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And I feel soiled, so soiled that an eternity of cleaning will pussy never remove the sensation of so many touches on me. Dribbling streaks of filth run so far down both my thighs that they’re reaching my ankles. My buttocks are so slick it’s like they’re Hairy oiled. They slip and slide against each other with the few movements of my pelvis I can still manage. It is at some time in the thirties that I cock pass a point where I’m so ruined that I’m too unclean for the taste of some. One waiting man changes his mind and steps up behind the helpless Palonae instead of me, and to my eternal shame I’m relieved when he begins to rape her. Another fellow is determined it is me that will bring him to orgasm, but he finds me too soiled to penetrate. His solution is to masturbate into one hand while he touches me with the other, and then wipe his seed over my face, leaving it dripping down my cheek to degrade me in a new way. With the man who follows him, it’s back to business as usual. By the early forties it’s as if I’m looking at the world from inside a dark tunnel, able to see the sunlit afternoon of the desert camp only in the small visible circle at the end of the tube. I can’t feel anything now – no hands, no cocks, no pain. It’s cool down here in this vast concrete pipe, and I don’t seem to be restrained. In one direction I see light, and the desert. In the other direction the tunnel goes into to complete darkness, and turning my back on Aghara-Penthay, this is the way I run. 21 - Sixth The deafening noise of a woman’s conquest being broadcast across The Zone brings me reluctantly back to consciousness. Wearily I lift my head to look at the sky, and discover it is my own humiliation that is being shown to the galaxy. It starts with footage of the moment Salarin exposed my breasts. I remember it well, but the woman on the screen, someone brave and beautiful, her eyes bright with anger, is a stranger to me. “Look at these puppies, well worth the wait!” is the jubilant opinion of Wagner. “The men of the fleet must all be gay, if Melena was left a virgin when all that time she was equipped with those! Maybe she was too tough to let anyone near her?” Then there is footage of me being goaded. I writhe uncontrollably, dancing like a puppet while I’m stretched out in the frame, my expression an inhuman rictus of pain as the torture goes on and on. “Nope, not so tough after all, was she?” is Wagner’s quip about this scene. “Look how easily we broke her!” They prove this by showing some of the images of me bouncing on my feet to shake my breasts. My facial expression is completely different to the defiant woman first captured. I look pathetically terrified, and when the images and sound cut to my actual rape, you can see I’m already defeated. My memories of my first violation are, to big me, acutely clear, but watching myself in the playback I look drugged, barely registering the moments when Salarin penetrates first my pussy, and then walks behind me to finish his pleasure in my anus. After showing me my deflowering, the footage goes on to briefly show each man who raped me. There are so many that some of the faces I don’t recognize and can’t even recall them using me. But there they are, so it must have fuck happened. By the time the screen gets to the final clips I look almost unconscious, with my eyes rolling unfocussed and my body lolling limp in the frame. “Not a virgin now, are you Melena?” is Wagner’s witticism about my downfall. “She’s had more cocks than a fifty credit hooker.” These end frames of my “highlights” are heartbreaking for me to watch as during the real ordeal I had lost my senses by that point. Watching them brings forces me to go through it afresh, so when the images finally cut once again I feel drained. He's smart, but like I've said before, I am too, but I like to make people believe I'm an idiot and Robert is one pussy cock of those I've fooled. I still waited from where I could see the outpost as the other goddesses'solders ended having to fight their way out of the outpost. "I remember… we were talking about sex, well at least I fuck was." She reached behind her and undid her bra as her son kicked off his shoes and pushed down his pants. to be continued. There is something else . . . Her teachers loved her and said that she was one of the sweetest girls they had ever had the privilege of teaching. If not that is all right, it is no concern of ours we will still have a good night. “Do you know if they got to your mom?” Nervously he peered under Bridget's skirt until her pink panties were revealed. “To save your brother and mother.” Rachel said from the front, casually shifting gears, “Lucy’s got them locked up in her palace, so that’s where we’re big going. The girls had gotten a good look and now knew that it was Daryl and his friend Brett. I pull out of Dakota, pulling Amy’s face down to lick Dakota’s sweet cum juice off my cock. She smiled as her big blues held mine prisoner “And just what do you mean by that?” “I'm getting closer. It wasn’t long before people walking along the Hairy water’s edge got to me and just had to look at the body that was in such a strange position. “I’m going to give you a nice big knot to cum on,” he said. If I hadn’t steady cum a number of times earlier that evening I would not have lasted long.