PreludeSpending 60 days in country on my first time with Zero Section of the CIA’s SOG section and surprisingly it was boring. Composed mostly of wa...tching, listening and looking at some local nationals for intel on possible operations when you saw her. 5’2 Redhead semi-shapely woman in PT shorts, black unit shirt and a PT belt. Her stature and what not didn’t intrigue me at the time what caught my eye at the time it was something I couldn’t place my hand on. During a routine humanitarian aid. Twenty men, even on foot, leave quite a distinct trail. We even saw signs of some blood drops, so we knew we were headed in the right direction. The dogs spotted the blood first, and that told them what we were hunting. They set a brisk pace that Josh and I followed. At that rate, if the wounded men stayed with the rest, we should have no problem in catching up to them, even when they reached their horses.We were out of sight of the Jimson's house when we came to where the Indians had left. The last thing he wanted was another blow-up with their daughter listening in.He was pretty sure that Trudy had saved him dinner in the refrigerator. He didn't really want any, but he took a look, anyway. "Whew! She did save some." If she'd been really angry, she would've dumped it down the disposal. He decided to save it for lunch on Saturday.Frank set his briefcase in the usual corner. He took off his jacket and slung it over his shoulder and loosened his tie. He stopped at Margaret's door. Strike after strike they come over my back. I am panting and wiggling now. My back feels like fire as strike after strike falls upon on my back. Page 2 Master B wants more entertainment so He comes forward with a crop and Master T moves away. Master B attacks my ass with that crop. I am moaning and groaning in pain now feeling each strike on my ass, making it more on fire. I am struggling against the chains and trying my best to keep my breathing down. My pussy is getting.