”His Tri Beam weapon was the product of the 54th century of an alternative reality and he fired into the alien ship right next to the Y’Alls head....�� Drop your weapons, buster. You are under arrest for murder.”--””--Court MartialI must have passed out, because I woke up as two men dragged me out of the cell and put me on the diagnostic bed of a Med-Bot Unit. The machine cleaned me and tended to my injuries. The robot talked to someone I couldn’t see from my position. “Patient is in serious. "WHAT ARE YOU?" he demanded. "WhWha---" SLUT!" he yelled, and then proceeded to rip every stitch of clothing off her unwilling body."P-P-Percy," she sobbed, "why are you d-doing this to me?" You think I didn't SEE YOU whore? You were on your back with your legs spread while that lawyer fucked you on his desk!"She gasped, recognizing that her husband knew about her cheating, and then, like a typical woman, began to bargain."Percy, I d-didn't MEAN to do---" FUCK YOU, BITCH!" he growled, as he. While we were talking, he casually kept his right hand on my stomach. Seeing no objection from me, he got a little courage and raised my shirt up. My belly button was exposed and I could feel the cold air.I kept pretending that I was not feeling it and kept watching TV. Then he slowly unbuttoned my shirt trying to make sure that I did not know about it. I guess he thought that I was asleep. I was not moving and remained completely still. Then I felt the cold air on my naked skin between my. . they just needed a firm hand to keep them in line. In this particular case, the guys were slapping each other on the ass with towels as they showed up, much to our amusement, even if I did order them to stop.“Alright, folks, it’s high time for another neat little clusterfuck ... on film, of course. You’ll do as I say, of course. When and how I say it. I’m the director and producer of this little production here. Okay, now ... let’s see. Oh, yes. Let’s take this into the master bedroom. Very.