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I conceal it because it shames me to have women I want to respect me seeing that Colonel Melena de Santo has been marked as a sex slave, and will forever carry the symbol proving that she has failed. 9 - Allies We’ve been shut in this stifling hot cell forever, what are the Slavers waiting for? Sighing with irritation I shift position, drawing up my wrists a little. I’m sitting propped back against the wall, knees raised, elbows between my thighs. I’m not just getting comfortable - my change is position is to discreetly graze my slim forearm against the most intimate place on flesh. For most of the day I’m been trying to find positions that press something against my sex, particularly my clitoris, without my cellmates noticing. The admittedly pleasurable sensation this temporarily brings seems the only way to relieve the constant distracting tingle that has been with me since the injection. Two days after my processing, I no longer feel any discomfort from the treatment except the buzz between my legs that constantly demands attention. My face doesn’t hurt; the only reminder of the implant is a slight lump at the base of my skull; and the injections to my genitals that were extremely painful at the time now create an effect that is quite the opposite from suffering. As forecast by the doctor, the neatly trimmed hair protecting my pudenda fell out within hours, leaving my sex as bare as a pre-pubescent girl’s. It feels more exposed now I’m bald down there - the greater nakedness of my pussy further boosting the enhanced sensitivity that I’m sure results from the injections. I was captured for the Rape Run while still a virgin, and as I admitted during processing - I have not previously taken much interest or pleasure from my own body, being too busy with the MILF task of protecting the rights and freedoms of women across the galaxy. But I am not uneducated or ignorant about human sexuality or the possible responses of my body. Thus, I am now dreadfully certain of the function of the painful injections to my labia and clitoris. Something has been done to me. Something whose purpose is to constantly stimulate the sensitive nerves in my sex organs. Something whose purpose is to humiliate me by sexually arousing me, against my will. The morning after my processing I awoke on my sleeping mat from a vividly erotic dream to find myself wet between my legs and with my nipples stiff. I tried to ignore the warm, gentle stimulation through the slow hours of my day, but the teasing just grew worse and worse. By the time night approached it was almost impossible to keep my hands from myself, but I vowed not to let the ignited fire conquer me. The audience will no-doubt know about my treatment. My condition is probably a joke across the whole galaxy – look at the famously frigid Melena de Santo pretending she doesn’t need to touch herself. Look, she’s getting so desperate that she can barely hide it from the other women in her cell. Today the final female was taken for processing – Elionara being tittys Hardcore removed from the cell mature and returned marked and subdued. We all know what the last step in our preparation means. We are all ready. The run might even begin tomorrow. With ten confined women left with nothing to do but wait for the artificial lights to suddenly extinguish, telling us it is evening Rough Sex in the desert, tension reaches unbearable levels. I, for one, am desperate to flee what awaits in the coming days, but there’s nowhere to run beyond the few yards up to mom the blast door. Gods help us, even the warm-up is going to be horrific. “Thank you!” she exclaimed with her mouth full. As I said this she wiggled her hips back and forth till her shorts made it down to about mid-thigh before they free fell to the floor, mature revealing the neon green French cut bottom to her swim suit. Its size made Rough Sex me question my decision, but I was too far gone now. I responded. The sermon is on how women should obey and respect their fathers and their husbands. Would I ever be able to return to a normal life? During the interval I went into the restroom removed my panty which is completely wet and stuffed it into my hand bag. The DHHR covered our housing, food, and water and power, due partly to my teaching work at the mansion, but this money I saved for miscellaneous purchases like Christmas presents, and should anything happen in the future and we lose the DHHR’s support. “You're the only person that will know.” Anael gave me a big Hardcore grin as she sauntered to me, her firm titties bouncing. mom “Come in, Todd,” she murmured in a soft voice. They took a shower and started having sex in there too, so while they did that, me and Kennedy went back to my room and had sex too so literally everyone tittys in the house were having sex. She heard Brad leave the bathroom. She was going to get fucked and there was nothing she could do about it even if she wanted to. I wasn’t even at her hole yet and despite everything I tried, the feel of her vagina touching my penis was too MILF much. I put my hand out to Penny asking her to follow me and Jill to our bedroom. I shivered, my heart pounding in my chest. I did not learn much about her except she had a driver’s license and was excited about showing me the sights of LA. “Mmm, she is,” purred Candice.