If only I could explain that the truth is the opposite. My trip to Subardin quenched any curiosity about men. I never want to be near an erect penis again after my night on the Pride of Torconi. With what free time I have remaining, I make love to Hoola with a desperate intensity, burying my face in her pussy and wishing I could be surrounded now and forever only by the female. I can admit I am dreading the prospect of the Slavers’ Hub and the things that might happen to me if something goes wrong. This must be endured though, for Gara’s sake. I must find out what’s happened to her, and if there’s a chance Riyena has the information, it’s worth risking my own safety. So when time runs out for me to depart, I summon all my courage and conquer my mounting nerves. I don a regulation grey flight suit that will be my last clothing before the silken wrap of a slave girl. Then I let myself be escorted to the shuttle, feeling more like a condemned prisoner than a hero of my planet. I look around the familiar architecture and scenery of my homeworld trying to reassure myself all will be well. In only a day I will be back here with no lasting damage but the bracelet and bad memories. But when Red Duchess embraces me on the shuttle launch pad, she does it in the way of parting from someone she doesn’t expect to meet again. 12 – Merlon The Vengeful Goddess, a heavy battle cruiser of the Gaianesian space fleet, reality is armed to the teeth, and feels so solid that it give a false sense of safety to my next few hours. White Queen also conveys a reassuring certainty, behaving calmly and purposefully as she issues her commands. In the privacy of a cabin allocated to the great leader, I’m given a final briefing intended firstly to fill me with matriotic zeal, and secondly to remind me that while White Queen has sympathy for Gara’s plight, the most important part of my mission is to touch Riyena and upload those data files. The Harken woman is almost certain to recognize me as Gara’s twin in spite of the missing markings, so White Queen unnecessarily reemphasizes the importance of ensuring that Acheron arranges privacy for our meeting. Also stating the obvious, she warns me to avoid any kind of flirting or fraternization with any of the unpacified males, which might place me at greater risk than I’m already taking simply by being beautiful. Recalling the night with the visiting ship Fuck For Cash crew, I quickly confirm I want the least contact possible with men, and could happily avoid them for the rest of my days. After the experience on the Pride of Torconi I’ve even become apprehensive that I might meet unpacified males on my way through Merlon starbase to Acheron’s offices, so I’m relieved when White Queen informs me that messages have been exchanged with Acheron and he’ll be sending a female assistant, Kikizi, to safely escort me from the Vengeful Goddess. Everything possible has been done to reduce the risk to me, but my legs still go weak when the booming clang of us docking at the amateur Merlon starbase reverberates through the ship. Nerves and the contraceptive have upset my digestive system, and I have to void one final attack of diarrhea before I’m ready to disembark. Acheron knows of the limited time we have before my markings return, so our human agents are watchful and it is only ten minutes after we dock when Kikizi boards the ship. His assistant is attractive, for a human. An athletically built, tall Public Place blonde female with piercing brown eyes. I notice a number of the crew have overcome our natural contempt for a weaker blowjob species and look at her with undisguised interest. There’s plenty to draw the eye. Kikizi has dressed more provocatively than our unflattering jumpsuits and is wearing a knee-length dress which flaunts her breasts and her hips, integrated with tech that makes the fabric gradually shift through a rainbow of bright colors. He didn’t want to ever leave this pussy. I had to cum and nothing would stop me. “Candice Verway don’t you dare drive off from here until you have backup!” “It was my new friend Carrie; she told me that I’d like it more in the sauna if I took my clothes off.” "Oh, I've got one, alright," Bill replied. A new wave of pain resounded through me like blowjob a timpani and a Fuck For Cash very attractive musky scent came over me. Then, a strong hand wrapped itself around my neck very tightly. Silver didn’t work, bullets didn’t work, bombs didn’t work, even reality nuclear weapons didn’t work. Her left hand squeezed her tit, massaging it. “I wasn’t embarrassed; I just didn’t know what to tell the guys.” I feel another orgasm building and it feels like a squirt this time. Chloe was, of course, anxious to get dressed, because now her costume would be just as much a Public Place disguise; she’d look nothing like she did when she waltzed into the convention this morning, rendering her safely anonymous and preemptively avoiding any more awkward encounters with Ryan. Tina put her hand on my arm, "If you change your mind, don't be shy about letting us know. As we entered the bedroom, she asked me to join her. This seemed to snap them back amateur into life and they suddenly giggled and walked out.