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No! I must say something, anything. Grasping for a question I blurt out: “Riyena. How do you know they have Riyena? How do you know amateur they have any of them? Maybe they all perished.” Silently Red Duchess hands me a data pad. Through the blur of my free-flowing tears I look down at the screen to see it shows an advertisement. The woman in the image I do not recognize. She’s a youthful brunette with the pale skin and mottling typical of our two species. On the side of her face, overwriting the creamy silk of teen pale skin and brown mottling is a swirling mark like a tattoo. I know enough of Aghara-Penthay to recognize it – the slave mark that the Slavers permanently tattoo on all their captive women, as a sign of quality. She’s pretty, although in my biased view not as attractive as Gara. The woman’s breasts are small, and her hips are not so wide in proportion to her waist. Her vulva is entirely hairless. Its pale pink lips are fat and rounded, almost submerging the vertical slit. She’s less strongly built than the females on our world. A Harken woman. This female is stark naked, which is does not shock me. Gaianesian women are comfortable being nude in front of each other. What makes me gasp is her pose, to see a woman with the markings of our species on her knees and holding her thighs open, as though she needs to humbly plead for sexual attention. A sex traitor! A whore! That’s why my first reaction to the picture is, “And this submissive thing thought my sister was good enough for her?” “Don’t judge her too harshly,” Red Duchess says firmly. “The Slavers of Aghara-Penthay implant a microchip into the brainstem of captive women. It disrupts the signals relating to willpower, meaning an implanted female is compelled to follow orders, as long as the order is given by a man. They only had to ask her to pose that way and she would have obeyed.” I’ve heard that before, Car but my beliefs are too ingrained to accept that some part of her nature must have already been inclined to submission. Otherwise how could a woman look so unashamed, displaying her sex like that? I’m looking at a female debasing herself to please men… Possession of this image could get someone into trouble on Gaianesia. I would throw the revolting filth away in disgust, were I not obliged to pay attention to the writing, which is the common galactic script. “Riyena, 25, from Harka-Ringworld,” I say aloud. It is impossible to throw the dildo away by force of will so I was stuck with doing this again Car and again even when the police arrived. Jeans was not really Ronja's favorite kind of clothes. Second and third periods went about the same, amateur Beth teaching class for a while before sitting in her seat and rubbing her cunt on the cushion. “It’s a little vibrator and it gives me little electric shocks.” I said. She looked around the room and there were plenty of guys. I couldn't hold off any longer. Which was to say, none at all. Her hands tightened on his shaft which made him squirm further. I needed to go home early this evening and get some rest. Tammy: I just wanted to know how many people are going to be watching us. “I’ve never thought of it like that.” Kate said, “maybe we should try it Zoe?” "I think you are lying to me and you will be teen punished for that. Mmm, I like that.” If you don’t then that movie of you sucking your school boy son off is going to the police.” “The fire spirit…” I murmur, my voice sounding slurred and drowsy. Upon first glimpse of the haughty vampiress – unchanged from when we parted, still wearing the same old-fashioned yet flattering leathers – my heart leapt inside my orcish armour, threatened to burst through the under-padding and wrought orichalcum breastplate. James was just behind Hank with Dawn crawling after him. When she began to moan and push her hips back and forth, I decided it was time. Jada put her hand at that spot, she could feel him in her. “Men…. And I was beginning to suspect, much to my astonishment, that Sami didn’t, either.