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I’m careful not to look up as Riyena rises from her knees and leaves the room. Klink has turned colder towards her since the audience with Salarin. Perhaps that faction leader’s criticism is the reason he’s started reminding her that she, too, is only his slave. But I think it may be the imminent prospect of mastering Alexa Goshenk, the pirate who scarred his face, which has heightened Klink’s sadistic instincts. Last night Riyena was chained to his bed while he used her brutally enough that we could hear it through the walls. Today while Tits and I service his penis, she has been made to kneel with her back to the screen, forbidden from watching. Her face is freshly bruised and her breasts look tender. We’ve been careful to avoid meeting Riyena’s eyes, especially in a way that might suggest we’re gloating. We’re already sure Tits and I will suffer as the shapeshifter struggles to reassert her authority. We don’t want to provoke her further. I glace frequently at the screen. Wagner, the host of The Rape Run shows and commentator to its broadcasts is an overly coiffured man. He’s so effeminate he reminds me of the pacified males from Gaianesia. The Runner’s implants are activated for his interviews, forcing them to answer the most intimate of questions. One by one he probes into the Hardcore personal lives of the poor women forced to participate in one of the universe’s cruelest sports. No secrets are kept from the galaxy. For example, another tradition is for Runners to wear fine silken scarves, tied around their wrists which indicate their sexual history and their recommended fate as slaves. cum Red scarf for a slave for woman destined to provide sexual pleasure; green for a breeder; grey for live food. Then there’s the blue scarf to indicate a lesbian, and white to indicate a virgin. All the ten desperate souls forced into The Rape Run, galactic standard year 4452 are examples of the most exceptional beauties found across the universe. There is the sultry dark-haired supermodel Emirie Kadjiz (red scarf) famous for baring her luscious breasts in a popular music promo; the athlete Tana Cagonnti (red scarf) who makes far more from her looks than she ever will from competitive winnings; and the green-scarf air-headed star of a reality video screen show Venda Varansilio (“VeeVee” to her fans) who seems to famous for nothing more than her ass and tits and the clothes she wears to celebrity events. All of these three have previously posed topless or nude at some point during their careers, but they chose to rape Palonae with their strap-on dildos anyway, rather than endure the humiliation of showing their breasts to the crowd. While Emirie, Tana and VeeVee are perhaps the most physically stunning, the women the Slavers and the oral audience like best are the ones who are not just spectacularly beautiful, but also where their degradation will send a message. Just as the Slaver medic had promised during my implantation, the scientist who invented the implant, Dr. Perla Etochka, is presented to the crowd. She appears wearing a green scarf around her wrist, her age regressed in the bacta tank to her twenties, when she was an elegant blowjob pretty redheaded woman with a freckled face and piercing green eyes. The investigative journalist Doorola produces hooker video screen broadcasts about women’s issues, for example the effect of models on the self-image of average women, the exploitation of underage girls on poor planets and sex trafficking. She’s a proud feminist, but not beneath betraying a fellow woman in exchange for keeping her chest covered. While Doorola poles her fake cock in and out of Palonae’s pussy, Wagner cruelly discusses how the Slavers intend to force her to make a documentary about her own experiences as a sex slave, should she fail to win the Rape Run. Laure Costaniodies is a Republican senator who advocated total gender equality across the galaxy. So determined was she to make the universe neutral that even Gaianesia was mistakenly criticized by her. Laure focused her life on politics and paid little attention to the fact that she herself was outstandingly pretty with a full curvaceous body and lush breasts. It was a fatal oversight, for the Slavers certainly noticed. About six months after Joan hooker was laid to rest, mother said she offered herself to our father. She must have been lovely in life but oh, how much lovelier is she in death. She fucked me like she had an agenda, and I moaned and cried my reaction to her ardency, but I did not return her vitriol. "Can I put on some music?" I don't know oral when I fell asleep, but David woke me up around 6:30am. Wow, Denise thought he has cum been busy. “Ha! It was 8:17 the next morning. There, I see lots of paper plates with half-eaten samples of the wedding dinner. I was about to knock on the door when it was opened for me and the girls were standing there in their Baby Doll nighties. Sarah started to prepared dinner. "Are we going to enjoy some girl time too?" "Huh….I think maybe you might have got done like my mom said." "Jesus it fucking hot, I wish you had a pool I need to cool down" I tell my Aunty I smiled a big smile. I almost felt sorry for the girl, she now knew she was not in control of herself Hardcore and in turmoil blowjob with herself between hoping I would stop or go further. Only Alex broke free before they finished. It was the look Mom usually had when she was concocting a plan. If I could make her...” Her pussy did squeezed down on my dick.