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But overlaid with that is the noise of a third woman’s moan, and it is not Oorla’s cries or my own groans. We freeze, desire quenched as quickly as if they’d thrown cold water over us. The cave illuminates with light as horrified, we disengage ourselves. How have they managed to project a screen in here? But there it is, close enough to reach up and disrupt the holography. Palonae is on the screen. It is Palonae who sent up the flare. The Slavers have stripped her, of course. And she seems to be restrained college in some device – her limbs extend from her body unnaturally stiffly so she stands in an “X” shape, although from the close up camera work I cannot see what holds her. The ruler of an entire planet is naked except for two steel cups the size of thimbles which cover her nipples. A third one is fixed over her clitoris, which I can see easily while she stands with her legs apart. I cannot determine how these devices are attached. “Citizens of the planet Tonova,” Wagner’s voice genially greets the unseen audience, “I greet you and present you with your proud princess. Men of Tonova – look at your ruler’s delightful breasts. What a waste she kept these puppies hidden for so many years. Women of Tonova – what feeble sluts you are, if she is the best of you! See how weak you are in the face of pain.” The screen cuts to an image of Palonae contorted in agony. She bucks in her frame, thrashing about her torso as if her breasts and the intimate place between her legs are on fire, and in the insanity of torture she imagines teen somehow she could shake herself free of the source of such suffering. How can those metal cups, so small and inconsequential looking, be capable of delivering skinny such horrific pain? Another shot now – Palonae’s body drenched in sweat and her ribs heaving with exhaustion, as she begs in a husky voice, “fuck me! Oh please just fuck me! Anything to avoid more of that!” Her pleading was granted, for in the next shot my view is of the teens back of Salarin, pressing up against her front. He is still fully clothed but I can tell he’s raping her by the rocking movements of his hips. And then we cut in a jumpy edit to him standing behind her, violating her anally instead of vaginally. He grips her hips with his hands and uses her pelvis to pull her back over him, and it must be unbearable for Palonae’s face is a rictus of discomfort. To avoid watching her suffering I look at the background of the scene – anything else in the hologram, but what I see gives me another shock. Apart from being down on the flat floor of the crater instead of raised up, the perspective of the high peak behind the princess is almost the same as where we are. I interrupt Palonae’s petite sexual moans to alert my companion. “Look where they are – Salarin, he’s really near us,” I tell Oorla urgently. “This footage will have been taken some time ago. He’s probably on his way here by now.” Let me know! As the words had left my mouth so easily it occurred to me that I was fully enjoying myself and that I was his. I was concentrating on my task at hand . . . He groaned, his hips thrusting. Her and I sat down on the cement curb edging to the parking lot and lit a cigarette. Her natural lube was enough to allow her pussy to easily swallow the head of my dick without much trouble. “Enjoy that one!” I grin as I leave the classroom. She rubbed them up and down and pinched her nipples like she did at college home. Sissy call Becky and Kitty and have them come back petite here please, yes teens skinny Daddy they are coming back now. This isn’t a competition. “Xavier,” Caleb finally began saying, unsure about how to go about it. I stubbed my toe on a log, making me cry out, walking even more cautiously. She jumped as she teen felt him reach her ass. Now laid on your back horizontal “Polkadot!”