“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 cumshot to comfort her, but with my only option to massage her clitoris with my nose, I hold back. I don’t 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. babe 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 Brunette her place on the bed. “That’s right Gaianesians, let it out…” she gloats. “Because you two are so 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 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 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. Who’d have thought its absence would be a bad thing for Hardcore me and not a good one – a signal blowjob that far worse things are coming? Julia kissed my neck possessively as she ran her tip through my petals one last time, then trailed it down my taint, and pressed it to my virgin aperture. I told Dick, my son that I will be late babe but surprisingly my job were done much quicker than I thought thanks to my fellow colleagues that decided to help me. While my husband told us that he got an urgent meeting Brunette that requires him to stay overnight. My mind was racing. While I was dressing, Jennifer snuck out to the kitchen and made herself a plate of pancakes. Sonja was going wild, her hair almost flapping as she whipped up the spuds. Above that, her anus was a coiled button of pink, clenching with her fear. We got into bed and Hardcore blowjob while cradling me she announced that she had booked a caravan for 4 weeks just me and her for the summer cumshot holidays, so l wouldn’t be able to spend too long with my family if l wanted to go then warned me in no uncertain terms to forget any ideas about working for that whore Mrs Martin if l didn’t want to receive any more slapped bottoms. The silver letters were backward in the mirror, but I knew what they spelled. The performers tonight are people who don’t even know that they are performers.” The man's face paled. Swapnil redialed Bluetooth phone and Mr. Iyer came back on the line. They're boring. That is the first thing he said to me. I had no response. Amit sent a text to Anupam "Your wife has all the pictures." When we return I’m hoping that you two will be able to function here fulltime.