Kitty could feel his warm breath on her open sex and suddenly wished he would do something—lick her, fuck her, finger her— anything to bring her to the climax she could feel bubbling inside. She spluttered, tried to swallow but retched again instead. ‘Maisie and I go back a long way,’ the man said in a conversational tone, resting his buttocks against the back of a chair and crossing his arms. But he didn’t stop. Don’t go anywhere.’
The man said calmly, his harsh laugh echoed by the woman. ‘Kitty, that was an order, not a question. His hands were warm and dry, his movements assured. Kitty tried to hold back but it was too late. Standard Army issue.’ The man replied with amusement in his voice. You’d better disconnect the battery, as it won’t be needed for a good few months. Her arms, back, shoulders, hips and legs were aching from being forced into unnatural angles for so many hours but when she tried to flex them burning pains shot through her tortured muscles.
