1. The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 3


    Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    into the wall. There was medical equipment in stainless steel or chrome the likes of which I have never seen before. It was designed to swing out over the raised padded table on which I would recline in comfort. The actual procedure might be boring to some because a person has to remain perfectly still and quiet with nothing to do but listen to music. I meditated working a painting in my mind while the ultra-precise pulsating variable-wave length band cold laser painlessly did its job on my pussy......... After my procedure, the Doctor invited us into his private office for some light refreshments. He asked politely and we couldn’t refuse such a request; John is an Enforcer and it simply is not done. There were a few light desserts including fruit or yogurt to go with our coffee or tea. Mary sat quietly while he and I talked. Dr. Andrews is friendly and charming and soon had me completely relaxed and at ease. He genuinely wanted to know all about me. Like Matthew, John remembered everything I told him in the two hours we chatted....goodness where did the time go. Before we left Dr. Andrew hugged and kissed Mary’s lips as before, tugging her ponytail playfully and giving her bottom a little pat. John then turned to me, studying me thoughtfully before he pointed to the carpet at his feet. I immediately got on my knees with my hand crossed behind my back. He lifted my chin with his hand to look into my eyes, “You are a treasure, my dear Chastity; you have very nice manners and ...
    a gentle and caring way about you. Bless your parents; they raised you well.......welcome to our Community. Mary and I had a light dinner; both of us ordered the salmon steak and a garden salad. We had several glasses of a nice dry white wine with our meal. We quietly talked about all that happened that day, but especially about the Community. We lost all track of time. It was quite late when I got home. Donald snoring loudly on the couch with a half full pizza box on his stomach and a couple of empty pint whiskey bottles on the floor next to him......that’s my husband, charming as ever. The thoughts of dancing in his office that morning carried to my dreams that evening when I was alone in bed, missing being held in my lover’s strong arms. I dreamt I was naked save for my pearls. My hair was put up in the same loose wavy bun. My Master was wearing his camouflage fatigues with spit shined combat boots. We were in a seemingly endless ballroom dancing on a pink marble floor with red granite Corinthian columns reaching to the sky. These magnificent columns supported a breathtaking dome carved from a mountain of the clearest transparent quartz crystal that was laced with veins of the purest brightest gold that could only have been found in heaven itself. The people were dressed similarly from the time of Queen Victoria of England. The women were beautiful in their gorgeous colorful flowing ballroom gowns of silk and satin brocade festooned with ribbons, bows or costly gems. Their ...