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The Slaver faction leader Cronorgan greets Salarin like an old friend. I try to look inconsequential as the two men clap each other’s shoulders genially. Cronorgan is a bald, almost hairless man, with a fat body that gives his full lips an effeminate manner. I could have taken him for a homosexual or even a pacified male if I hadn’t known his taste for subjugating and then raping women. The one known as “The Dominant” looks me up and down appreciatively in my meagre red slave wrap, and I feel myself tremble. Quickly I look away, not daring blowjob to meet his eyes. “You’ve brought another Gaianesian,” Cronorgan says. He has a high, rather reedy voice. “Making her watch the downfall of her great leader?” “She was involved in Klink’s sting to catch the White Queen,” Salarin explains. “Klink kept her as part of his reward. Nice piece of cunt, don’t you think?” We’ve arrived from a direction behind White Queen so she can’t see me yet, but Ithya has heard the men discussing another Gaianesian and she freezes in her mid-air flailing. Her head turns from side to side as she tries to look round and glimpse me. Because have my eyes to the ground I miss seeing Cronorgan’s expression change teen when he has the idea. But I hear the words perfectly clearly, and I’ll never forget them. “Shouldn’t we use your female, to show the galaxy that Gaianesian women aren’t superior, and in fact they’re weak enough to publicly betray each other?” I look to the men in alarm, but see only cruel possibility dawning in their faces. “Would you lend me your slave to participate in her shaming, Egregious?” says Cronorgan. “No!” bigdick Even in the intimidating presence of two faction leaders and my Master I’m too appalled to remain silent. Me, forced to harm White Queen? “Please No!” “Of course, help yourself,” Klink answers generously, and then dooms me completely with. “Boobs – follow his orders.” “No, please,” I beg, my eyes starting to fill with tears. “Come here and remove your wrap,” Cronorgan orders, and even though my mind screams its BigCock revulsion I’m stepping off the speeder and walking towards him before I know it. “Guard!” he orders one of his men. “Fetch me a strap-on. One of the double-headed ones.” A strap-on? Miles to the south, a massive airborne army was on its way to level Augusta. We teased my brother, nibbling on the spongy crown. I agreed. I whimpered, his touch, his cock throbbing against my rump. Kieran continued to stare for a few seconds then said, I see the lust in her eyes. The final thing before bigdick I had to leave for the day was we all promised that Havana would come to visit more often, much more often. We’re going to simulate that, once the water fills your rectum you will have the urge to move your bowels, when you do so your rectum will be purged of fecal materiel and you’ll be prepared for the joys of anal sex.” But not today. There had been no time for loveplay in the Temple, and since he'd left to join up the true faith, only combat and the joy of killing had been on his mind. I didn't move a bit just keep blowjob my hand on her breast feeling her teen softness. Constantly trying to ingratiate herself with anyone, desperately grasping for any kind of running joke she could BigCock establish. Once he got it over the head of his cock, it went down smoothly to the base but it was pulling on a few hairs and he had to fidget a bit to pull the hairs out from under it.