Sadie Santana gets caught

And I’m not even as alone as I feel - Vengeful Goddess will be somewhere close behind us in the cold expanse of space. Only in the secret places of my heart do I need to admit this is the worst experience of my life. 16 – Hub Of the millions of women to set foot on the trading station orbiting Aghara-Penthay, only a few lucky ones do so wearing the blue wraps that identify them as privately owned slaves. Why is the blue wrap so coveted? Because unless they’re being brought here in order to be betrayed or traded, private slaves will leave with their owners. Private slaves can have hope. All the others - the vast majority of women - are the property of Aghara-Penthay, and to belong to the Slavers is to be doomed. I don’t need reminding of this as I pad barefoot onto the Hub clutching my own blue wrap close to me, but reminders are everywhere. Moments after arrival we pass a line of naked weeping females, chained together ankle to ankle, Slaver captives on their way for marking and the control chip implantation which blowjob will irrevocably turn them into the servants of men. Whether blue, red, or nude, all of us are slaves, though. I’m truly on the territory of Aghara-Penthay now, I’m female, and in the twisted misogynistic logic of the place anyone female cumshot is automatically property. So by their inhuman laws I belong to Acheron Doe, his legal ownership proven by the cum in mouth data on the bracelet locked round my ankle. Thank the Gods I’m his, and not one of those belonging to the planet. The processing and training of Slaver-owned women takes place down striptease on the surface of the oxide red desert world below. I catch glimpses of the planet through the many viewing windows, which give the mezzanine level of the trading station an airy, open feel. Offworld males are only permitted down to the surface under exceptional circumstances, so the Hub serves as the meeting point with the rest of the galaxy. I have been thoroughly briefed on its layout. The more businesslike facilities on its upper level include auction halls where doggystyle women are displayed then sold to the highest bidders, and meeting rooms where special negotiations take place, such as agreeing the capture and training of a slave to order. Freelance hunters or unscrupulous escorts often sell women to the Slavers, and those deals are also concluded on the upper level. Below us is the docking ring level where the Slavers’ heavily-armored warships moor, where supply ships land and where the visiting tramp shuttles arrive. The mezzanine on the middle floor is dedicated to serving the pleasures of visiting males, whether they be nutritional, narcotic or sexual. Brightly lit bars and brothels are everywhere. Blasting music hurts my ears. “Ewww, cum in mouth what is that stuff? What I find is that nearly half of the occupancy comes from a travel site that I have never heard of. “Come, Shevoin,” Father said, pulling his cock out of my mouth, “we have plans to make. I crawl over to Growlithe and start scratching behind it’s ear, which quickly turns the stalwart pokemon into a puddle. Haley patted the girl's back, unsure of what to do or say. As soon as they were in the fresh air the vodka that he had slipped cumshot into her cokes started to take effect. “Elena, you don’t like it?” So as you know, I went to get permission to go camping with you and what do I find but Karen here soaked to her skin in front of the sink seconds away from climax with a vibrator rammed inside her while she was doing the dishes. Tanya spoke first, “Oh honey is that all? Her eyes bored into his own, exchanging such adoration between them. It was kind of late. She spent a good amount of time there. It hurt but it didn’t faze me compared to the burning torture I was feeling between my legs. He lowered his boxers and began to slowly stroke his hard cock. Two girls a week, and only a fifty-fifty chance they'd select a junior as one of them made me hope I'd get through this year and next without getting selected. I watched as my little brother C.J. undressed, letting his thick 9-inch black dick rest on his leg, with lots blowjob of precum oozing from the tip. “Yes darling, doggystyle it was lovely, if a tiny bit uncomfortable as we used an armchair.” Lady Rochester admitted. Her large tits pillowed against my chest. When she walked toward it, a big black man in a black suit stepped out of the drivers side and opened the back door. "Of course, we were just catching up with Mark and Claire, Clint honey, come here." Anyway, one of the trainers showed a few of us this killer workout." Yes, suck it, striptease suck me!" Her slit was perfect, just exactly what I like. He could see them together as a couple. Damn! Trista looked at her sister, “so you two have decided on sharing with men only then?” Maybe I could try to seduce her.