She lost sight of him as she pulled it over her head, the humiliation taking a toll on her as she put her dress neatly on a chair, shivering in the co...ol air in her undergarments. She looked at Lord Michael, his hand casually stroking his prick that protruded from his pants without shame. She could almost feel his prick in her hand, forced to service it while she kneeled submissively at his feet.Lord Michael looked at her body in her undergarments, from the sheen of her naked legs to the pale. Norbert had always been a talented officer, but a notorious slacker all thesame. He was hell on his troops, a bit of a bully even, screaming at them andmaking them attempt almost impossible tasks, but when it came to paperworkand analytical stuff, Norb spent a lot of time in his office smoking joints,reading "Sports Illustrated" and staring out the window. Important reportswould remain undone under a "Penthouse" centerfold. When Norb had been turned down for his promotion to first lieutenant,. .. before the plague and all the wars..." She looked at her new watch, and her mind again began to go over the wondrous last half-hour... After the airlock door had sealed behind them, she and Lynda had been led to a series of small chambers where they lost everything from their old existence. The eight other women from the special ops team had stripped naked with them, and then there were a number of brief but intense exposures to UV light and full-body sprays and washes that left Jennifer. Then she threw her sandals into that direction of the darkness.Bright light flooded the room, and a squinting Jasmine saw that the room was much smaller than she had envisioned. To her horror she saw that she was not alone in the chamber. Some very large plants also occupied the enclosure. They were much larger versions of the shrubs, which had fascinated her earlier. "Those must be great grow-lights they have up there," she mused, trying to bolster her courage.The velvet-leafed plants had.