"Your worst nightmare if I choose to be," the stranger answered. "The name is James Lytle. Mister James Lytle to you, sergeant. You are here to answer... questions and convince me why you shouldn't have your discharge changed to dishonorable for cowardice in the face of the enemy." He bent down until his nose was six inches from Jack's face. "Do you understand me, Sergeant?" he hissed.Jack's body reacted to the perceived threat the way it was trained to. With no conscious effort of his own. When we got there it was quite lively, a lot of good-looking guy and girls and a few older people that I didn’t know. I asked Jen who they were and what were people that age doing at a party for mostly Uni students. She told me that this wasn’t a normal night but it was a Sub & Doms party, for the older masters and mistresses to pick new slaves for them to train. I hadn’t realised that she was into that sort of thing, but obviously she was, as suddenly, she left my side and went over and. I pushed him down onto it and we continued kissing our tongues claiming the other’s mouth. We didn’t want to release our lips from this passion, but I had to, to remove his shirt, the first time his beautifully toned upped body was revealed to me. I just looked and admired it in disbelief at how spectacular his body was. Why are all these hot guys bi and single…they can have any hot girl they want! He had perfectly defined pecs and abs, that went to veiny or bumpy, but perfectly smooth. His. Sensing the urgency of his mood the agent made her move. “Go bag him slut,” Trixie ordered her reflection.The restroom door burst open and there stood Agent Trixie Daniels in all her sexy glory. 4’11 and thin her body was tight and glistening with a light sheen of girl sweat. She had left her crop top near the opened restroom door in order to distract Thomas with her perky A cups, but also to facilitate the use of her magic word “Spaded” which would trigger Stryker’s team.“You ready for this.