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When she has the chance in between her uncontrollable moans of pain to vocalize human words, Elionara calls for Salarin, begging him to come and fuck her. She is not the only woman in the camp humbling herself by pleading. I too have abandoned all dignity and am calling to big the men who pass by, begging for anyone just to touch my clit enough to push me over into the white eternity of orgasm. But we are Runners, to be made an example of rather than used by any common Joe, so when after an eternity someone does come to attend to us, it is two of the elite faction leaders of Aghara-Penthay, Hunters, who approach our frames. Cronorgan, the obese man with the shaven head known as The Master, walks beside the grey haired Salarin, The Sadist. Salarin has already said he was done with me. So it’s Cronorgan, and not the Alien, who will have his fun with me next. Following dutifully behind the two leaders comes some of the Hunters’ retinues – a couple of men to assist in whatever humiliations are intended. I try to straighten and prepare myself, but the group arrives at a time when the vibrator is stimulating my clit, so the heroine of the Republic greets this second Hunter with a sluttish moan of desire. Cronorgan stands with his hands on his hips and surveys my sweat-soaked, writhing form. “Do you want to cum, Melena?” he asks me. His voice is rather high in proportion to his body size, which (unlike the tall man) gives him a camp air. Oh I do, I want to cum more than anything, and I’m not above whining desperately to show it. Cronorgan’s pleasure is from the sexual dominance of women. He likes to turn their female-ness against them, showing cumshot them they are weak by using their own bodies. He’s achieved tit fuck that completely with me, and my response to the torment has inflamed him. I can see cum in her mouth the bulge of his erect penis in the loose pants that are Hunter’s uniforms. “Take her off the post,” he orders his men in a perfunctory tone. My relief as they seize me, one arm each, and lift me from the phallic stimulator is so overwhelming I cry out as if I’ve already had an orgasm. While my vagina is being lifted from the dildo ready for fresh invaders Cronorgan extracts himself from his pants. I look down to see what is coming for me, and find his cock is as fat as he is. He’s been circumcised, and the uncovered domed helmet is a dark color, almost maroon. Encircling the base of his shaft is a device of some kind – a ring with a protruding spur the size of a finger joint directly over his organ, at the twelve o’clock position. While he rapes me that spur will press against my clitoris. I predict it is either meant to cause pleasure or pain. Whichever it turns out to be – I will not be able to prevent the contact between myself and that thing. 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