I’ll settle the payment here and be along in a moment.” “Of course, Master,” the receptionist agrees diffidently. Immediately I am indignant enough to risk nudging him with my elbow. This wasn’t the plan. There are advantages of me having time alone with Riyena to discover confidential information, but we agreed Acheron needs to be there too, in case he has to compel her against raising the alarm. “You’re meant to…” I’m saying, but he looks angrily at me and interrupts, “Silence, slave!” I grow crosser at him, mainly because he called me “slave”, and I glare openly at the man playing the part of my owner. Stupid beast of an unpacified male. He’s allowed to stay in character in front of the hostess, which will help avoid creating any suspicion I’m a Gaianesian. But he’s breaking from plan by leaving me alone with the Harken even for a second, and we’ll have words about this after the mission. What’s worse is than now he’s told me not to argue, I’m as good as gagged by the need to play the submissive role. “Of course, Master,” I eventually force myself to say, but letting a hint of sarcasm creep into my voice to show him I’m pissed, and alleviate the frustration I feel at having to once more that shameful word. He smiles at the girl and abruptly I understand why he’s acting so recklessly. Gods damn him, I bet he’s trying to impress the hostess. I hate unpacified males! But this is a minor hitch, and we are still progressing with the mission. Perhaps less than an hour, and I’ll already be back on the Bountiful Sluts. And as soon as we undock any humility can go out the window. Back in the present, the hostess gives an urgent call and a gaggle of red-wrapped girls spills out of the club. Each one would be considered pretty by human standards, average by Gaianesian. She instructs this mob in a whispered consultation. “Come with us,” the nearest of these, a brunette with warm eyes requests of me. pussy Patronizingly she adds, “Try not to be afraid.” The uncertainty introduced because of Acheron’s slip has made me angry, and I look more scathingly pussy eating at her than I mean to, when she’s only Natural tits trying to be kind to me. As if I’d be afraid! But on with the plan. Another girl takes hold of my wrist in a slim female hand, and I let myself be tugged gently but firmly forward. I shoot a reproachful glance back at Acheron, but he’s so busy talking to the hostess he doesn’t even look. Outnumbered, I’m propelled within the place that’s been my target and the sum of my fears – the House of Roses. Immediately inside is oral a richly-furnished salon where women serve drinks and are available for selection by the clients. There are more men than women in here. A couple of the females are in the red wrap of Aghara-Penthay slaves, but most of them cowgirl are naked. People of both sexes look at me speculatively as I move through the crowd – a blue wrap making me distinctive. She sat in front of Estella’s head, lifted Estella’s head by Natural tits the hair and said The things me and your father would do while you girls oral were sleeping...” I’m slowly able to regain my balance. “But, I can’t do that. “ I'm not a modern girl”. Mark was looking right at me. I couldn't ignore him. Discerning. Strong dark fingers pussy slipped through her long brown hair, pulling her head forwards over the massive black cock. My nips were rock hard, my pussy lips were swollen and I got wetter and wetter as I slowly cowgirl walked round dropping off the sandwiches. ‘Of course Pamela’ he said smiling. She turned around and took my cock in her mouth. This time Vickie asked the question. He took a hit. First, we will be pussy eating closing for the balance of the week. You have time to think...