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It seemed like an eternity when I had the cold words of Salarin hanging over me – “Within a couple of days of being infected, the hormone concentration in her blood reaches a critical level and a change suddenly comes over a host female. She becomes insane with desperation to mate. She’s been turned to a raving cock-whore.” But salvation is within my grasp. I only have to hold on for minutes more, less than an hour, without losing my mind. As soon as I make contact with the Republican forces I’ll explain what’s about to happen to me, appeal to them to keep me away from men, and I’ll be safe in their protection. Medics will remove the leeches. They’ll return me to the general. I’ll always be known as the woman who lost and was gang banged in the Rape Run, but as someone who managed a certain level of victory over the Slavers, even with an implant there might even be a new role for me defending the rights of amateur women. So I asked Ja-Alixxe to drop me here. I don’t know where she’s taking the ship – one of the sanctuary worlds populated only by females, perhaps. I didn’t ask. After our initial jubilation at Hardcore escape, the truce between us became uneasy again. Things began to change immediately. Ja-Alixxe had to excuse herself and go to a private place in the back of the ship to masturbate. It had been two days since she’d relieved herself. She had her own demons to conquer, and didn’t want to tell me about the secrets configured in her own implant. Now she’s gone from my life forever. On the main deck of Escarod I move quickly through the crowds, conscious I’m wearing only a slave wrap, I’m carrying nothing but a doll and I have the mark on my face of a slave of Aghara-Penthay. People stop to look at me, and I see recognition in their faces. I speed up, pass them by and hurry out of the sound of their voices. There is a mash-up of species, ages and sexes here, but all of it is the lower orders of galactic society – miners, ship crews, traders trying to score fast credit, merchants on their way to and from Aghara-Penthay, and those washed up here with no means to blowjob leave. They might be what the general would describe as “scum”, but since cumshot the ordeal of the Rape Run finished my soul has begun to heal, and I’ve to look more warmly on the Brunette diverse citizens of the galaxy. Any man who isn’t a Slaver is decent in my book. I clutch the doll to me, and think how I’d never realized before that the many guys who don’t have rape in their hearts aren’t so bad. I was too judgmental in my past, and maybe I they were right and I was cold. Perhaps it’s time I gave in to someone suitable and settled down. It’s not like I’ll be allowed back onto combat duty when I can’t shoot male aggressors, so faced with the necessity of a new career anyway, the idea of a quiet life raising a family isn’t even abhorrent to me anymore. Skirting these citizens my route takes me past the entrance to the kind of bar I would once have called seedy. Its front is open to the station mezzanine. Laura could guess what he was curious about. Also behind that was a very small closed in bank office, that was in rotation manned by local banks and credit unions for the servicing of their customers from about two to six, Monday thru Saturday. Then one of the other man left with the other hooker. "Don't talk back, sissy." I hardly know her.” I stopped when I felt a hand on my shoulder turning me around. “Yes, my daughter,” cumshot Fontane said. There was a little buzz in the collar at this, but no shock. After panning back to the distraught Debbi, wide-eyed as the dorm filled with people, David turned the phone off and handed it back to Helen. Ethan let out a soft sigh of success as his cock sank the rest of the way into her hot milking ass, each inch of his amateur cock being squeezed and Hardcore stroked by her, the ring of her blowjob ass as tight as a cockring around the base of his cock, causing his length to harden further within her, to the point where Priscilla was sure she could feel each and every twitch and throb of his cock as he held it lodged deep within her, letting her get used to the feeling before he started his own tempo. Take your time, there is no rush. He looked across the table and saw Disha smirking at him. The other two blinked at me. Then April released her skirt and muttered about class. "Take a deep breath, sweetie," she urged, "I'm going to take my panties off and I don't want you to make a mess on the carpet." I hope you realize that you are part of our family and you have access to Jill or myself anytime. I walked back into the bedroom and she was sitting up, looking at herself in the mirror. Brunette Don't look at me like that." “What do you think, little bitch? That was my plan but I made a quick decision to see if I can get him turned on. It was now seven thirty and students would be arriving in a few minutes. We’ll set the Armoire outside the closet. The powerful mind told him. “And if it's a boy.” I loved the feel of her feminine form. Then I noticed a group of six were just coming into the coffee shop. I didn’t feel any sensation of his warm semen hole maybe due to the numbing of inner lining of my rectum. “Are you sure you fucked her right, Stone?