Tits pauses then, and she looks at me tenderly, then reaches out and squeezes my bare shoulder. “It’s your name,” she says in a amateur kindly voice. “You won’t remember, because Klink ordered you to forget during our processing, and unlike me your implant is working. But your name is Lara. Perhaps in time you’ll overcome the lost memories, and start to believe it again.” No, I don’t remember that bit of my processing, but there’s much I’ll never forget. And when my mind races through those other commands I suddenly feel exquisitely humiliated. With my face blazing red I say, “He told us to desire each other and I did. Is that untrue for you as well? All the way you behaved towards me was fake? Are you even a lesbian?” Tears are streaming down my cheeks. I should be celebrating, but my heart’s desire has just crashed to ruins. I want her to come over and hold me, caress me, but Tits stands up and goes back to the control panel, deliberately avoiding eye contact. “I love you, my blowjob sister, more than I love anyone else alive,” she says quietly. “That’s all you need to know.” Epilogue – Cancis Rock My quarters here are humble, but I am satisfied. It is a better home than I could have ever dreamed of a few months ago – instead of Klink’s apartment on Aghara-Penthay, a heavily defended former penal colony, turned into the Republic’s first refuge for the victims of sexual slavery. Compared to the horrors of serving men like the Slavers the dangers of mining are inconsequential, and implanted women eagerly labor here in exchange for the military’s protection. Our male guards are carefully vetted by the Republic so they don’t take advantage of the power a word holds over us. Not that they need to use it, with so much readily available sex. The shameful need to regularly have a male inside my rear will never abate, and many of the other women here suffer similarly girlfriend from nanotech and have to seek a man’s companionship. To avoid being driven insane, once every few days my sister and I have to go to the social clubs where we can mix with our protectors, and find partners willing to help with our predicament. Yes, her too – for although her implant does nothing, the nanotech in her mouth functions perfectly. A ready supply of beautiful women casting such as myself and Tits (no, sorry, I gagging must attempt to think of her as Gara even though my memory still insists I am wrong in this), women who might be considered “easy” by galactic standards, mean there is no shortage of men willing to relocate to this inhospitable planet. We have a few undamaged female protectors as well from the Republic Marines, I think largely to police their male colleagues. I have dwelt here almost since the events on Cunt Catcher, and it seems unlikely I’ll ever leave. I will never have a conventional relationship, not when a chip in my brainstem is configured to find men repellent, and my heart will always crave an incestuous relationship with my sister. A relationship that will never be. ‘Ok’ I blowjob said quietly. "Go," she whispered in his mind as he got up and declared his intention to show her his wrath. Irma and I were very happy together, and so were Scott and his family. Amanda blushed and laughed her musical laugh as she kneeled before Jansen while gagging everyone egged her on. The Martinez family is probably the richest family in town. ‘You liked it, huh?’ Artemis said. I knew exactly what they were thinking, but she didn't seem to notice. Hurry up, you two. Oh, I believe in yesterday The busty girl savored drinking her mistress's feyhound-cum out of women's pussies. else we won't fuck. We were very close to having guest arrive for the summer and we were about ready. I stand up, puling casting my shorts to the ground and tell her to suck my amateur cock. I mean seriously, they girlfriend can’t go all night” he said as he opened the door and held it for her to enter.