Show them a woman can be strong.” Listen to her beg! I can’t believe I used to respect this person. She piss doesn’t understand the least thing about what lies ahead for her, and about who holds the true power in the universe. Women are weak, and the sooner we accept that the better. “You show the galaxy how strong a Gaianesian woman can be,” I say, and tug her hair back painfully hard. I’ve never watched a woman enduring the Reflex from so close up until now. The brave leader of Gaianesian Intelligence gives an erotic moan of near orgasmic lust, and in front of me her eyes roll back in her head, her pupils dilating with the rush of arousal. Her body goes limp, except for spasmodic twitches from her thighs. When I release her hair her head hangs forward semi-conscious. I walk round behind her and between her still legs to see her pussy is already glistening. Ithya moans again as I position my phallus against her lips. I don’t care if her cry is pleasure or suffering – actually I’d have preferred suffering – but I was ordered by Cronorgan. I thrust my fake cock all the way into her, and the stimulators massage my blowjob clit at the same time, igniting pleasure that begins to warm through my body. Marveling in the power of my penis, I begin to move my hips back and forward in a steady rhythm that mimics a man in sexual congress. Each time I penetrate into her, Ithya moans in a wanton whorish demonstration of how the Reflex reduces a sentient being to a slut. With the apparatus around my pelvis stimulating me, I then bring myself to orgasm by raping one of my planet’s greatest leaders. This is my turn! If Ithya shows any signs of recovering from her sexual hypnosis I simply tug her hair again, after giving her long enough to comprehend what I’m about to do. Let her worry about how many times her reflex needs to be triggered before her markings begin to change shade, just like I once did. Pathetic bitch! Almighty Boobs! This is how Riyena must feel when a woman squirms in her power. I can understand it. Perhaps I too am actually a sadist. My own climax Hardcore comes upon me intensely, although now I’m experienced I know my release of pleasure, without The Reflex, is a pale imitation of the impossible ecstasy of fetish Ithya’s submissive state. Crying out loudly in time with her moaning, I orgasm, and my eyes refocus to discover Cronorgan has his cumshot penis out and is ready to join in White Queen’s defeat. “Thank you, Master,” I say, withdrawing from Ithya’s pussy so abruptly that she shrieks. Just to even things up Jon told Vicky to take her dress off and he gave her 3 strokes with the cane. Dakota went to our room and her room and fetched both Jill’s gun and her own. Before they knew it, they fell asleep on the couch, their nude bodies touching as they drifted off. “Oh, yes, yes, yes!” Her clit protruding from it’s hood almost a full half inch, is thick and a deep rose red color. The highborn eased fetish himself back onto his bed. I've never ridden a horse, have barely been around them. I hate it when everything goes so well for her at work that she comes home so chipper. He wanted to meet cute girls, experience sex for the first time and get all inappropriate thoughts of his family off his mind. I could just surrender now. And this particular orgasm turned out cumshot to be the strongest and longest-lasting orgasm that Bill had ever experienced in his entire life so far. With that he pulled her legs up and draped them over his arms, spreading them wide giving him total access to her leaking pussy, then grabbed her hips. A three-some with one piss of your friends and his wife. By that time I was getting back to normal. Likely he'd drank his share yesterday. It felt good! Shae was giving me head. I was just finishing that when I heard someone clapping. What I didn’t tell her was that I could see blowjob her sparse triangle of brown pubic hair through Hardcore the thin white Lycra. “Don’t stop……I’m cummmming…………!!” She cried out.