She learns about each one of my partners before capture. She learns that the sex I like least is in my backside, partly because I find excrement disgusting. At this revelation Riyena makes me perform daily cleanings on her asshole with my tongue, until Klink (who likes to kiss me on the mouth) discovers what’s going on and forbids it. Riyena learns how I fear having my breasts and pussy used to torture me. She learns I desire her and hate her. When she’s had her fill of hurting me, my body shows its gratitude by reacting to her gentler caress and her naked form with an schoolgirl intense arousal. I lick Riyena’s core out eagerly. I try my hardest to please her, because I want her to show mercy. The worst thing either of blowjob them can do is force me to abuse my sister. Riyena likes to order Tits and I to assume the sixty-nine position, and then make us bite each-other’s sensitive organs as hard as we can until we’re both screaming with pain. Afterwards we need the cunt paste to repair mangled flesh. Making Tits and I try to pull each other’s nipples off is another of Riyena’s favorite games. Causing pain to Tits is worse than being hurt myself. I didn’t think I could ever love someone, care for them, desire them, so profoundly as asian I do my twin, but when I’m ordered to mash her perfect clitoris between my teeth I go at her ferociously all the same. Implantation was a lifting of a curtain for me, when it revealed that my sister is the galaxy’s most beautiful being, but she is also my greatest source of suffering. It’s rare that Tits and I are alone, or not engaged in sexual service to the japanese others, and this adds to my suffering when I long for intimacy with her so desperately. “Tits! Tits! I love you, I love you,” I weep during a precious moment of privacy, and I can barely keep my hands from her with the intensity of my need. The taste of her juice or the feel of her nipple in my mouth is the most exquisite sensation in the universe. Tits responds with a lust that matches my own when we have a rare chance to pleasure ourselves, but I note that when we become intimate she doesn’t grow as wet as I do. When I ask shamefaced how I might please her as facial much as she pleases me, she tells me she’s always found it difficult to lubricate herself and only the Reflex seems to induce full flow. Even identical twins have minute differences. “Perhaps my markings reveal a different truth with me: that I am a natural submissive, otherwise why else would I need the Reflex to find most pleasure?” Tits says mournfully, and I soothe her, kissing “No, no, no, it’s just what they’ve done to us.” There are other ways we’re not quite the same. Tits seems to be adapting to slavery better than I do – she cries less and has a stoic acceptance I admire and envy. Perhaps it’s because having to regularly feel a man in her mouth is preferable to the nanotech I have stimulating my anus. That steady tingling from my injections began immediately after processing and implantation. Klink specified we should need servicing one per week, but after four days of that hole being neglected the pins-and-needles electric sensation became so distracting that my legs trembled constantly, and I had to go red-faced to plea to my Master for relief. The first significant change in my new unhappy existence comes nine days after my ruin up there on the trading station. It’s a slave cliché, but by this time I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve been raped. It’s certainly into triple figures – more than twenty per day since my capture. Saturday around 5 Wally told her he was going to a friend’s house for the night so he’d see her Sunday at noon. 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Just remember to be kind and let her swallow, it’s the least you can do. Make me cum!” I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. I then mentioned I’d seen that happen several times to both Artimos and Caros when Apollon ass fucks them. The trip was uneventful. She was panting and whining! Do I need to put some clothes on?” Kate asked. She seems to like you.” "Are you going to eat my pussy?" “He could see I was shaking so told me that there was no need to be nervous. Once everyone had a drink in front of them, schoolgirl Lois looked around the table and said, “For this first spin, I will be considered the winner.” She slowly waved her arm as she pointed around the table, “After that, it will move around the table.” She chuckled and said, “This is one night where everyone– except for poor Harriet– will asian be a winner.” you knew about all this?!" “Daddy, wait!” Kong came japanese close his large veined cock pointed straight at her month. 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