James hit his leg again and Adam shrieked. He then placed the baton over Adams other leg and raised it.“No! I don’t know any secrets!” He was sc...eaming.James brought the baton down with vicious force causing a loud crack and eliciting another shriek from Adam. He thrashed about on the bed while the two soldiers held him down. Lynn turned her head.“The secret Adam. What do you know and how did you find out?”Through his tears, Adam sobbed out his story.“I don’t know any secret. I told her that to. No fudging way..." Doug gulped. "Y-You're making it up... this isjust stress, is all!" Oh yeah?" Mfalme grinned as he whipped out his phone. "Head on over toyour scratching post and get on your knees."Doug glared at him defiantly... yet he began to walk. It was like anirresistable urge, an itch that HAD to be scratched. Once there, helowered himself down to his knees. Mfalme chuckled as he readied hisphone to record."Now, give us a big smile and start scratching it, like a good littlekitty.". " Two of the girls began to cry, and the others looked like they did not believe him. "I don't have any clothes for you, right now, so we will have to make do with the sheets in this room. Put you shirts back on, and we'll work from there."Fire Bringer pulled the sheets from the bed and used his knife to cut them in pieces large enough to cover the girls when they pulled the cloth over their heads through the slits he cut in the cloth. None of the girls were fashionably dressed, but they were. My legs carried me fast. My skin felt tighter and tighter as I came closer and closer. The slender brunette stiffened. Her head turned as if she looked for something. The blonde shuddered, nipples dimpling the front of her sweater.The felt me.I hurried faster. I hunched my shoulders as I passed them. I just needed to take a few more steps and—“Becky!” a familiar voice called out. Harry, from my Psychology 101 class where Professor Rider had sucked me off and fucked me before everyone, spotted.