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- Our Master only likes shapely women and we are not permitted to lose our beauty, so for Cute babe gets her hairy muff ravished 6:15 two hours a day we exercise in the gym. There are three women in the household but my sister and I are certainly equal lowest. Klink orders us to obey Riyena’s every command exactly as though she was a man, and similarly to do her no harm. Riyena tests part-one straight away, ordering Tits and I to fight. To disobey would invite far worse punishment than the suffering of compliance, so we both do as we’re told instantly and wholeheartedly, slugging away like a pair of tavern brawlers until Klink has been sufficiently entertained to instruct us to stop. Gasping for breath afterwards I see Tits has a nosebleed, and I have a smarting pain in my cheek and a cut above my eye that requires cunt paste for healing. We soothe each other and clean each other’s wounds with infinite tenderness. We are not permitted to forget our former lives entirely. The remaining crew and passengers of Vengeful Goddess are kept in a large windowless pen a short walk away, and with such a large number of women in a confined space, their cell grows filthy and smells of filth and sweat and fear. The women require cleaning and feeding, and sometimes medical attention. Tits and I are greater than our fellow citizens, and inferior. They too have been implanted to make them obedient and prevent mass suicides, and marked with the Slaver tattoo, but they don’t have the demeaning nanotech or special instructions we endure. We’ve been given slave wraps, whereas they’ve remained naked since their capture. Tits and I have chores to occupy us, but there’s nothing Fat Muff for these poor women to do but to sit and wait nude in an unfurnished box for hour after hour, fearing the unknown that is to come. Each time we enter their pen carrying the heavy pans of slave broth they desperately crave news of the outside universe. What’s going to happen to them? Where is White Queen? She was removed as soon as they landed on the surface – the only one of them permanently taken away from the ship’s compliment apart from me. Riyena told us White Queen was for the Rape Run, I’m able to answer, but I know no more than that. We’re not permitted near the pens where Runners are held. An odd thing happens occasionally - more than one of them refers Cute babe gets her hairy muff ravished to me as “Lara” and Tits even makes the same slip once, but I shrug off the mistakes. I am Boobs. I’ve always been Boobs. Look, I can pat my right hip and it’s muff diver printed there on the still-healing scar where they burned it into my muscle. Of course I’m the one who is right on this, but the Gaianesians look sympathetically at me when I argue, as patronizing as did the slaves at the House of Roses. The Slavers do not seem Sisters Muff Photos concerned about retaining the virginities of any of the captives in the pen, so at will the guards select women they consider desirable. Compelled through their implants, the Gaianesians docilely follow the men to a room somewhere close by where they can be raped. The most attractive ones have endured this treatment multiple times, but none of them are sexually abused with the frequency of Tits and myself. Tits’ species markings are fully purple now. Around her hairline is the unmistakable coloring of a woman who has permitted her Reflex to be repeatedly triggered. The color will never change back. She’s a sex traitor in the eyes of our society. And mine are little better. The other Gaianesian women know full well we’ve had no choice in our transformation, as they’re enduring the same process more gradually themselves, but prejudices die hard and they can’t help looking down on Tits and I anyway. Klink is away for long periods during the day. Sometimes he takes Riyena with him, but not always. She is only a woman when all said and done, and not even she is permitted to leave Klink’s apartment unescorted. Abandoned, she mopes about petulantly and takes out her frustrations on us. We dread these times of being alone with Riyena more than everything else, for she is utterly without compassion when seeking methods of amusement. I’ve never been so frightened of another living being. Playing with her ability to alter her appearance is a favorite trick. When we a woman we don’t know calls by the apartment, we can never be sure if she’s a genuine visitor or Riyena in disguise. One night Riyena appears to me as Tits, and I make love to her with wild passion before having the ruse revealed. I gradually learnt that her transformational ability has its limits, however. She can change her outer skin color and texture, change her eyes, and make minor amendments such as to the size of her breasts. She can’t seem to change her fundamental bone structure or add or remove appendages though. So she’s denied the chance to escape as a flying creature or something microscopic, and she can’t hide her chest completely, or grow a penis in order to masquerade as a man. My belief is I have yet to see her true appearance, although she assumes the form of Riyena the Harken most of the time. There are occasions during the daytime hours that one of our tormentors wants sexual gratification, but this is unusual. However every night during my first week our slavery takes that form of service. I flew in, grabbed a few suits and a pair of leisure clothes, my passport and my sneakers before I was off to the airport. The restlessness on her face had vanished and was replaced by a lovely glow in her eyes. “This is so weird, I’m not into women, at least not till now.” Diana laughed. The Gorgus was using two tentacles to press Sisters Muff Photos Junus's breasts together around to tentacle that was being used to violate her mouth and throat. Would you have dined with the beasts in my halls? I think that he could help you with this problem. It banged to the bottom of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each stroke. Jose' was the smallest one but not by much, so there was no point in being too difficult. The muff diver only thread of hope I can cling to is the promise that at any given time, this alley is filled with at least half a dozen women ripe for the choosing. Her Fat Muff tongue flicked out for a Cute babe gets her hairy muff ravished moment, like she was about to lick her lips and stopped herself. I Cute babe gets her hairy muff ravished 6:15 love fucking her sweet cunt.” I squeezed Zoey's tits hard and found her clit. I told him, “I need to find a job that’s not too far to walk to. The space around the pit is tiered with seats like an arena. He worked quickly, using short jabbing thrusts.
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