How many billions, perhaps trillions, will want to watch my reaction when they unveil the shock? My face is well known across the Republic, and I’m grimly certain there will have been even more publicity since my capture. Will the general watch me suffer? Or Jasmine? Or Mansom? Edited footage of me will have been broadcast since my capture – the preamble and anticipation of the Rape Run are as important to the audience as the event itself. The viewers won’t have seen shots of me naked or indulging in sexual activity, as the first time the crowd get to see me nude will be saved until I’m stripped. My adult-rated footage has been recorded and kept for the highlights shows after the Run, and for the lucrative merchandising that accompanies the event. So the audience will be familiar with me already, but today will be the first time the Whole Galaxy sees Melena de Santo reacting live to questions. Today they’ll see that the Republic was not strong. Their poster girl can be humiliated and displayed as a Slaver captive. Seeking a distraction from the futile anticipation I’m feeling at this prospect, I look down at myself. The dim light in the antechamber where we ten women wait under close BDSM guard, makes the illumination on each of us more noticeable, a row of waist-high weaving fireflies, so my eyes are drawn to my own cup. I can fetish see confusion in the faces of my fellow Runners. None of them understand the purpose of these devices either. I wish I could ask Leesha, but being interviewed second, she’s not near me in the line. Ja-alixxe meets my eyes once. I must concede she looks utterly stunning in her tight top and japan shorts, even with demeaning yoke lifting her hands away from her torso, her knees apart and the red glow from her sex. I can appreciate a female body even if I do not desire my own gender. Swinging my yoked arms out of my view I look along the line. Many of the other women around me are in my opinion, more attractive than I am. I remember that some runners are chosen for beauty, and some because their participation makes a political or psychological point about the rights of women. Thus Aireela the Amazon, Elionara the dance, Jasmeena from the deserts, Cara the model, Leesha, Ja-Alixxe the bounty huntress and domina Oorla the actress are selected mainly based on their desirability, and indeed they do look exquisite. The political prisoners – Palonae, Tasha, and myself wouldn’t be here were we not also notable beauties, but if we’re lucky our appearance asian as part of the display will be forgettable compared to the others. The princess Palonae, who has been selected at random to be displayed and interviewed first, is twisting and turning her arms, trying to contrive to bring her hands in and reach the scarves knotted to the neckpiece of her yoke. She fails completely. Those delicate silken scarves, an addition to a Runner’s parade outfit give the only other flash of color to her dark blue outfit apart from her glowing red crotch. The scarves are the only variation in our uniform. Two of these are around my throat - we all wear at least one. I would give almost anything to be able to tear mine away, but they were secured when my wrists were already yoked. and how?” now Santosh was pushing cock in her ass in doggy after licking and fingering. It's nice that your making a lover for your friend, even if you're missing out on the fun.” All you have to do is click on their cam icon.” She had her thighs pressed around his hand, trapping his wrist. "Do I deserve to be raped?" she asked, looking up at him, her face dripping with his cum. He would not bow, he would own. “Next time~” She was right, I had no idea why she dropped the check on the table and got up and left that day. Hell, even after eighteen, that’s what, domestic violence? He looked sympathetically into my eyes. “M-my name is Cloudberry, I am a member of the royal elven mages guild, and- wait, why are my boobs so heavy!?” We approached the bar as my team spread around, shotguns at the ready. “You still have blood on your nose,” Brie pointed out. She asian looked at me quizzically as if she was forming a thought and about to give a measured response, but all she said was, “Hmmm?” I walked into the kitchen and started climbing the stairs to the second floor of her apartment. I want to see if I can find a job down this way. Lupe clutched the back of Alice's head with one hand, grinding her pussy in time with her lover's movements. The entire day on the beach then driving the car had created a pleasant level of sexual tension in the girl. I look up at her, shocked, and she just smiles and tucks her phone into her pocket before stepping into my office and closing the door behind her. This slut wasn’t just one who wanted cock, she needed his cock. She was still beautiful at 45 even after having 5 kids and I told her that,She smiled and asked if I still thought of her,I domina couldn't deny that I did. There is so much cum she is now coughing and some the cum is squirting out the corners of her mouth some out her nose. “I did, Sirvard,” he said, groaning my name. “My mom was a registered nurse, and japan she told me about this stuff in Japan. Because I love you. I decide that we don’t need to take a limo. “Because we can make that happen, BDSM Charlie. Once all had their ankle in hand, arm and leg behind their back, the final set of instructions was given out. I’m naked and juicy now, Graham. “If Kerry’s not here, I need to go.” fetish