But before my shipmates can clarify, a barrage of cruel name-calling is unleashed – “whore”, “bitch”, and “cunt” being the most common insults thrown at my comrades. “Well,” continues the captain, “Here we have an entire shipload of those superior Gaianesians, but an oversight means that the women still have their clothes. They’re breaking our laws.” He’s feigning surprise. “They can hardly go down to the surface dressed like that, but my brave soldiers are tired. Is there any other man willing to help us correct this, and uphold our dear planet’s rules?” Understanding of what’s about to happen spreads through the crowd like a poisonous cloud. My countrywomen see what’s ahead too. Fear distorts every Gaianesian face, heads shaking in disbelief, and they instinctively huddle closer together, as though proximity with other females can offer them some protection. Men are already beginning to edge forward, but the captain has one final instruction. “Just one rule before you start though - no raping them, as we don’t know who the virgins are,” he shouts over the increasing volume of voices. “But apart from penetration – knock yourselves out. Teach these feminist cunts a lesson they’ll never forget.” I’m perhaps lucky that in the melee of bodies that surges forward I can’t see much of what happens, except for the occasional glimpse of the cream skin of female flesh. But I can hear it well enough. The sound of women’s pleas for mercy changing to screams. Tearing fabric. Male laughter. Brave efforts at resistance. Then an even more unbearable noise – the whorish moans of females in arousal as they fail to keep men from their hair and their Reflexes are triggered. It seems to go on forever, but it probably takes about fifteen standard galactic minutes before the crowds surrounding my friends begin to thin. desi Perhaps men’s rage is spent, perhaps there is no more sport once every last one has been stripped, or maybe prohibited from penetration the men need to quench their arousal elsewhere. Each one of my comrades is naked. One or two are on their feet, but most are lying on the floor, or on their knees. Most could get up but choose to remain low, heads down in a gesture of surrender and humility intended to deter further assault. Not even White Queen’s age has spared her, and unable to use her indian arms to conceal her body her shriveled breasts are on view for the crowd. White Queen too is on her knees, slumped forward leaning against another nude woman as though she’s on the brink of collapse. Many of the prisoners are panting – the aftermath of intense exertion resulting from the Reflex being triggered. Almost half have gobs of a viscous milky substance dripping from somewhere on their bodies. When I spot the naked Hoola, further around the circle than before the attack, I see she has one of these deposits on her cheek. I’m not very experienced with unpacified men and it takes me a moment to realize it must be sperm. I shudder with pity and revulsion. As the ultimate show of contempt, some of the men in the crowd have ejaculated over my fallen sisters. A waiflike redhead flight officer, a pretty girl and one of the youngest crew members, seems to have been a particular target for this abuse. Reluctantly she rose, tied her robe together, and went to see who was at the door. A. Bend your knees and spread your legs, in anticipation of Daddy pushing the bikini bottoms to the side and bringing the cool ice to your hot little pussy? Lily shook, drenched with heat as she felt the tension within her body become unbearable. I blush deeper but comply, gasping in spite of myself as my hand slides under my panties and drags some wetness from my puss up to my clitty. Unfortunately poor Natalie never made it over the edge that morning, but she was more than satisfied. "I have to check my e-mail, then we'll go." So kissable I thought. I didn't feel exhaustion this badly before we went to Faerie. She couldn't believe Joe left her alone with this prick. I ripped one arm off, then the other, followed by each leg, as though I plucked a chicken; further gouts of blood sprayed, each somewhat lessened. Hunter, we've seen countless samples from the water here. It's better if they are fairly tall to." "Would you be able to show me...now?" The sexual tension between us was palpable as I got to my feet and came to stand in front of Mom who was turning out to be a proper little actress. Bigger, more imposing. "I don't who this is, it is a federal offence to disturb..." the man started. Then at me. We’re not playing politics anymore, Elena; once Leveria knows the breadth of the conspiracy, she will have me, those who support me, and our families all executed for treason.” “I suppose you could exit through the window if there was a emergency.” Accepting her new role, Megan helped her mother set the table and served us the pasta, Christine had managed to whip up from desi our humble supplies. He doesn’t want her to see what he bought yet. So my stepdad went to the guest house, where my slightly older brother is living with his girlfriend and borrowed some of their oil.” She gave me the widest grin possible. I groaned as her hands kneaded my breasts. Cloudberry gagged, and cum foamed at the corners of her mouth. He would take photos with various women throughout the year, but none were really serious enough to bring home to the family. My mind was split; should I explain indian to her why she could not keep living, being the last survivor of the Caestyr dynasty? "Please!" She didn't start freaking out and crying, or beg Rico to stop, or anything like he had expected her to do. So, he began with a very gentle pumping action and as he read her eyes, he upped the ante over several minutes.