“You gonna save your sister from me doing this to her, huh?” grunts Klink. “Go on, Tits. Where’s that Gaianesian superiority now?” I can feel Gara’s pelvis start to shake silently against my face. My sister is crying freely now. Even in the depths of my own suffering I’m filled with pity. I’ve never seen her so defeated, so broken. Every instinct yearns to comfort her, but with my only option to massage her clitoris with my nose, I hold back. I don’t adorable know if she’d find the stimulation a comforting distraction, or if she’d be repelled by the shameful sexual liaison with her own twin. So helplessly I wait and endure, with my arms stretched out and my face in in Gara’s sex organs while Klink rapes me, and she sobs. Riyena taunts us, from her place on Hardcore the bed. “That’s right Gaianesians, let it out…” she gloats. “Because you two are so amateur screwed. You’re gonna wish you were dead a million times before we’re done, but after tomorrow’s over you’re not even gonna have that choice.” So it’s as I feared. Tomorrow. Only one night threesome left and then I’ll be implanted, marked, my free will destroyed by a chip in my brain stem that will make me subservient to men for the rest of my life. In time with this news, Klink climaxes inside my ass with an animal grunt and for a moment I’m able to hate him more than Riyena. When he’s done I weep too. I do wish I was dead, and I know I am going to crave that final release over and over during my future that contains nothing allure but sexual servitude. But there’s no escape, not from the surface of Aghara-Penthay. Not when you’re female. Not when you’re a slave. 26 - Processed The ankle bracelet containing my fake DNA information is first to go. At the start of my mission, I was dreading a lifetime carrying that badge of shame linking me to Rosila Volati, Ilushin One. I was allocated to one of the gyno chairs and one of the lab coats came and inserted some sort of vibrator inside me. He switched it on and moved on to the next girl. “Come let’s eat,” she said going to sit down. She had threesome this look on her face. I had nearly brought myself back under control when my sister-in-law, Julie, opened Hardcore the front door. Of course, my mind worried about the relationship between him and Mom. amateur Red faced Mary walked across the store in the too tight exercise outfit. As he was saying that, he pressed his prod into her left tit. She knew she had just gotten out of a previous shower, but this one truly showed much more promise. “Well , I need to go pack, talk adorable to you soon, lover.” allure {Thellus?}