My bra kept me decent, but it felt good to show at least a small part if my tit. We kept drinking and the conversation kept coming back to my tattoo. ... We settled the tab and as we walked out of the bar, two of the girls suggested we go around the corner to check out the new tattoo parlor. I resisted, but they talked me into it. I guess I got caught up in the moment and found myself sitting in a semi-private stall with my bra off and one tit covered, but the other one was being fondled and. I had the biggest of my breast forms in the cups of the bra. As happenssometimes, well pretty often, I felt my friend stir. I couldn't help butbecome aroused. How could someone not looking like this, feeling this? Ithought. I rose from the bed and went into my, Mitchell's, bedroom. I checked thecomputers date: Sunday, November 2.The last thing I remember was going to bed on Wednesday night, the 29thof October, this meant it was a Sunday. So three full days and nights. What did she do? Or, did I. Yes our captors treated us very well which further confounded me...Flashback – Jack – Undisclosed locationThe damn L.Cpl. wouldn't stop making noise so I shocked him again. He tried to flop like a fish but was restrained too tightly and couldn't move but it did knock his ass out again. I was sure glad Banzai never tested this damn Frankenprod on me!We were making good time toward the coast and our upcoming exfiltration from this God forsaken desert. I let my mind wander to thoughts of Russian. ” “Nice try, that will be almost a month. Lets see what I can do with my left hand. Go up to the bedroom and strip, I’ll be up shortly.” Following Deb’s orders, I went to our bedroom and took off all my clothes- folding them neatly on the bed. Deb came in a few minutes holding the dreaded paddle in her left hand. She had me bend over the bed and took up position to begin the paddling. Normally, she would commence any punishment without delay but she was taking her time, scoping out the target..