That cunt’s going to be licking your holes out.” I look at the woman on screen trying to imagine myself intimate with Alexa, imagine her “licking my holes out”, but I feel nothing. The proud pirate, unbowed by the statistics that a most-want-to-lose Runner hasn’t been the victor in the Rape Run for many years, seems too remote to me. When the interview reaches the part where Wagner offers her the choice of baring her breasts or using the phallus on princess Palonae, Alexa strides unhesitatingly across towards the helpless slave. “Watch everyone. This is what I’ll do to those other Runners,” she declares, and instead of going for the woman’s pussy she positions the head of the cock against the star muscle of Palonae’s anus. “No, No!” the princess starts pleading, but Alexa is already ramming her hips forward viciously, making her helpless victim scream. “Yes!” cries Klink, and dragging my sister’s hair back forcing her to look up at the ceiling, he bucks hard enough upwards to lift her momentarily from the bed. Tits slumps, rendered insensible with the force of her Reflex while my owner pumps himself to orgasm inside her, violating my beloved sister’s anus at the same time as the pirate ravages the princess. “Happy Rape Run, Alexa asian Goshenk,” Klink taunts to the viewing screen as the last of this year’s Rape Runners is dragged from the platform. “I’ll be seeing you soon.” 30 - Three It’s been another day of wishing we were able to kill ourselves. Klink has been feeling particularly vindictive towards women since he learned Alexa was participating in the Rape Run. A typical example took place just after his climax in my sister’s ass, when he wanted to watch japanese me clean out the contents of her orifice using my tongue. I could think of little more disgusting, perhaps save performing the service for someone other than Tits, but I am implanted so I inevitably followed the order and tried to the best of my ability too. The taste was utterly vile and I retched repeatedly, but that was all – I’d been ordered not to vomit. Apparently the effect of the implant in the female brain is so powerful it even overrides physical reflex, and I gulped back the repulsive mixture without being sick. I wish it had been otherwise. The acid aftermath of vomit is nothing, but at the end of the day I could still taste Tits’ back passage in my mouth, even though I rinsed myself every time I had the chance. Things have been worse for her. I completed my monthly woman’s cycle just before leaving for Aghara-Penthay, so today, with my time in captivity now at about a fortnight, I’m due to begin menstruating in just over another week. Tits’ periods have been guaranteed to synchronize with my own since girlhood, so she should have voided her womb while I was waiting to leave Gaianesia, but for the first time since puberty her bleeding didn’t arrive. It’s been over a galactic month since Tits’ enslavement and it’s not difficult to guess the unbearable explanation. Red-faced with shame, after the video broadcast she gave up and had to inform Klink that she might be pregnant, and when questioned further she admitted with the violations being particularly frequent early into her captivity its unknown who the father might be. Egregious Klink beat her then, forcing Riyena and myself to watch. He beat her using his pussy fists, and by slapping her with his open hand across her breasts so hard it knocked her to the floor, and I understood what a strong man can do to a woman when he’s really trying. I cowered and wept as she was thrashed and called names, “Stupid slut”, and “Gaianesian whore”. chinese Klink reminded us that until he decides otherwise, our only reason for existence is to provide sexual pleasure with our bodies. We are pleasers, not breeders. Fail to remain sufficiently attractive, and we will be ordered to the place underground where ugly or unwanted women go and never return. Male instructions can even override the imperative to live, so the unluckiest women of all just stand there, rejected slaves compelled by their implants to do nothing japan but stay and wait for the end. It broke my heart to see Tits so defeated - slumped to her knees trembling uncontrollably with terror while our Master laid into her. I’d have swapped places with her in an instant. After it was over and Klink had stormed from the apartment, she was unable to stop crying for an hour, and her hands shook like she was an old woman. Even Riyena looked nervous. A medic prescribed a contraceptive drink that triggered such powerful cramps it made it difficult for Tits to walk, but the discomfort from her bruised face and upper body were far worse. The black eye was already beginning to swell when the Master and I left her, and she was forbidden healing paste as an additional punishment. She’s going to be sore for a while. Master informed us that I would be the only one accompanying him into The Zone. She told him next time would be somewhere better. He leads the band of japanese scouts that had been following us. “Ummm… what?” Pearly jizz splashed across my face. “She must really like it. Do you trust me?" pussy She wasn’t sure if japan his dick reveal turned her on more or the way Esther ogled it. “Yes!” I moaned into her panties. Nodding Sam grimaced as he looked at the throng. I fell to my chinese knees. Her eyes opened a little wider, her jack slackened, her full lips parted as her body began to react to me. When I asian just stand there the only part of the dress that touches my body is the shoulder straps.