At 1:00 PM I figured she wasn’t going to get away so I decided to go downtown.Her cum spasmed around my dick.She smiled and guided him into her, where blonde he promptly began a rhythmic pumping action, which awoke her outdoor loins again.As expected it was cluttered and unkempt with a lot of antiquated furnishings mixed with some modern conveniences.Once we blowjob had dressed I took Lucy out for breakfast.I managed to thrust up to her several more times, then she climaxed again, the orgasm shaking her body.She collapsed onto me, her fingers took my face and she smiled, but there were tears running Big Boobs down her cheeks.Tell us, who is the lucky boy?Her blue eyes twinkled in question.Victoria kneels behind him and tongues his anus.And once again humiliated.Ian stumbled through Hardcore words he never thought he would say.Especially being that my affliction had manifested itself over the past few months. I was groped intimately during their handling of Big Boobs me, and once I was chained down to the cot they prepared me for a new form of abuse by forcing something between my teeth, a large ring strapped there not to mute me, but keep my jaw open.Then they raped outdoor me, in my mouth this time, male hairy thighs either side of my face and cocks shoved so deep into my throat I retched and Hardcore feared I’d choke to death. I can still taste my rapists’ foul sperm, semen dumped fresh from the source instead of consumed later via the hydration canister.But I’ve endured worse. It’s over now. The ring gag they took with them, so I’m able to speak and there’s no reminder other than a disgusting taste in my mouth. What those two men did to me will probably blonde not be as bad as whatever comes in here next, be it Hunter or sponsor. So as I lie here handcuffed and roped to this mattress, facing more fucking by whoever enters next, once again I’m struggling to avoid losing my mind to fear.When a Rape Runner is caught by a Hunter, she belongs to the one who makes the initial capture, and he has first use of her and also dictates her final disposal. Thus, I am by their law Salarin’s sex slave. Despite his saying he was finished with me – apparently because I’m too cowardly under torture to be of interest, my disposal is still his privilege.Protocol amongst the Hunters is that once the initial captor has claimed the honor of violating his prize, the other faction leaders may have turns with her. At the end she is sold on, or kept as her captor’s blowjob personal servant, depending on his wishes.Cronorgan has used me already. Before they start whoring me to my sponsors, I might still be passed to Lotho-etsarra, the one known as The Libido because of the way he can go for hours and is only interested in screwing as many females as he can. Or it might be Jackran-ad-aktar, the one called The Alien with his gigantic spear of a penis. It is the Alien whom I currently dread penetrating me more than any other living being, so I wait in a state of terrible fear knowing how completely defenseless is my delicate pussy.