Please Susan don't make me wear this.I hear Tonya's dating Seth now.Her tongue was licking the head of my dick.And you're such a slut, Melody!Jennifer mounted her scooter and was off to visit with her mother, while Jill and I began to carry computers downstairs.George and I had hit it off pretty well yesterday when I bought my clothes so I sounded him out on a number of things—the kissing police force being my first issue.A malevolent ache throbbed through me as this idea popped into my head.She has very cumshot little blowjob of her own.The text reads: Jill responding well.Naturally I wanted to act cool and was waiting for his pussy licking next move.And if they think I’m in with a chance knowing all they do, Hardcore then that means I am in with a chance.I asked him. I close my eyes with misery as they bare me. The imminent danger of Riyena and permanent slavery to Aghara-Penthay should still be my only concern, but somehow I can only think about how someone who should respect me – Acheron, kissing is going to see me chained and naked - obscenely naked lying with my thighs apart to openly flaunt my pussy, and with my mouth stuffed with this blowjob degrading red ball. I’ll so make sure there’s repercussions once the mission is over – I’ll report him to White Queen and make sure Gaianesian Intelligence don’t use someone so prone to mistakes ever again, but that won’t erase what’s happening here. He’ll still have the image of me nude and degraded to treasure for the rest of his pathetic life. Acheron Doe will have got the better of me.Pausing in plotting my revenge, I open my eyes again to see Nastya is looming over me. Don’t try to be brave, slave girl, she says, soothingly brushing back the hair on my forehead, we all break in the end and as I automatically protest in muffled moans that I’m not truly a slave, for this is all an act, Nastya dares to kiss me gently on the cheek. Then she straightens and leads her coterie from the room. No, no, Nastya! Don’t leave me… What happens if the Harken comes while I’m alone here? I cry mutely out after them, humbly pleading to implanted slaves, but see the door separating my cumshot torture chamber from the outer dressing room close behind the departing women with a soft swish. Too late I realize they still have my wrap with them – the blue wrap of a private slave. So that’s yet another indignity added to my miseries – later I’ll have to wait nude while someone is dispatched to retrieve it for me.Spread-eagled and staring up at the lights, I deal with my fear by cursing all things male and particularly Hardcore Acheron. Damn him, where is he?I didn’t want pussy licking to show the weakness of failing to defeat my bonds while I was in front of those pathetic slave girls, but once alone I allow myself to fight with all my strength against leather and steel, writhing to break and tear bonds and working my jaw and tongue to try and expel the ball.Nothing helps. By the time I admit temporary defeat I’ve started sweating slightly, exertion not helped by the overheated room.