So he kept doing what he does.”“Does he believe you now?” Page asks, not sure why she still has fresh bruises.Lisa nods. “I make sure to apply... everything he teaches me. I do everything he wants; no matter how much it disgusts me. I don’t let him see one bit of emotion.”“Then why the bruises?” the woman asks, pressing.“Because he enjoys doing it,” she answers. “Once he started believing me, he stopped breaking bones.”“I can’t do that,” Page says in a near whisper. “I can’t endure that.”“Then. The more she climbed the more I climbed and I did everything possible to hold off but finally could hold no longer and began to shoot my white hot seed deep into her pussy. The feeling me cumming was enough to bring her to her peak and she exploded with an orgasm more intense than the first one. Her pussy convulsed and tightened so tight around my cock that it felt like she was milking my balls of every last drop they contained. Coming down from our sexual high, we collapsed onto the sand. . Then the Admiral invaded my mind again.'All right hotshot, what the hell do you think you're doing, anyway.'"I think the jig is up," I said loudly to everyone.'I don't care who you are or what you think you are smuggling, I warned you what would happen if I found out! Damn it! Off my station, right now. You can deal with the Permethians yourself.'With that we felt the ship move on auto tractor beams towards the lunch bay.Bonnie mind spoke next, "Admiral, you do this, and you will be reduced to. ..bare breasted and bare bellied in front of this horrible fat man...her hands over breasts, covering her huge brown nipples from teh gaze of the man."Ohhhhhhhhhh!" he grunted, his hand seeming to rub a huge bulge in the from of his long white shirt. That couldn't be his penis, I thought, it reached up almost half way to his chest..."Drop your hands girl, do you think I have never seen the tits of a married Swedish wife?" he snapped.My wife stood there and slowly lowered her hands to her sides,.