The swivel chair in the cockpit spun very quickly, and he had a state of the art cleaning droid that kept the ship clean and made his bed every mornin.... The guest quarters and disco room was large and could handle a decent party, not that he had ever had one. But the toilet was his favourite, having a feature that wiped his ass and having a monitor built into the door so he could sit there, watch porn and wank himself as much as he wanted, while the computer did the piloting. The second half of. These she used on Perkins, attaching him to her previous seat. Taking the cup, she filled it with water and then threw it onto Perkins's face, the shock of the cold water bringing him around.Perkins tried his bonds and then glared at Susan. "So what happens now? Are you going to call your friends to interrogate me? Just to put me in front of a firing squad. It ain't gonna happen lady. All you're going to get is name rank and serial number." He sounded defiant, but the sweat on his face belied. “That’s OK - Charly and I go a long way back" - it turns out that the BDSM community around here is surprisingly small.Justine’s boss removed one hand from squeezing her right breast to tip her head forward. “Just do it - don’t answer back!”“OK, Yes” murmured Justine, lowering her face to the phone.“Yes What?” demanded her Master. “Yes, Sir” replied Justy slobbering all over the phone.“Open wide, you nasty sub, now take the whole fuckin’ thing… and no cumming until He tells you to. I think. ”“Okay baby; don’t go anywhere.” I smile.I look through my bag, but cannot find the keys. I wonder if we even took them with us.I look into Sara’s eyes.“No keys here.”My little slut--used like a whore is in panic over some silly keys.“Sorry baby can’t find them.”“What we do?” Sara cries.“Knock Knock!”Sara’s eyes pop open wide.“Someone is at the door,” she whispers loudly. “Please don’t open it,” she begs.Knock Knock!“Please don’t open the door they will see me here!”“I will cover you up with.