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Flight Lieutenant Sue Miles was dragged along the corridor of the prisoner holding centre. Her pussy still ached with it's recent fucking. The butt plug the major had secured in her ass, made her feel as if he were still in her.
They reached a secure door, Sgt Bishop unlocked it and they ushered her inside. The room was cold and clinical, brick walls white washed, hard tan linoleum covered the floor. There was a plastic chair an unscreened shower cubicle. A low bare bed and a sink. light came from a single caged light bulb.
John released her arms, "Get undressed!" he ordered.
They watched as she slowly undid her uniform jacket, she put it on the chair. She tried not to look at them as she undid the RAF blue grey skirt and let it fall down her aching legs. Her breath still noisily snorted through her nose, as her mouth was still full of her own soiled panties, secured with adhesive tape. Now she undid her black tie and threw it down. She undid her light blue service blouse and let it fall. She was left in ruined black stockings, black suspender belt. Butt plug. Her breasts two large free stiff mounds. She undid her torn bra and placed it on the chair. She let her arms drop and faced them defiantly.
"Take the rest off!"
She kicked her service shoes off. They watched as she unhooked then rolled each soiled stocking down her strong shapely legs.
This left her in her impromptu gag and butt plug.
John walked over and tore the tape off her mouth. She stood still as he grasped the end of her pants and drew them out of her mouth. She took a deep breath. relieved.
"You will shower and rest. The interrogation will continue later."
John gathered up her clothes. They turned to leave.
"Wait! please what about this thing in my bottom?"
Dave turned smiling. "Well I think the Major will be very angry if we or you, remove it, I don't think we want to make him angry do you?"
"N... no" she muttered.
"Well best leave well alone then. See you soon."
They left. she found shampoo, soap and tooth paste and brush in a plastic bag. She felt exhausted. The first thing she did was brush her teeth to get rid of the awful taste in her mouth. She thought of Joan and hoped she was Ok. The shower was hot and refreshing.
She washed around the butt plug. She desperately wanted to take it out.
She remembered the orgasm she had had when the Major had analy raped her. She shuddered as she touched it. No man had made her come before, No woman had made her come like that. Part of her ached to come like that again. She shook her head in disbelief.
What was happening to her, how could she be turned on by any of this abuse? Her mind flashed back to Cpl Wright struggling beneath her. Thrills coursed through her. Her soapy hand strayed to her pussy. She was becoming depraved, she was sure. Her thighs gripped her hand. Water coursed down her heavy breasts and off her now rigid nipples. She suddenly thought 'perhaps they're watching' she wouldn't put it past them. She withdrew her hand. No she wouldn't give them the pleasure.
Sergeants Dave Bishop and John Peters went back to the office, They had some coffee and a smoke. They sifted through all the letters they had gathered from Flight Lieutenant Miles's flat.
John opened one.
'... Anyway things are going well now I miss you and the other girls. a lot actually, my thoughts are always with you. though when I wake up damp and Franks not around. My thoughts are defiantly with you.
The Babies 6 weeks old now. I'm all milk and hormones.
Franks happy I haven't told him he's not the dad, it would ruin everything.'
'Who knows it could have been him? do you think? no not really.
oh well. I'm sure when it comes he'll be too over the moon to notice. I'll write again soon. my love as always Liz.'
He looked at the date, four weeks ago. He found the front page.
No address, he sought out Sue's filofax, he went through the address section. Bingo!
Lt. Elizabeth Hall, Culdrose Medical centre, RNAS Culdrose, Cornwall.
He showed it to Dave they had a chuckle. Dave picked up the phone, "I'll get some transport" he stated.
Two hours later at Culdrose Medical centre Lieutenant Liz Hall put the phone down herself.
One of her old friends from the Tri service hockey squad had just told her of the arrests. She desperately tried to think how she could be caught up in this. Suddenly she remembered the letter to Sue.
She turned to one of the other Naval nurses she worked with.
"I have to Pop out a minute Ok?" She nodded.
Outside Liz made her way to the phone by the Naafi. She phoned Joan, No answer. She tried Sue no answer she was sweating now. She went back to work. Then excused herself.
and went home.
Liz was 5'6" with a chest of 42"DD since the baby. She was 34 years old and kept herself very fit, I suppose you would say she was stocky. She had auburn hair cut quite short.
She picked up her 10 week old son from the créche and hurried home. She got to the front door of her Married quarter, got the key in the lock.
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BROCK “Loose!” I roared, and a hundred siege engines released at once, sending great boulders into the air. Those that were launched from the trebuchets tumbled as they arced, those that were launched from the catapults flew unspinning upon a line-drive path. The trebuchet boulders rained into Mid Fort, and the catapult boulders smashed into its walls, caving in the final few lengths of its eastern-facing side, revealing the inner sanctum, the citadel, and the high tower. Debris blasted in...
BROCK “…I don’t know what is custom for Highlanders, or royalty, but in the tribes—in the Terdini anyway—well, the Protaki as well, and those of the Northern Pines… goddamn it.” I growled to myself, took a deep breath, and tried again. “My queen, Yavara. I know that I am unworthy… no, confidence, Brock. Yavara—too informal? Confidence. Yavara…” I assessed the area around me, then brushed some of the dirt away from the floor of my tent, and got to one knee. “Yavara, I don’t know what is...
ADRIANNA I immediately locked down my thoughts, shutting Yavara out from even the most banal of my musings. She pouted her lips. “I was only trying to see what you were dreaming about.” Though I was groggy with alcohol, I could smell the wine fresh on her breath. She’d already been drinking, and it wasn’t even eight in the morning. “How did you get in here?!” I snapped, my breath tight in my chest. “Last I checked, this is my castle.” Yavara tittered. “And if you must know, I used the...
Chapter Fifty-Five LEVERIA I awoke to an explosion. Metal screeched, then banged, and I was suddenly hurled from my bed, and smashed into a wall. My head smacked against the stones, my teeth clicked, and whatever sleepiness remained left in my brain was shot out with a concussive thud. My blurred vision made out a pair of orange eyes, each of them bulging and trembling with wrath. “Good morning, Yavara.” I groaned. “What did you do?!” She snarled. I blinked, trying to focus my vision....