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Why not just do what they say, it reasons? That’s the implant’s ideas, or the hormones, or both. Gods, I must get to the Republic outpost, or I’m done for. Already the one called Kordling is tightening his arm around me. He ordered me to sit, but I figure out that didn’t say I couldn’t leave. I have perhaps seconds to get away, before they realize the full implications of the hold they have over me. I need to flee these crewmates, and find someone who can put me in contact with Republican forces, someone who can protect me from myself and the chemical instinct to give myself to men, which is already dissolving my will. I start to get up, but his grip round me tightens, and he says, “Sit still, Melena.” I obey so quickly it’s as if the muscles in my legs have been paralyzed. I inhale ready to call for help, my last throw of the dice in this year’s Rape Run, but he feels my ribs through the thin wrap and butt says, “No, don’t scream, or try to attract attention either. Just keep calm and do everything we tell you.” My cry dies in my throat. The man holding me lifts my hair, searching for the implantation scar, big but any mark from the process would have long faded. “She’s completely under our control,” another man says, this one bearded, with hard eyes. “And that means…” It is inevitable that only seconds later, tits they make the step of realize that their control of me is not only mental, but sexual. The big man, Kordling’s hand on my hip slides further down, until he’s cupping my buttock. “Please don’t,” I beg him. My eyes start filling with tears. I lower my arm to push his away from me, but my effort is half-hearted. I know it’s futile. He says, “Melena, you will let any of us touch you, anywhere we like. You will resist nothing we try to do to you.” Silently I scream out my horror when at that signal, the group get out of their seats and descend on me like sharks in frenzy. All of them except for the woman. It lasts perhaps thirty seconds, the groping, but it feels like an eternity. The hands ass are everywhere on me, intimate, invading, opening me up, but I endure it without protest. When I open my legs, resisting nothing as ordered, they find me already wet and receptive. I haven’t had an orgasm since I was tied to the femdom bed and pleasured by Jasmine. The nanotech injected into my sex coupled with the hormones flooding my blood are a lethal combination to my self-control. Ordered not to resist, desire flares in me at the men’s invading fingers. He’s the first guy since asshole to get to cum in me. I forgot how much I love that feeling. You can go anywhere in the run. "No way! My hands slid down, cupping her rump, pulling her snatch tight into me. Every brush of her clit sent pleasure spiking through me. Before I even have the chance to set my stuff down the young locksmith appears. Calli ass says. “…Do you?” Brian asked. “Oh that won’t be hard, he already looks gorgeous in that pink dress! butt She’s beautiful, sexy and seems to still be interested in us creating a baby together, which I am all in favor of doing. Don’t take it as an insult. His mind full of Dean and Seamus’s laughter, he suddenly heard some more snickering behind him. He big didn't believe tits he was actually about to have sex with her. After about ten minutes she had finished telling Alex everything except the FBI planned bust, Alex sat back and thought for a few moments. The newly turned femdom out sex slave cringed, and finally worked up the nerve to turn around. Joe was grunting louder and louder as Nora sucked his cock. I started down this road when I caught a bus in Georgia. Still, she now knew she was wrong about what I was capable of.