In my leg is a strange icy cold sensation, as though I’ve been numbed. As it spreads through my body the chill fades until I can no longer detect it. “Do you know about the new upgraded slave mark?” The doctor asks Klink while he does this. “Occasionally masters want to take their slaves through immigration into worlds that have outlawed slavery. It’s a nuisance to cover the mark ass over with cosmetics. So we found out how to add smart tech in the tattoo. With a command by the owner, the mark is turned invisible. All you need to do then is order the female to pretend she’s a free cunt, and her implant compels her to obey. Right past the Republic guards and into captivity. It costs three times the price, but that shouldn’t be a problem for someone with your credits.” “Nice - give them that.” Klink says. “I have to travel into Republic space sometimes and it might be handy to take some pussy with me.” “If you’ve no further specifications?” the doctor asks. “I can have your slaves deliver themselves once they’re under the control of the implants, or you can stay to watch if you like.” “I’ll stay…” says Klink, shuffling in his creaking chair to get more doggystyle comfortable. “I love to see the look on their faces when the implant goes in and they know they’re fucked.” With that the doctor gives us the dreaded slave mark. It looks like a black box that he holds over the side of my face, but when it’s pressed down there’s a white hot pain like I’m being touched by molten metal. It’s over almost before I’ve had time to scream, but my face feels different afterwards and I feel as though the box has scarred me to my soul. Gara’s cry when it’s her turn is like creampie the howl of a tortured animal. sexy Looking at her I can see a reflection of how I must appear – the marking of a healthy Gaianesian woman overlaid with the dark swirling tattoo pattern proving forever she has been defeated, and made slave on Aghara-Penthay. No, no, please, no, I’ve been marked! Gods, I can never go home! “I’m surprised the few slaves that are rescued never get their marks burned off.” Klink says conversationally. “They could remove them with acid and then repair their faces with the bacta.” “That’s a good oral point,” remarks the doctor. I just needed to see her face before I went, dead or alive. “Ask Sara.” I moaned. She's never had one before, has she?” You’re stretchy Elastigirl but you’re still tight!” He groans as he grab my head. “Sure, why not. British authorities had seemed as confused as he was on the subject. We were adding our passion to the gasping moans to the college-wide orgy writhing around us. “What! I told her how happy I was having some one to eat dinner with and handed her a beer.We continued to talk about a lot of things as we ate and had a lot of laughs. While I was leaning down to pull my short shorts off, I looked up in time just to see Jake out in the water, staring at me. At my boobs! The oral small windows to the outside kept going dark and light very quickly. Two blow jobs and a couple of back seat wrestling matches. She mentioned something about having to reward him later, and James couldn't help but sexy smile at the implication. A doggystyle don't let her play you.. "Look. But I stopped her, gently pushing her back down in her seat and settling to my knees in front of her. Ashley’s was white, and Sara’s was teal, which is her favorite color. She takes my face into her hands, caressing my cheeks with her thumbs. Appearing on a hill a ways off, a throne like chair appeared. Sarah ass had creampie told her no four-star slave had ever been sold. She giggled. Why yes, Mistress, I would love to eat your ass.