Then I'd learned that like everything else about Sandra Gartman, thewatch was only a part of a costume designed to hide the real person. Thereal Mrs. ...artman had no gender. It was a raving, power hungry monsterthat only cared about its own interests."I need to go, Charles," said the monster. "I shouldn't be away tooextremely long. I'll call if it looks like I'll be delayed." How long is too long?" Swanson asked, sounding annoyed. "I really needyou here. Why don't you call, make an excuse to. It was then I realized I could not move my arm to do so. My eyes flew open and I became immediately aware of why. It seems that Marsha had taken advantage of my nap and had chained and cuffed me to the table. Not only that but she had open and adjusted my arms and legs so that I was almost spread eagled on the table with my ass raised up in the air. It was one of the tables where the legs part opens and she had also adjusted that part. ‘What the hell do you think you are doing slave, release me. He then told me to lift up my robe and show him my fat bum. Again i did as I was told. I pulled my robe up and over my ass showing him my shaved cunt and spread ass. He told me to relax, and reached for a small bottle of lube. He explained that Steve was coming over and that tonight he would be fucking my ass, and that they had been discussing for a week or so at work. Petes job was to get my ass lubed and open ready for Steve. I didnt know what to say, the idea that Pete and Steve were talking. The second lesson was a primer on Sa'arm ground forces and tactics. It was clear that individually they were not dangerous, but the hive mind and their sheer size they shared made them dangerous, especially as all Sa'arm in an area could sense what one could. Hit and run tactics would be the only way to fight them if we were outnumbered.I exited the second lesson a bit depressed to find Meiko waiting for me and holding a tray with breakfast. She smiled shyly and then indicated that she was.