I'm fighting back tears yet again. I can hear him sigh in agitation and my shoulders begin to shake just a little bit. I begin to sob quietly. The nex...t thing I know, my Master's naked body is pressed against my back, his erection pressing against my thigh."Do you understand why I did what I did?" He asks me quietly, pushing against me just slightly."Yes Master." I whine in response, straining back against him gently."Ask for forgiveness then, slut." His voice breaks with this sentence. "You. . I purred as I climbed into my satiny bed and spread myself wide for him. I wanted him to look at me. I laid there brazenly exposed and I was loving every second of it as I could feel his eyes moving over me even though I was blindfolded. My body felt like it was on fire. Then I felt his lips on mine. He kissed me deeply and I tasted his tongue with my own sucking on it and nibbling on his lower lip. I could feel his face, rough from a couple days of growth scratching against my neck as he. I ignored her n sat alone in a seat.Five minutes later she came n sat next to me. She was wearing tight t shirt n her cleavage was visible. She smiled at me and her boobs gave me an instant hardon. Though she was a real babe i never touched her when we were together. I was so decent . But now I am a big pervert and had sexperiences with both girls n boys. Now after sitting dumb for sometime she started speaking how are u and all other bull shit. We spoke for a few min and I asked her y she. This was dramatically different from any military recruiting done previously. It gave me a chuckle, to think that this had a strong socialist underpinning that would benefit the men as well as our cause.All of the acceptable men were given money, depending on their monetary situation, and told where and when to report. This was another very odd way of doing things. Other outfits would never see some of the men or money again. We had the benefit of knowing who would be coming back, and who.