In minutes I will be leaving. There will be a second walk of shame across the station. And the ordeal will be over. Back to Merlon, under the secret guardianship of Vengeful Goddess, then transfer to the warship itself. After it’s all over my only reminder will be an absent beloved sister, and a bandage like White Queen’s, hiding the shameful secret that I was once a slave. With the prospect of what’s ahead filling my every waking thought, I do not need more emphasis on the horror of the Slavers’ planet. But during a briefing in The Fortress it comes anyway. A woman asian bursts into the room, her jumpsuit bearing the insignia of a junior officer. Out of breath and looking upset, at the last moment she remembers her rank and salutes. “White Queen!” she gasps in a quavering voice. “There’s a broadcast from Aghara-Penthay… The heroine of last year’s Rape-Run, the bounty hunter Ja-Alixxe, has been caught.” 7 - Ja-Alixxe Women rush to the viewing screens, even White Queen forgetting her dignity for a moment as she pushes her way to a monitor. At japanese one time the Gaianesian government tried to censor these viewscreen transmissions from Aghara-Penthay, judging them bad for morale and encouraging women into submissive behavior, but it quickly was proven to be pointless when any woman with a basic understanding of technology was able to defeat the blocking signal and receive the feeds. Furthermore censorship gave the impression our leaders had something to fear from the Slavers, blessing their broadcasts with the same mystique as anything taboo. So even though it is disgusting and against all the principles of our society, Slaver transmissions remain unblocked. The full uninterrupted coverage of the Rape Run is available here. I’m sure many women watch it in secret, staying glued to their screens in sick fascination to see what might be their fate, should our planet’s defenses ever fall. Certainly we’re all familiar with the voice of the sleazy compere Wagner, who interviews the Runners and provides the voice-over commentary. “I’m sure you’ve not forgotten the beautiful Ja-Alixxe?” he is saying over a montage of scenes from the Rape Run of her standing proudly, or stealthily hiding, or moving gracefully dressed in the tight costume of that year’s contest. “And you’ll remember how disappointed we were when she left without giving us the chance to see her get fucked.” This comment is delivered over archive images of Ja-Alixxe powering the stolen ship out of a cave hidden just beyond The Zone. The expression on her face, tattooed with the slave-mark, is a picture of resolve. “But where is she now? All that japan rebellion, and look where she’s ended right back after all…” And cumshot the broadcast cuts to a gradual sweep of the camera, showing the large mezzanine concourse of Aghara-Penthay’s trading station. Seeing it makes my stomach knot with fear. “I don’t think Lara should be watching this,” says Red Duchess, but I say “No!” and elbow her aside. I can’t imagine a more depraved den of vice and debauchery than what is the one on screen – the place I’m destined to go. Out on to the broad mezzanine spill the open fronts of bar after bar, brothel after brothel. Men are taking their base pleasures everywhere I look, most of them loud, and many of them fetish drunk. I had poked those buttons as well. He couldn’t quite put his finger on how - but she exuded a sweet sexuality. This had me facing toward the wall that had the window with the closed blinds. It wouldn’t be long now. “Have mercy.” Her husband let her lay back on the pillows, and held her ankles as he knelt between her legs. Mick just laughed then him and Dan left. It was sort of busy, but we managed to get a seat at the outside dining area. "Hey now. Just as we walked into the pool room Charlotte screamed. “What do you mean?” She released my dick and went out of the room to give dad some attention, I hated him so much, but she had to make sure he did as she said; then she returned back to the room. I just recollected what happened yesterday— yesterday at about 4 pm I was watching cricket match. Aren't very pleased with him either. It cumshot took a moment for that to asian register in his mind. I don’t blame you for not trusting me.” He has his hand just above one of my knees pulling it one way while he works my clit with his tongue. I burst in to find Mommy kneeling on her hands and knees, wiggling her curvy rump at me. Evan couldn't have been gone very long, Jason thought. "We have more people fetish than places, meeting stands in recess. She glided between the tables and came up to Bryan, looked up into his eyes, then wrapped her arms around his midsection and squeezed, laying her head japanese against his chest. The memory of his wife still haunted japan Charlotte’s every laugh, smile, and her beauty. He swallowed and followed her in. She disappeared around a hallway, and with her gone he focused on his surroundings. "I really fucking hate you, you bastard." she told me one morning as I fed her some dry toast for her breakfast. I know her clit is sensitive and swollen from what I have already done to her today. After a few seconds, she seemed satisfied and stepped back. “So you must be a depraved, lezzie slut who wants to eat out her sister's cunt.” Tracey gulped then followed the naked me to the common room. That’s nice,” she said.