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We are genetically engineered to be physically and intellectually superior to other species, and with our women as rightful rulers Gaianesians like me are the supreme examples of femininity in the galaxy. And Brunette yet with my dignity left behind in that locker, the proud Lara is pathetically grateful to a submissive human woman – a sex traitor – for keeping me company as we walk down the ramp labelled “female boarding”. 15 – Voyage The journey to Aghara-Penthay only takes a few hours, so in terms of facilities the tramp shuttle Bountiful Sluts needs little more than to be a bar with a hyperdrive. The almost exclusively male passengers are relaxed in anticipation of getting laid, so a party atmosphere prevails. With masculine inhibitions lowered by intoxication, a chorus of catcalls greet Dealla and I as we pad barefoot, pale girl and dark girl, through the docking hatch and into the crowded lounge area. Facing the onslaught of this raucous rabble it takes every bit of courage not to turn and run back to the changing area as men bombard me with observations about my beauty; how nice my legs are; about the size of my breasts; and about what an experience sex with me would be like. Everyone seems to be looking at the two of us, even the few additional women who mingle amongst the crowd dressed in the dark blue wraps of private slaves. In front of them I feel more exposed and self-conscious than I’ve ever done in my life, and I move instinctively closer to Dealla. She actually seems to be reveling in the eyes on her, and she stands taller under the inspection, whereas I’m needing the sense of fabric covering me so much that I’m clutching my hand to my crotch like a child who wants the bathroom. I’m as close as I’ve ever been to giving up, and running for the changing room, when I feel a vibration through the deck as the stockings ship’s engines engage. Crap, we undocked. We’re already on our way. My stomach knots with horror. Nothing for it now than to seek out the protection of Acheron, and hope he keeps everyone away from me. Anxiously I scan staring faces for my escort, but it’s so busy I can’t see him through the crowds. An announcement in an authoritarian male voice booms over the public address system. “The Bountiful Sluts has now left Merlon territorial space. From this point Aghara-Penthay law applies. All females are now small tits slaves and babe the property of their registered owners. Please do not permit your slaves to sit on the furniture such as chairs and couches, unless it is in service of a male.” I scoff at this. Are they for real? I’m not supposed to sit, unless it’s on a guy’s lap or on the floor? Gods, I hate the Slavers. “I need to seek out my Master,” Dealla says, touching my arm to get my attention. “I could be punished if I don’t serve him.” I hide my disapproval. Punished eh? Let anyone try to punish me and I’ll break his ass. They looked close together, Mom a mature version of Maria. She had a hangover. I shuddered as he slipped the ring on my right hand. Just before Zeke left the room and closed the doors this time; he walked up beside David and handed him a warmed tube of lubricating jelly. This is more a story that reflects that sometimes the greatest love you can experience is Brunette when you can realize and accept the reality of yourself. He slowly pulled almost all the way out and slid back into a few times as the pleasure started growing inside me. Cory started to frown but then realized that it would only make Bill feel more stockings stress and put on her happy smile face. Thank you! Vic smacked her own ass and made a face. I made sure they got toys and games, exposure to the outside, and the human interaction that would make them happy. She asked as she worked his dick, her 38Ds rocking rhythmically. Well small tits pumpkin. “Open your mouth, slut. I'm your cum-dumpster!” Bhaskar babe was pleasantly surprised and pleased with her performance. As I came in, she stood with her back to me and was stirring vigorously into a sauce pan. YOU HUMANS ARE SO PRIMITIVE.” He obviously knew this women held him in low regard but honestly he was too busy trying to memorize the beauty of her face...the smell of her body. It stung and burned. My car started heading towards Canrich Weir. I worked out that I could go there straight away, before my first lecture, then go to the lecture then go and find a pharmacy at lunchtime. She spread her legs wide, allowing me free access to every part of her.