I submit to these with completely docility, for it’s now futile to resist when there is nowhere on this world to flee. The sky forms a perfect barrier. With no intelligent life on the barren surface other than Slavers and slaves, even if I did escape into the public desert I’d find no one to help me. The Slavers could track me using the bracelet locked around my ankle, and it’s doubtful I’d have time japanese to reach somewhere I could throw myself to my death. “Lara, Come…” Klink orders me. In fear I approach him cautiously and he snaps, “Hurry up. I’m not going to hurt you.” Up on the trading hub I’d tried desperately to void myself of the egg, but faced with the impossibility masturbation of extracting the swollen object I’d been helpless to evade its torments. Now Klink pulls it effortlessly from between my nether lips and it comes away with a soft plop. He holds it up to taunt me with the fluids that still lubricate it. This he smears under my nose, so I must inhale the distinctive fishlike scent of my own sex organs. A parting of ways takes place then. I have travelled to the surface with the captives seized from Vengeful Goddess. One hundred and fifty one naked Gaianesian women including myself, all chained together in an empty cargo hold with nowhere to sit. Riyena was the japan only female enjoying clothing for the voyage. There was little conversation during our descent. Not even White Queen had words of inspiration. We all knew the certainties ahead of us on the surface. A few women sought to comfort their closest friends, but most huddled on the hard floor contemplating their futures by themselves. No-one speaks to me. Perhaps it’s my disheveled, stinking state. Perhaps they blame me for their current situation, as I was the subject of their mission. At the landing pad White Queen is uncoupled from the line, and led away towards a blast door by two guards gripping her upper arms. Back on Gaianesia she told me they wanted her for the Rape Run, and Riyena mentioned something similar. In that case she has a chance of being the survivor – for each year the last of the ten Rape Runners to evade capture released. Perhaps this explains why White Queen looks more stoic than the rest of us. I too am separated from the rest of the Gaianesians. “Come,” Klink says to me, and he walks towards an entrance into of the sandstone buildings with Riyena following him. I take a last guilty glance at my fellow citizens before limping after my personal captors. Inside the corridors of the building there’s no need for glass in the small high windows. It never gets cold enough on Aghara-Penthay. We weave a path asian forwards into a maze of gangways, and despite the signs in the Slaver script I’m soon lost. “Home sweet home,” Riyena suddenly tells me, stopping abruptly at a nondescript blast door. At a wave of Klink’s palm it opens. The rooms we enter contain the wealth of kings. 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