Ja-Alixxe is dead.” I stop the water and the bathroom falls silent. Ja-Alixxe was condemned to be raped until death, so she must have only had hours left and it’s not as though her actions outdoors in the Rape Run deserved the sympathy of other women. I shouldn’t be shocked, or sad. But I hurry back through to the main room anyway. I’m expecting a news ticker headline of “raped until dead”, but the text I see is something staggeringly different. “Suicide bombing on Aghara-Penthay Trading Station claims the life of condemned former Rape-Runner, Ja-Alixxe.” “What?” I gasp. A regular news service would just relate what mature happened rather than have the bad taste to show it, but Hoola has tuned into the uncensored broadcast channel by the Slavers of Aghara-Penthay. They have no such scruples. In the first images Ja-Alixxe is alive, still on her front as she’d been before with her limbs strapped to the legs of the same horse and her pelvis thrust out behind her. Only this video footage of her is poor quality – someone’s home movie acquired by the Slavers rather than an official broadcast. indian “I can’t believe you’re fucking the Ja-Alixxe, Dojo,” says a male voice in high excitement from behind the camera. I can’t either, for the ugly man who is “fucking her” is so fat it’s surprising he’s able to penetrate his victim. No free woman would consent to mating with that beast. This is a rape. He’s stripped to the waist and sweat pours into the crevices between his rolls of flesh and he has an animal grimace of arousal. I shouldn’t feel too much sympathy for the man’s victim. She was sitting on the floor now and he looked into her face. Now I certainly have a plan in mind to least get her to admit she might be interested in me. She has to confess it; I'm confident that she liked kissing me and seeing my naked body too." It looked like something from an old Britney Spears music video. And the worse part was she wanted to cum. After this, she put her lips on me again, now taking my cock in her mouth and started to suck on it. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna make you suffer,” she said as she slapped my ass real hard causing me to grunt in pain. Her fingers slid through my fiery hairs to caress my pussy lips. The hurt was still raw as the first day, not helping was the infection I got from the taser barbs were a constant reminder. Two pulls. “That’s great. The type of kiss that will leave an imprint on my life forever. I mature take it in my mouth and bite down. Still, Phil continued. In the end I asked her if she was all right and she said, “Oh, yes, that’s amazing, that explains why you said ‘your Master’ last week, and ‘are you happy with things that way?’” It didn’t take long for me to tell her that I was VERY happy with things the way they were and she then indian said, “well I guess that I will have to get used to staring at your beautiful, smooth pussy every time that I see you.” I smiled and said, “complaining are you?” “A message for you.” Dan muttered under his breath something about the high cost of his sandwich. Getting undressed was nerve-racking. outdoors I thought I was dreaming." "Jennifer said she saw it at a party once.