The smugly confident expression on Roscrow's face made her wetter still. She didn't even understand why. She wanted to claw at his face, scream, and r...un away. She already had a love interest, a private who'd just graduated his training and was out on ballista duty. But the commander's overwhelming dominating presence left her knees too weak to run, her whole body tingling, her heart pounding.Roscrow knew very well she was enjoying his touch. He could feel the wetness of her on his finger. It. ”“You’ve earned it,” Jill said, and then laughed. “I never knew what you saw in him in the first place.”She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “At first he was all sweetness and romance. I mean, he opened doors for me, held hands everywhere we went, always responded to text messages like instantly, bought me presents for everything... He kept doing that stuff, so I just kind of accepted the preaching and going to church. Three years I wasted on that piece of shit.”“Too good to be true,”. I smiled watching as my new slave quivered in the milking stantion, at last she was here and she was mine. It was time to start her training as my lactation slave! I had carefully planned this out for days, right down to the camera positions and the sound levels of the hidden microphones, both in the stall and in the new dungeon I had built in the rear section of the loft. Turning on the recorders I stood and hit the switch closing the garage door. It wouldn’t do for anyone to hear her cries of. Shivers were running through my body, my pussy contracting over and over. -Kelly…-he called.His eyes were staring at me and suddenly his expression changed. I am not sure what it was, but suddenly I felt so uncomfortable and almost transparent.-You seem hot.- he said, with the back of his hand running down my cheek, then he positioned his thumb on my lower lip.-your lips are plumped, and your chest is heaving. –he added lowering his gaze.-Are you horny?Wow…I didn’t not expect that question..