One of her handmaidens drove her Rolls-Royce while (usually) two other ones stayed with her during the meeting. When we were not helping Mistress on b...siness we were trying to gain weight. We ate and ate and ate. We put on a few pounds but it was difficult keeping it on all the time. It felt like we would never be pretty like any of our sisters. Before I go on any further I should tell you about everyone. Mistress Elizabeth has seven handmaidens not including Erin and myself. Mistress Elizabeth. Carved within of the asteroid rock, enormous manufactories held white makers the size of polis buildings, ranks upon ranks of them fading into darkness. Fleets of sleek delta shuttlecraft waited before hangar doors. I glimpsed warehouses filled with fab feedstock, empty staging areas, cool computanium vaults for Longshot’s AI.Completely unrecognizable spaces, half-filled with mangled equipment pushed so tightly against bulkheads that they formed walls unto themselves, fled past us. Others. Good you're awake, he whispered. He pulled down the sheets till I was fully exposed. My dick stiffened as I thought about what he was going to do. Leaning over he kissed my nipples and sucked each one. My breathing quickened as I felt his hand slide down to my now stiff dick. Slipping his finger under my balls he squeezed softly, which made my heart beat faster. Looking up he asked, how's that tight ass of yours. A little sore, I said. Squeezing my dick he said, roll over and I'll take care of. The android sat down next to her on the bed and placed one of his large hands on her tummy, stroking the wide waistband of her briefs he moved his fingers down to between her thighs, feeling the soft fleshy mound of her sex, pressing her spandex covered lips with his thumb and making her moan. She closed her eyes as the android’s fingers massaged her, instinctively moving he legs apart as he pressed harder and faster – she could feel the orgasm rising inside, her body starting to shudder and.