No-one seems to be paying any attention to me at the moment. The defeat of Colonel Melena de Santo is already old news. The sun is teen low in the sky, and the fire has gone from Aghara-Penthay, but it’s still daytime. Is it only late afternoon? Lord help me – all that suffering took only a couple hours, and now evening is coming? My spirits sink lower. Nightfall is bad news for the losers in the Rape Run. Once it’s dark, there is nothing for the Hunters to do but take pleasure from the women already in captivity. virgin Salarin’s hunting party will return here, and perhaps some of the others too, and they will want to fuck me and they’ll want to fuck me, and they’ll fuck me again… The frame next to mine is now empty. They took Palonae down while I was unconscious. I wonder what’s happening to her. Things will be worse for me tonight if I’m here alone. I blowjob step in my frame, flexing and trying to shift the encircling ropes away from the worst bruising on my wrists, and I feel my breasts shake with my movements. Soft and full, they hang there like ripe alabaster fruit, an advert calling every man’s attention to the fact that I am female, and nubile. God I hate my boobs; I hate having wide childbearing hips; I hate having a delicate almost perfectly symmetrical feminine face; I hate having long smooth legs; I hate having a round, toned, ass; I hate having pouting lips; I hate my wine-colored hair; I hate my pouting lips; I hate that there’s a hole between massage my legs instead of a cock and balls. But most of all I hate these breasts. I had no choice about being born with genes to deliver me big breasts, and they’ve brought me nothing but misery my entire life. I look up from my bout of self-loathing and I’m gripped by fear. One of Salarin’s underlings, across by one of the buildings, is standing watching me. first time How long has he been looking? I think to break eye contact too late. The man calls out and I feel myself shrink in my bonds. He shouts an order, inaudible to me over the distance between us. Tears prick in my eyes, and I pull with my arms, again trying to draw my hands free through my bindings. Please help me no, my body surely can’t survive more rape. I have my head humbly down, but inexorably he approaches me anyway. There might be some alien blood in this one, for he is unnaturally tall, almost seven feet high, and he’s very thin. I really didn’t want to talk to these bozos again. I first time want them to know I'm virgin your whore.” “Yes, very natural... because I’m a cunt.” I responded. That way if we say it around anyone, it'll just seem like something for school." In my dreams I started to wonder what it would be like to be fucked by two men, just like my mom was the other night. They just had to proceed like someone was watching at all times. "yes, use your tongue! She looked down at my shorts. His 12 teen inches is heavy, so massage it makes quite a slapping sound and leaves red marks after the first few. My body shivered from the orgasm and another load of spunk filled my sister's mouth as she tried to pull her head back blowjob and off my spouting penis.