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  • And she resumed: “Once I got to Escarod two things went wrong for me. I ran across the crew of a humble cargo ship called the Rishi Herald. One of the male crew members spotted me, and asked me to stay with them. The implant compelled me to remain and not to call for aid, so that’s what happened. At the same time the toxins the leeches were feeding into me reached a critical tipping point, and what little sexual self-determination I possessed left me entirely. I couldn’t wait to get to their ship so we could start fucking.” “So they kidnapped me, and fuck we did. There were six male crew members and one female, and I laid with them all, whenever they wanted me and in whatever manner they wished. Of course there was no obligation from my implant to follow the woman’s orders, but one of the males told me I must obey her words as though she were a man, and that was that.” “I was principally the crew’s sex slave, but I also served in other menial tasks such as washing and cleaning, and cooking in the galley.” “Once I was free to speak the first thing I did was tell them of the leeches, and it was a simple matter to remove them in the ship’s medical pod. But the damage done was semi-permanent – it took a long time before I could think of anything but craving pregnancy by one of the crew.” “That wish was granted. With so many couplings it was unsurprising that with every monthly cycle I’d find I’d been fertilized. But they didn’t want a baby on board, or to have their blowjob toy disfigured with an unsightly swollen belly. Every month there’d be a trip to the medical pod, and I’d be left ready to be impregnated all over again.” At the mention of swollen bellies being unsightly it was Melena’s turn to blush, and she added, “Sorry. Their views on mothering, not mine.” I’m still not sure why I chose not to abort my own pregnancy, especially when there are so many possible candidates for the father. The chance of having to see someone with Egregious Klink’s face every day certainly gave me pause. Perhaps it is simply that I won’t have to go through the process of breeding ever again once I have a family. Perhaps it is a memorial to those lost or left behind – Riyena dead, Ja-Alixxe still serving on that vile world, White Queen, Elle, Cassarinie and Alexa Goshenk kneeling before masters unknown. I prefer to think that of it as a sign I still have hope. If I believed the galaxy was so terrible a place for women I would have Oriental spared half-something, half-Gaianesian Teen twin girls growing in my womb from experiencing it. I reassured Melena that no offense was taken, and she continued: “One of the crew also gifted me with my asian second sexual parasite – a type of louse that makes the genitals itch unpleasantly.” “None of what I suffered deterred titjob me from serving them. For three months I co-operated with everything they asked. I trained diligently in the ship’s gym to keep my body in the most desirable shape.” “I thought of japanese nothing but pleasing them, but meanwhile the rest of the Galaxy hadn’t forgotten me. The Rishi Herald went back and forth along the same route time after time, and with my implant broadcasting my location to any bounty hunter interested in finding me, it wasn’t long before someone tracked us down.” Surprisingly, at that recollection Melena smiled. I’m sorry…” Tongues intertwined and a mouth full of ale asian running down our faces. “You’re wasting valuable time and resources!” the officer yelled, “Harassing common folk when you and your men should be on the top floors with everyone else! The odd moments I had a job japanese there was always something happening outside my influence having me kicked out titjob of the job. They were specifically evolved to lure men into fucking you and impregnating you and allowing you to feed their babies. His young naked, girl masseur was working on his blowjob chest and shoulders and ignoring his hard-on. She lost her footing when a gust of wind came by and she tumbled backward into the water. No offense, but I hardly know Bill very well at all." “Actually it’s a secret…between us…I mean between Duke and me.” On the sixth morning after the sex party I found a lipstick Oriental note on my bedroom mirror. i also told myself i wanted him to fuck him taht day for me. i want to taste her pussy after they fuck. That thought made me laugh to myself. She kissed my cum hole, running her tiny hands up and down the length of my hard fuck rod, a pleased smile on her face. It took no time for the Teen creature to regain its bearings.