When he came into the kitchen l made sure he got a good sight of them and then couldn’t believe what he said ‘very nice tits mrs c, we heard you...in your bedroom yesterday playing with yourself, maybe you’d like to be fucked proper’ l was a bit shocked at first, taken aback, thinking about them listening to me, it kinda turned me on though and made me smile almost automatically. He saw me smiling and at that he came closer and started to massage one of my breasts, l knew l should tell him. "Session complete, prepare for the resumption of gravity." As the AI's voice reverberated off the metal walls the man calmly flipped over so that he was correctly orientated and as the gravity was slowly returned he allowed his body to drift downwards, the floor once more became the floor rather than just another flat surface.Albert Murray really enjoyed reflex training in free fall and working with the AI was faster than using a human opponent. Not as tricky, the Marine Commander was willing. 'Don't fucking move.’ He stood and went to pick up the tie. Back at the bed, he dragged Lydia to one side, forced her hands above her head and wrapped the tie around her wrists before securing it to the brass headboard.Lydia, fully into the role play, tried to kick him and she wriggled in a half-hearted struggle. If she carried on like that, Joe would tie her feet to the bottom of the bed.Climbing onto the bed, Joe knelt between Lydia’s legs. He not only forced them apart but spread her thighs. Maybe, just maybe, I might get a post when I was slightly older. I hoped so. George, the gentleman’s gentleman who would be arriving today, had been educated with me in the same household. We could talk about literature and the arts. The servants working with me couldn’t understand my interest in the library or the paintings in the long gallery. To them books and paintings were awkward objects that had to be dusted. George’s master, Sir Henry, had recently inherited one of the family titles.