For a suitable fee your male escort” (I notice at that point how she slyly avoids the words “master” or “owner) “would take you to the brothel where Riyena is enslaved. You’d touch the girl, uploading the information to a receiver we’d implant into your own skin. You could ask where your sister is. In under an hour you’d be back on his ship, and gay you could remain in your cabin for the rest of the voyage.” She looks at me earnestly. “We ask you to endure one hour of humiliation that you’ll be able to put behind you, Lara, in exchange for answers about your sister straight and saving your homeworld.” “But it’s not ever going to be entirely behind me, is it?” I accuse. “You’re conveniently forgetting that the wrist bracelets of visiting slaves can’t ever be removed. There’s a toxin injector inside the bracelet that detects tampering. What will I say when my friends and family see me wearing one of those things?” “The situation isn’t perfect,” White Queen sighs. “But it’s our only chance to recover the plans.” “Not perfect?” I splutter. “I’ll have to put myself in the power of a non-passive male. Walk with someone who’s controlled by his cock, while I’m wearing next to nothing, right into Aghara-Penthay, and then ask if he’ll be kind enough to gaysex take me to be in the power of a sadistic lesbian and hope he leaves me alone. Even supposing he co-operates what happens when Riyena sees me? She’ll think I’m Gara, and she’s bound to raise the alarm.” Red Duchess nods emphatic agreement with me, but again White Queen has an answer. “You can make sure your escort is instructed to ask for a private frat audience in a soundproof room,” she says smoothly. “They’re common in the brothels that specialize in sadomasochism and torture.” (I shudder at the mention of sadomasochism and torture) “Listen to me Lara, you can easily have your man command her not to shout or make a fuss. Her slave implant will compel her to obey him.” I have objection after objection. “I can’t go there,” I insist. “They enslave Gaianesian women on sight. They’ll see the marks of our species. And the DNA scan will reveal it.” “Simple invisible skin patches gayporn around your wrists will fool the scanners in the bracelet, Lara. And we can give you an injection that will fade your markings for a couple of days. You’ll look just like a human woman.” She sat back on gaysex her heels, licked her lips, and smiled. "WOW MOM!" 'Cuz when I saw those pictures of your dick on Sally's cell phone, they really turned me on. But now came the time to test her resolve! "You'll see. He knew this was end of the line for him. "Just drop your bag and take off your shoes. Finally, straight convinced that he'd done all he could he stepped away. Oh the usual stuff this is fiction, nothing and no one in this story is real. Mandy gasps as he slides in to her cunt and I can hear the gayporn noise as he turns gay it onto full speed. Court is recessed until 11am.” The next morning, Angie was still asleep, so I tried to be quiet as I got up to pee. They had to be in their room and in bed by ten every night and get up at six every morning. The world spun around me. This strange, dizzying sense of vertigo hit me. While they obediently endured this degradation it was still filled tons of whimpering and sobbing from all of them. He gives me a wink. Mat was small framed and about 5 foot five. She sat up and looked around, he had removed all the weapons from his room knowing she would be here. and dumped a load down my frat throat.