I waved her over. “You look good Marianne,” I said. “I mean for someone who knows from experience how absolutely miserable I am.”We’d talked...a lot over the months since my divorce from Stacey. She acted as kind of an emotional anchor for me as I had once acted as one for her.“So what’s up?” she said, plopping down on the stool next to mine. “Anything new?”“No nothing special. I’ve decided to get me another place. I gotta get outta that house. I’ve only stayed in it this long for the kid’s sake.. It was a teary-eyed womanwhose butt cheeks finally settled onto the rough wooden seat of the chair. Mom's ankles were clamped to the chair's front legs, spreading herthighs apart so there was some access to her well-fucked cunt for more fun andgames of the painful type. Her arms, cuffed at the wrists, were yanked up andthen pulled over and down the back of the chair forcing her to arch her back andmore importantly, stick out her big tits. Her cuffs were chained to a ringlocated on the back of. " she sighed."No really, I only hesitated because I was shocked someone with your beauty would have to ask the question. If you were my wife I certainly would worship you." I said. She went silent. I felt like I crossed a line. After several minutes she looked at me and smiled. "Did you mean what you said?" she asked."Yes, of course." I answered. "You can call me Sarah." she said.After an hour or so we pulled up to the Beach House. To her it was a beach house, to me it was as big as a castle.. ”“Ship?”“Yes, My Prime?”“Could you display a video of the outside on the holo in the lounge?”“I have a recording of you and your wives arriving a short while ago. Would that suffice?”“Yeah, I think so. You might queue up other videos of Security and us arriving and leaving while we are discussing the first video.” Then quietly to his wife, “I hope I’m being overly cautious, but better to expect trouble than for it to be a surprise.“Okay, who gets to tell them?” he quietly asked his Clan.