Then she said "if you plan on going naked in front of me or my friends, you will keep your cock shaved." I kind of liked her telling me that way, I d...idn't feel really bossed, but I liked her being tough like that. Then she asked if I could make more precum, I told her I didn't need to, just look at my cock, it was starting to run out again. Steph got another finger full.Our wine glasses were empty so I got up and refilled them. When I got back to the den, Steph asked me if I'd like to watch. Her fingers softly traced my skin along a bandage I hadn't noticed. What happened to me?She stood up and started to pull away. I reached out to catch her, and she caught my hand instead. Through a dry throat I croaked, "Don't leave."She smiled back down at me. "I can't stay all night. I have other patients to attend to."I pulled her hand back up to my face and rubbed it against my cheek. "Soft," I said quietly.She stood close while I held her hand. The look on her face became curious and I. While I struggled with my sexual explorations I remember trying on my mother’s panties and spanking myself with various objects. I would be submissive then I would do my best to fight those submissive tendency’s and become the domain man I thought I was supposed to be. I have to mention the size of my penis. Honestly when I’m hard I’m 4. 5 inches give or take but when it’s flaccid its very tiny, barely and inch and sometimes even creeps back into my body depending on how cold it is. It has. No talking, do you understand?"Spence and I looked at one another. "Do you understand?" Orlando Laredo repeated."Yes, Sir," we said in unison. We sat at our desks with our backs to each other. What was the purpose of the hearing? Obviously, it concerned our dancing with Marcy Cochran. But we had done nothing wrong. Still, the possibilities of being punished weighed heavily on my mind. I found it difficult to concentrate, thinking of what pleasure the Colonel would take in depriving me of.