So helplessly I wait and endure, with my arms stretched out and my face in in Gara’s sex organs while Klink rapes me, and she sobs. Riyena taunts us, from her place on the bed. “That’s right Gaianesians, let it out…” she gloats. “Because you two are so screwed. You’re gonna wish you were dead a million times before we’re done, but after tomorrow’s over you’re not even gonna have that threesome choice.” So it’s as I feared. Tomorrow. Only one night left and then I’ll be implanted, marked, my free will destroyed by a chip in my brain stem that will make me subservient to men for the rest of my life. In time with this news, Klink climaxes inside my ass blowjob with an animal grunt and for a moment I’m able to hate him more than Riyena. When he’s done I weep too. I do wish I was dead, and I know I am going to crave that final release over and over during my future that contains nothing but sexual servitude. But there’s no escape, not from the surface of Aghara-Penthay. Not when you’re female. Not when you’re a slave. 26 - Processed The ankle bracelet containing my fake DNA information is first to go. At the start of my mission, I was dreading a lifetime carrying that badge of shame linking me to Rosila Volati, Ilushin One. Who’d have thought its absence would be a bad thing for me and not a good one – a signal that far worse things are coming? They’ve strapped me into a chair – the wide foot stirrups making it much like the gynecological ones used at home for the breeding insemination, only with those there were no restrains to secure the sitter. Today I’m as good as paralyzed. I’ve been buckled cumshot into place at my wrist and ankle. A heavy belt around my waist pins me back against the seat. There are two more bracelets encircling my knees to keep my thighs apart - as though my genitals weren’t already exposed and defenseless enough. A band across my forehead keeps my skull back against the padded rest. I saw the small hole I saw in the headrest while they buckled me down. I know what it’s for, that hole, as I’ve already seen the matching tool among the medical paraphernalia on the counter. That’s where the implanter asian gun goes. The medic about to end the life I know is a young fellow with a neatly trimmed beard. For a moment when I walked in I thought he was going to be more professional than the other Slavers, but when Gara was led into the room behind me he said, “Twins… Nice!” and I knew he was as heartless, and male, as the rest of teen them. Gara and I had five minutes whispered conversation last night and we’d agreed to try and break away and end ourselves during the walk to processing, but that too we were denied. Klink arrived in our cell with a large escort of Slaver guards. There wasn’t the least chance of escape. “Gaianesians,” Klink tells the doctor once I’m safely secured, although it’s probably unnecessary to state my species - my markings have returned during the night. I saw my haggard sorry reflection in the surgery mirror and also noted the first signs of their color beginning to shift. This catastrophe shocked me less than I would have believed. I suppose that’s because it doesn’t matter now if I’m shamed in the eyes of my own people or not. It’s not as though I’ll ever return to my home. “Gaianesian man haters,” the doctor smiles. “Let’s give them hell.” Micky did the rest of the work. "I have many teen lessons for you." cumshot “Aww, honey. Finally, Tina rolled over on her back. I pulled out and used her fluids to lubricate her anal opening. It was a while since I had seen her do that, and I had forgotten how easily she could swallow even a large cock like Nick’s all the way. While I am territorial with my man, I do enjoy, on occasion, playing with other women together with him. His fingers continued to move inside her. When the water began to boil, I threw in a handful of berries, allowing them to simmer for a while. “Ignore it”, I said hoping he’d oblige my wishes. My hands reached down to grab her ass blowjob and pull her even more tightly to me. I could hear and feel the sounds of approval from as her tongue ceded her mouth as now my tongue’s territory. I'm about to cum! She so badly wanted to retain her status as the honorable winged-warrior, but she couldn’t deny her newfound masochism. She said we could have a few beers, threesome maybe watch a movie who knows, I said you know I am old enough to be your dad right, she said I am okay with that if you are. I see a lot of precum on his cock, I take that precum groaning on my palm and then started massaging his cock. Please don't hurt me.” I then walked into the bathroom to take a piss. Such brutality followed by such gentleness; what was a girl to do against that onslaught of the senses?! She pulled away from my embrace and grabbed my chin with her hand lowering herself to place a small peck on my asian lips.