Married ho, mai zor sa hansna lagi, maina koe joke to nahi sunaya thora ghusa main boli, acha choro mai tumharee kaya madad kar saktee hoain. Hain bus... kuch nahi tum mujha achee lagi isee leya milna chale ae. Nahi asa to koe kisee sa nahi milta jab tak jan pahchan na ho, to is main kon see baree baat hai ab bana latee hoain, phir be mujha kuch to pata chala tum ho kon or muj sa kaya chahatee ho or asa mara ghar par quain a gae. Such bataon to mujha us ki batoon sa dar lagna laga tha, vo bohat. Then the torture began some sort of pyramid coil was applied to my nipples and breasts pulling my nipples forward stretching the skin to the fullest i feared it hurt like hell but the crop still under my chin always the pain came more as if let the second feeling fain as a set of arms held me up then from up above, me a set of large rings were lowered then that’s all I remembered. I awoke to a hazy gaze as i came around what had happened to me. I tried to look around to feel a steel posture. It meant that they had a colonial ship idle but that couldn't be helped. The opportunity here was just too good."Sorry, sir?" Maxwell asked."A Major and a Lieutenant to tell you what to do, Gunny." McTavish laughed at the Gunny's stony expression. "Mustn't ever forget the Lieutenant. She'll make you salute her for hours if you do." I heard that, Major," a female voice came from a nearby doorway. Maxwell was taken aback by the woman who walked through the door. She was gorgeous; long blonde. Eoric could read that the twinkle in her eyes was due to the affect her appearance was obviously having on him. She had been scrubbed clean and the lustre to her hair suggested hours of brushing. Sarah and Gemma had dressed her in a plain linen smock that did little to hide the small breasts that stood proudly, high on her chest. As Eoric looked he saw the little points of her nipples harden and poke at the linen covering them. The only flaw in the overall picture of loveliness was the.