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The station is independently owned and not part of the vast empire that counts itself as Republic space, but it is the closest place to Aghara-Penthay with a Republic field office. In an old ship, even the short hop to here took over a day. It seemed like an eternity when I had the cold words of Salarin hanging over me – “Within a couple of days of being infected, the hormone concentration in her blood reaches a critical level and a change suddenly comes over a host female. She becomes Brunette insane with desperation to mate. She’s been turned to a raving cock-whore.” But salvation is within my grasp. I only have to hold pov on for minutes more, less than an hour, without losing my mind. As soon as I make contact with the Republican forces I’ll explain what’s about to happen to cumshot me, appeal to them to keep me away from men, and I’ll be safe in their protection. Medics will remove the leeches. They’ll return me to the general. I’ll always be known as the woman who lost and was gang banged in the Rape Run, but as someone who managed a certain level of victory over the Slavers, even with an implant there might even be a new role for me defending the rights of women. So I asked Ja-Alixxe to drop me here. I don’t know where she’s taking the ship – one of the sanctuary blowjob worlds populated only by females, perhaps. I didn’t ask. After our initial jubilation at escape, the truce between us became uneasy again. Things began to change immediately. Ja-Alixxe had to excuse herself and go to a private place in the back of the ship to masturbate. It had been two days since she’d relieved herself. She had her own demons to conquer, and didn’t want to tell me about the secrets configured in her own implant. Now she’s gone from my life forever. On the main deck of Escarod I move quickly through the crowds, conscious I’m wearing only a slave wrap, I’m carrying nothing but a doll and I have the busty mark on my face breasts of a slave of Aghara-Penthay. People stop to look at me, and I see recognition in their faces. I speed up, pass them by and hurry out of the sound of their voices. There is a mash-up of species, ages and sexes here, but all of it is the lower orders of galactic society – miners, ship crews, traders trying to score fast credit, merchants on their way to and from Aghara-Penthay, and those washed up here with no means to leave. They might be what the general would describe as “scum”, but since the ordeal of the Rape Run finished my soul has begun to heal, and I’ve to look more warmly on the diverse citizens of the galaxy. Any man who isn’t a Slaver is decent in my book. I clutch the doll to me, and think how I’d never realized before that the many guys who don’t have rape in their hearts aren’t so bad. I was too judgmental in my past, and maybe I they were right and I was cold. Perhaps it’s time I gave in to someone suitable and settled down. It’s not like I’ll be allowed back onto combat duty when I can’t shoot male aggressors, so faced with the necessity of a new career anyway, the idea of a quiet life raising a family isn’t even abhorrent to me anymore. Skirting these citizens my route takes me past the entrance to the kind of bar I would once have called seedy. Its front is open to the station mezzanine. A video screen streams news, with the sound muted so patrons can hear the bar music. The news ticker says, “Jasmeena declared the winner of the Rape Run after Leesha, Ja-Alixxe and Melena de Santo disqualified.” Then there’s a shot of a heavily robed and veiled woman, raising her hands to wave at a crowd. Her eyes are closed and her thin lipped mouth blowjob is open. When she kicked the wall next to my head, I was lucky not to have a heart attack. Our tongues danced and dueled as Clint pumped the last of his cum into me. He groaned and panted, watching us kiss. Part of him felt it was still too soon, and she should still be sore. We were all seated when Sean made a comment,"I don't know who was pov staring harder at that thing of yours. She pouted, pulling her lip down, and ever so gently pulling her long silky black busty hair back behind her ear. We are in a very tight battle with the number two news magazine for circulation superiority. “Hibernating, it's too cold outside. Sam regained some enthusiasm as she propped herself up on her elbow and leaned over and began to kiss me. It wasn't long before we were making out as Kate continued to ride me. All three of us began to moan louder. "Kiss Deana first," Rebecca said. Manya allowed him to help her. His hand rubbed cumshot through his hair. She was on her hands and knees with Mark in her throat. Truth be told, I was probably more angry at myself for falling for her wiles so quickly. She set it on her desk so the camera was facing a wall and said as if I had control of the camera, “Don’t look daddy, I’m going to change.” Okay, lay down on the bed and spread your legs. “I do madam.” Max made a final fake cough as he phoned in sick for the day. The guys were bragging among themselves how many times they made me cum. I knew it would be a buffet of some kind. Whatever this meat was, it was so good! And she can be a breasts Brunette little…” he paused, thinking to himself. "Did you think I was joking, lose the robe dummy." Precocious. Spreading them open with her fingers and licking intently up and down the sides. Faith