An SS NCO. Damn, they really modeled their whole force on the historical Schutzstaffel, Hitler’s bodyguard that morphed into a massive state within ... state. Clever of them in a sort of low animal cunning fashion, I suppose,” Ismail sneered as he took down an SS corporal.“Let’s just keep sniping until they are close enough for our BARs. Pretty neat that you found three workable Browning Automatic Rifles, by the way. And the magazines for them. In more recent years, they might be obsolete, but. Yeh baat lagbag ek saal phaley ke h jb main 12th main tha maa aksar ek tailor keya jaya karti thi jo toda dur tha hamare ghr se liken tha sunsan jagah par tha ek baar us tailor me maa ka blouse bhr toda sa dela sil diya tha jis pe ko bht gussa aye or mere se boli Maa: dekh beta is bhar bhi is saleem ke bachee ne delha blouse sila hMain: maa toda sa he toh difference hai zada delha nhi hai par maa ka gussaMaa: use kyaa hota h delha hai toh delha hai abhi jati huye uske pass khabar lete hun. Their stories were similar to mine. All had shown some interest in slavery, whether by attending a fetish night at a club, role-playing in an online chat room, or simply allowing a boyfriend to tie them up, and shortly thereafter had been forcibly abducted and brought here. They were resigned to their fate, although hardly enthusiastic about it - there was little appealing, one remarked, in attending training classes all day and being periodically raped as a diversion. They knew no more than I. The shacks were gone, so no one used the road except Estavante's thugs. All our people were going to have to hump nylon packs filled with law rockets through the jungle. I certainly hoped that they would take their medicine before they tried that. I planned to start the aspirin a day regiment immediately. It might not help, but it sure as hell couldn't hurt. Unless I got shot of course. I was actually more afraid of a stroke from the jungle jaunt, than being shot. Hey I knew even then, that I.