Ibring my bowl of oatmeal to the table but he puts it on the floor next tohim removing the spoon. I am forced to eat my breakfast like his pet dogwith...just my mouth while he fondles my ass and shriveled cock."When you have finished your breakfast clean up and go shower. I amhaving a BBQ today for some friends and someone who is very interested inmeeting you trisha." He tells me as he heads off to watch TV.I step out of the shower and walk into the bedroom to see my clothes forthe day laid out.. ”“Sergeant.”“With one other woman living there I’ll at least know what she does while I’m away.”“Sergeant!”Okay, that was nasty and crude, but I just had to laugh. I didn’t laugh so much at the story the Sergeant shared with us but at the tone the Captain and the Sergeant used in their interplay. It was clear that they were used to being together, and this whole discussion was done for my benefit. I turned to the Captain.“Captain, Sir - how about you, are you married?”The Sergeant was the one. The males kidnapped her and sold her as a slave. The caravan she was in was captured by insurgents who used her as receptacle for their semen. She was repeatedly raped on a daily basis and being humorous fellows they negated her contraceptive nannites. To spice up the play over the course of several years they started to 'smooth' her body. She got pregnant twice; both times the babe's brains were dashed out before her eyes; the second time the babe was pulled from her body her uterus went with. Our condolences were rebuffed as Emily said, “No biggie, I am interested in what else is out there anyway.” When asked what she meant, Emily told us, probably after looking at my wife’s fully-clad body for a while, said “Now is the time to see if I like other people, you know, not just guys.”Christine said, “Now would be a perfect time for you to experiment, were all leaving tomorrow, may never see each other again probably, and it’s a very safe place to explore.”“I’d like to try.” Emily said.