I stiffen, fearful of my nearness to such cruelty, and try to move under Klink. “Stay there. You can see when we’re done,” Klink orders, and instructed by a male my gagging implant immediately renders me passive and unresisting as he continues to pump into me. The woman screams again, the same inhuman tortured sound, and then I hear her desperately gabbling something before speech is cut off with another yell. Klink’s orgasmic groan is barely audible over her suffering, but I feel him pulse within me as he empties his slimy seed. His seed… Gods… Yet more of his seed in me. Gaianesian women have evolved to fall pregnant more easily than humans – being swollen with child is a good way to avoid rape in a world where men vastly outnumber nubile women. The odds I’ve escaped fertilization after so many have released themselves into me are slim. When the inevitable occurs, is he going to beat me to a pulp as he did Tits, or will he understand it wasn’t my fault? Or perhaps I won’t be permitted to void myself of my crossbreed offspring, and my stomach will slowly expand with more proof of my defeat. My Master withdraws blowjob from me. As is routine for one of Klink’s sessions, once sex is over I must clean his penis with only my mouth. The taste of semen mixed with female juices is now familiar to me. I will endure the stench filling my nose until I’m next permitted to rinse myself clean. Bu my revulsion makes no difference. Diligently I use my lips and tongue while big cock the woman shrieks and screams in the background. Only when Klink thinks my efforts are satisfactory does he tuck himself into his pants and watch from the door. “Hurry up and put your wrap back on, slut,” he says. “Then let’s go and see.” It is of course Cassarinie Ridath who is screaming. Salarin is brushing her breasts with a slave goad, one of the many instruments of torture that he likes to use which inflict intense pain without the least physical damage. Every muscle in her nude body is rigid, as though she’s being electrocuted. There is quite a crowd now – perhaps fifty men here watching the torture. I see the faction badges Blowjobs not just of Salarin’s clan, but of the other three Hunters, come to enjoy a Rape Runner’s downfall. Salarin looks almost bored as he abuses Cassarinie, looking at her contorted oral features with disinterest. When he moves the goad away from her he sighs. He let go of my jaw and I heard movement just before I felt something firm yet wonderfully soft touching my lips. Manjula looked curiously at the item girl gyrating on the screen. oral She was in a drug induced stupor by this time and didn’t fight when he entered her ass. All had a drink too many and there was a bit of tongue loosening. I could tell he had embarrassed himself. You gonna be able to make it Tyler? Big boobed blonde babe Binky Brewster was the hottest girl in class and every horny mongrel and panting pip squeak lusted and drooled over the very ground she walked on. Tell the truth.’ The card said something about the being property of the Morning Star Group, (which she had never heard of). No we will eat in the kitchen. Everyone cheered around us. That is the core of method acting.” This gagging wanton and wicked pleasure. blowjob I made sure I bent over with my ass towards him and my feet spread apart every chance I got. “My turn soon, don’t forget.” “Cum for me big cock dear. Her fingers sought out the cock of the dog she was kissing, reaching beneath its belly Blowjobs to caress the ruddy flesh into stiffness. I grabbed my flashlight and walked around. Ursula soon realized the paddle didn’t have much on her Mother’s hand, it stung like a wasp on her bare bottom. Lysera pumped her cock slow but unyieldingly into the perfectly tight pussy of her prey, feeling as it stretched and squeezed, milking her every inch as her own pre-mixed with the girl's juices, allowing her to go faster and faster. She removes her hand from his forehead and says, "Okay, but promise me it will be just your tongue until I say differently." She was strictly against it.