I’m bare and defenseless, half leaning forward in a pose like a runner about to begin a marathon. My breasts hang forwards, ripe and full, the prize displayed for these disgusting animals. In moments they’ll be on me, but I feel no compulsion to stay and with the instruction “you all do what you want, just make sure she’s back in a couple of hours” he’s included me. Klink has left me free to move. I’m running, streaking stark naked towards the barren terrain of The Zone before I know it. But although unpacified men might be beasts, they’re not stupid. “Trip, slave!” a male voice shouts after me. My ankles instantly cross over, locking as close together as though they’re bound, and I go sprawling face-first into the sand and grit. I scrape myself badly on landing – my hands and my breasts bearing the worst of the damage, but the adrenaline of blind terror prevents me feeling much exotic pain. I’m getting to my feet when someone barrels into my back and I crash into the dirt a second time. Before I know it the crushing weight of an obese male is on top of me, and as fit as I fuck am I don’t stand a chance of lifting him off. A second man arrives, and then a third. stockings As hope vanishes for me, there is laughter from them. The weight of fat-man leaves me, but others have a hold of my wrists and they use them to pull me to my feet. A hand squeezes my naked buttock, making me jump reflexively forward, but that takes me closer to the ones reaching for my breasts. And where the first hand began, many follow. 32 - Relief Klink laughs cruelly at me when we’re reunited. I enter his hut stooped over like an old woman, only able to take short shuffling steps because of the crippling pain in my lower torso. Yet again I’ve been gang raped. Yet again my holes have been damaged, and I have the signs of shame dried on my inside-legs. Yet again they found my breasts particularly pleasing, leaving my chest is sore from the unending mauling and squeezing and pinching. The muscles in my thighs and my buttocks ache from being tensed for so long, and I’ve pulled something in my shoulder. So many hands, oh, so many hands! Everywhere on me. And asian where hands probed and entered, inevitably their hateful pricks followed. Enough of them male crowd turned on me that I probably spared Cassarinie some of the assaults, but I’m selfish and I’d rather they’d raped her, killed her even, than come anywhere near my skin. When Wagner’s mocking footage of Cassarinie’s defeat was transmitted to The Zone and the galaxy, I was visible in the background, on my back naked in the dirt, while four men held out my arms and legs and a fifth mounted me. Slaver broadcasts are in glorious HD and even from a distance my tear-streaked face was recognizable and it was obvious I am a Gaianesian. Friends at home might recognize me, see how low I’ve fallen. That shouldn’t upset me – it’s not likely I’ll ever return alive to my homeworld to see these women, but I don’t like them thinking I was weaker than they, or I somehow deserved what I got. “Do you japanese hate me so much, Master?” I ask, slumping to my knees, and once more hear that cold laugh. “You still don’t get it do you?” he says. “You’re not significant enough to hate. I don’t hate you. You don’t hate a piece of property. You’re just an object. An object men want to fuck. That’s the only reason you’re permitted to exist.” I contemplate this for a moment. I am nothing but an object men wish to fuck. I say, “Yes, Master.” Klink seems satisfied. “Good. Destroy my pussy with your great, glorious cock. “What in the hell do you mean by that?” I said, exotic trying to sound strong but the fear was again hanging in the background. I am not going to let you in' she said laughing. Are you in the office today? “ONE MORE PLEASE.” I sit up breaking from her kisses. That's so hot.” Gloria went board stiff; her feet kicked the bed. Said Jenna, not caring that a couple standing near us fuck could hear. "You ever sucked a dick, toilet boy?" I groaned. “What do you mean?” I gulped them down. As your warmth envelops me it feels just as good as the first two times. I’ll try to get by some time in the week so we stockings can fuck each other senseless again… mwah.. "You're filthy." “Lynn, baby, you asian are beautiful, japanese sexy, and wonderful, and I just wish I could stay inside you forever.”