“Naw, I don’t think so. Our friend here was a real marine. He tried to impress us with his martial arts and I whipped him and didn’t even muss m... hair and he’s pissed.” I gave Mister Feldman a look that was total disrespect.“By God. I don’t have to take that from some queer.” He started at me and I dropped into a ready stance and waited. I was grinning. He had called me a queer. I was going to have his ass for lunch.He tried a side sweep and I bitch slapped him. Mister Corbin had come out of. Mumbling a whispered "Thanks," I stepped in beside him with me staring at the floor as he inspected the ceiling. What the fuck was going on here? I was actually having trouble breathing as I prayed for the doors to fucking shut.Finally, they closed and with a slight jolt, the number changed from 25 to 24 as we descended in awkward silence. There are no words to describe the sheer embarrassment I was feeling at that moment. But at the same time, something else was beginning to happen as I stood. ' Looking up at Bruce, I could feel my self worth start to ebbed away as I spoke again ' ... Yes Bruce, I'm your Bitch ... ' Tears of shame, fear and remorse stream from my eyes as Bruce stood up lifting me by my arms saying ' ... Damn Bitch I believe you mean it to. Never had a Bitch to cry when they tell me that. Get your ass on your knees. I'm gonna give you some good loving for being so sincere ... ' Bruce pointed to the love seat and I knelt on to it with my knees on the seat and my elbows. “It seemed ... cautious, sure, but also a good way of keeping there from being any real trouble in my rear. It also enabled me to build my capital first, but I can do that at my leisure once I rule the world,” I explained while trying not to be too distracted by the hubby-wife cocksucking teamwork.“Option one, that was Julia’s idea, if you recall: sterilizing most of humanity and letting you found what the new society as the old one literally dies out. Option two, Claire’s proposition: evacuate.