She stops in the center of the room, turning to face her master, eyes downcast submissively."Strip, slave" he simply commands, swinging the crude wood...n door behind himself and engaging the complicated lock with a simple twist of the key."Yes master" she whispers in return, voice cracking with excitement. She slowly peels off her tank top, the thin fabric sticking to her skin with perspiration, her full, firm breasts straining against her lacy too-small bra. She slowly unfastens her pleated. “A quick trip to the bathroom ended with a suck sessionfor anybody smart enough to follow me. A trip to thecopy machine ended in a quickie for whoever was in linebehind me. A trip to the supply closet ended in anafternoon train. I know you didn’t think my soreswollen pussy was your fault.”I couldn’t speak, so she went on, “The night of theparty when they beat you unconscious, they punished mefor your behavior. Dave was fucking my ass before youinterrupted us. It. What a perfect body. What sexy wonderful nude pantyhose. What shinny black pumps. What a tights ass.She paced slowly back and forth as she delivered her presentation. With stridde a little of her thigh was revealed and then hidden through the slit in her skirt. Her steps were casual and slow. Her hips swayed gently from side to side with each graceful placement of those lovely feet. Her ass rocked up and down with the sway like the gentle rhythm of a seesaw. After speaking for about a minute. "Thought is the only thing that will penetrate my shields, and my primary line of defense is those shields. It is an involved process to drop them, and an even more involved process to restart them again."There was a long hesitation. Arlene reached over and took her husband's hand, smiling at him."So, this is going to suddenly turn me into a telepath?" Jeff asked the Ship.Both of the humans felt the Ship's amusement. "I strongly doubt it, but since I have never done this, I have little to go on.