But the hormones that course through their bodies turn men into animals, and degrade her they did. The finely featured face with its steel eyes and the long curtain of perfectly straight wine-colored hair, I will never forget seeing distorted with pain as she was tortured; driven almost into insanity with unending sexual arousal; weeping and screaming in unbearable terror. I’ve tried to soothe away those terrors with kisses just as she comforts me, but on Cancis Rock we all wake up crying out from the nightmares. Like me, the mark on her face is still there – the mark that declares us a female processed as a slave of Aghara-Penthay. That mark, dark like a tattoo, is only ever applied after a woman is implanted with a control chip into her brainstem. The medic said we can’t burn it away and heal ourselves with the bacta. Not without triggering some kind of mental breakdown. It’s as permanent as the pale scars disfiguring my breasts. Melena’s toned body with its long legs, slim waist and those famously pert breasts I still remember standing stoically in a wooden frame, her limbs roped to its corners, while they mofos stripped her, and then that same body gradually slumped to hang limp as she was raped time after time after time. Now at nights it entwines with my own form and hands try to caress tenderly where once there was so much hate. In booty private we are often naked, but sucking during the day Melena wears a functional jumpsuit in colors identifying her as a civilian. There is no return to fleet for a colonel unable to refuse a male command. I was nervous when doggystyle I first met her, shown into the pleasingly furnished apartment that was Melena’s home, in the same way one feels meeting a respected celebrity. She dwelt somewhere underground in the most secure levels beneath the surface of Cancis Rock. There were no windows, and oddly no technology – no video screens or communication devices. Without thinking, it was the first thing I commented on, not really the best way to begin a friendship, but she answered openly. “The Slavers have given up on most of the other women here, but they’ll chase me as long as I live. And all they have to do is order me to return in a news broadcast, and from the moment I hear it I’ll do everything in my power to escape back to that living hell. They tried it once or twice, apparently. My content all has to be checked for me.” “Oh,” I Natural tits said, and then with nothing else in mind I stated, “I was there too. Aghara-Penthay,” (although she’d already seen the slave mark). “My name is Boobs.” But immediately I felt foolish. “No, that’s not right. The Slavers made me believe it was that. “This is tight, man. I'm balls deep in my mom.” Suddenly there was the sound of alarms and klaxons behind Reganald. mofos Let us destroy Vebrin's phylactery and condemn his soul to his punishment in the Astral Realm.” We shook hands and we left. I still had a semi as I stood before them, but not as obvious as my earlier turn. Mo was trembling with nervousness and doggystyle excitement as she Natural tits knocked on the hotel room door. I stand there kissing her as she wraps her arms around my neck. Thinking to herself. She nodded. I love putting my cock in your ass, but I can go a little longer without it.” My heart was pounding in my chest and I know it was only matter of moments before she dumped my ass.“ yes baby I did I’m so sorry please don’t dump me” I said while crying “ WITH WHO!” She demanded I took sucking deep breath and said “ Stephanie.....” “ booty YOU FUCKED STEPHANIE...?