He put the shaving gear down on a chair and cleaned the cards and glasses off of the table. He covered the table top with a bath towel. Then he called...out to Susan with a lascivious smile on his face, "Come on over here, honey. Hop up on the table and let's get you taken care of."The frightened wife objected as Lanny pulled her off the bed and directed her towards the table. Susan stood there, unmoving, doing her best to once more cover her naked body from the eyes of these men."She's all. Something was missing. Putting that feeling aside for the moment, I scanned everyone and they were all still asleep, except for Anna. She wasn't feeling well."I'm pregnant, Michael!" she snapped when I inquired."Then get your pregnant butt in gear and meet me down in the Dining Hall for coffee," I told her.The Dining Hall was mostly empty when Anna stumbled in about twenty minutes later."I'll get your coffee," I told her. After the first cup, she became almost civil. That's when Sandy joined. Not mister. You're family, girl. Family doesn't say mister." All right, Tony then," she said, smiling. "No, Sarge. I like that. But Sarge, I didn't want to kill him, just stop him. I don't want to kill anyone, or anything. I'm sorry, your new daughter-in-law is a pacifist, I don't like killing." Mmm," said Antonio thoughtfully. "Minute ago you took a swat at a 'skeeter. Get him?" She nodded. "So much for killing." It's not the same!" she protested indignantly. "That was an insect!" Sure," he. As instructed I amwriting this story as proof of my acceptance of my fate. It is intendedaccording to my captures for all of you who love the fantasy ofsubmitting but do not believe in your heart that it can truly happen toyou. It written as proof, that there are those who would enslave you,and also as a warning to be careful what you wish for.You may know of my journey through the Fem Domme world and of my parttime servitude to the Ladies of the Society as the secretary, but you donot know.