And thisis where my troubles began because I'd foolishly made the acquaintanceof Miss Emma Reid - She Who Must Be Obeyed.-----------------------------...--------A few days passed by since that initial encounter. Emma moved in to hernew room and Jill bitched about it non stop. I couldn't hold aconversation with her without hearing how stuck up Emma Reid was; howshe wore nothing but black; how she had too many suit cases full of toomuch stuff; how she looked down at Jill as if she was beneath her. I. Then, I remembered a rumor that some rebels may have mines or devices which triggered the "Kill Switch". Our leaders vehemently denied such a device was even possible; let alone scrubby colonists from the edges of the Republic could make one. That definitely had to be the answer if THEY denied it THAT MUCH!Now came the real dilemma faced by all military commanders to let my troops die without knowing when or why or trust they will not freak out and murder us all. A real leader would not tell. She was carefully led, still wearing her head bondage, tothe shower room. There her gag and neck corset were removed. She felt alatex finger on her lips signaling her to remain silent and afteracknowledging the command with a slight nod, her blindfold and the hoodwere removed.The lights of the shower room were bright. Linda could see that she hadtwo fetish clad helpers. Both were dressed in full body latex suitsdesigned to look like nurses' uniforms. Their heads were clad in fullface hoods. It was still shiny from being inside a wet pussy and the room had the odor of pussy. You know, that specific smell of a woman’s excited flesh. As I looked more, Rebecca’s pretty shaved pussy was also all shiny and wet. Rebecca was lying there sleeping with a sweet smile on her face. I was shocked at what I saw. Rebecca was certainly an adorable, cute girl but she always seemed to be shy and quiet. Never in my dirtiest dreams could I ever think that Rebecca was being such a whore.Rebecca had.