enough facts to determine who I was, and where I was being treated. I cracked my eyes open and looked. Her skills focused on espionage, though she was an expert with firearms and a collapsible baton. She also has a perfect memory.(As a neat historical side note, there was a real Agent 355 and a real Culper Ring back during the American Revolution. Supposedly, 355 was one of a handful of female spies who reported to Washington.)Including her was a point of contention between Alpha and myself. Near the very beginning of the series, she showed herself less than capable of protecting her charge. She pushed her fake dick in me and pushed deep. She pulled back just till the tip was in and started pounding into my butt. Her thrusts pushed me forward driving Rebeccas dick down my throat. I gagged and wanted to scream, but I kept sucking it. After twenty minutes of fucking Ann was finally tired. She pulled out and got off the bed. I tried to move my legs but they were weak and numb. I was able to move my arms and relax my back some, but not much as Rebecca pushed her rubber dick farther.