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“I must restate for Lara’s tight sake that I’m entirely against this idea. By everything Gaianesia stands for, what you’re suggesting is wrong.” “What idea?” I ask, but there’s no need for them to answer for White Duchess’s “someone who the implant believes is Gara” just caught up with me and I finally understand the implications of why I’ve been summoned to the Fortress. I’ve felt faint since learning Gara might be on Aghara-Penthay, and now the horror of it all, the terror of what I’m being asked to do becomes too much, and this time consciousness does desert me. 4 – Mission “See? She’s not as strong as her tightpussy sister,” Red Queen is protesting from somewhere close by. “She’s tough enough,” disagrees White Queen. “It’s in her genes, remember. We’ll cheat the DNA scanner with a skin graft so the Slavers don’t detect her species, and we’ll mask her markings. She’ll be on and off the Hub in a matter of hours. After that, apart from the trauma of the experience and being stuck with the damned bracelet, there will be no permanent effect. ” Reality comes crashing back in on me. White Queen’s plan is that I, I, should go to the Hub orbiting Aghara-Penthay. I wish I could lose consciousness again. I wish I could rewind and forget all this. But I’m here, this is real, and Gara might have been taken by the Slavers. Reluctantly I open my eyes. I’m lying on a low couch I’d seen small at the side of Red Duchess’ office. The two women are sat close by, posed as demurely as statues. but having resumed the earlier argument. “If she agrees,” Red Duchess is countering. “And Gaianesian beliefs are too ingrained in her to do that. She’s a model citizen.” Rather than adding to my earlier eavesdropping, I push myself up from the couch, propping my torso with one arm. Once they see I’m awake, I go straight to the attack. “Aghara-Penthay. You didn’t just bring me here to give me bad news. You want me to go to Aghara-Penthay for you, don’t you?” It is White Queen of whom I ask this, and I do so accusingly. Before she can answer I expand on what that allure would mean. “You want me to shame myself. You want me to bow down and follow the orders of those men, as though I’m as weak willed as a human female. Not even the women locked in the prison for submissives would debase themselves collegegirl enough to enter that place, but you expect me to go?” I’m angry, and this seems to amuse Red Duchess. “I told you that’s what she’d say,” she informs White Queen with a wry smile. White Queen frowns wearily and rubs her brow. “In intelligence sometimes we have to set aside personal dignity for the good of Gaianesia.” I looked at Freya then small Alfie. collegegirl Humans brush the spiritual at that moment. Elise moaned as I started to pick up speed. I plastered myself against them, the ecstasy lancing through my loins, the pressure building, building, building, then bursting! These I left on her bed. By all that is holy, I've wanted to be free from him for centuries. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and I woke up around 3:00 only because I had to pee. “I got a date tonight, but I have no idea how to get ready for it.” “I love it when you're allure back in me!” I moaned, shuddering. I peeled off my top, my naked breasts coming out, round and jiggling. Mrs. Web came in and went into his office. When I felt him flex his cock I started to roll my hips, I tightpussy was doing the fucking and I liked the way I could move on him. I've wanted this for so long. He did and I blew him a kiss. I gripped the right breast as its tight owner lost the strength to maintain her position against the wall. "A nice fantasy, but I think it might be kind of awkward asking around for a girl with suiting sexual orienteering," Maria responded.