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“We’re losing, Lara,” she says. “Losing worse than you know from the media. And it’s not just about territory on Calico. Their new blaster technology might weaken the defense grid and there might be raids here on Gaianesia, soon. I respect your sister, but we can’t give up just because one brave woman is lost. So yes, those plans are more important than any one of us.” “Our culture is founded on the natural dominance of females,” I restate, as though she needs cutie reminding. “We shun those who submit to men. And you’re asking me to casting willingly walk into slavery? What happens when I come home, if word gets out I went there?” “Again, the circumstances are extraordinary enough to ask you to take the risk,” White Queen says. “But I still wouldn’t send you if I thought you might be going into permanent captivity. You would simply mimic the tourist groups of human traitor women, who travel to Aghara-Penthay to temporarily experience debasing Cuckold themselves. For a suitable fee your male escort” (I notice at that point how she slyly avoids the words “master” or “owner) “would take you to the brothel where Riyena is enslaved. You’d touch the girl, uploading the information to a receiver we’d implant into your own skin. You could ask where your sister is. In under an hour you’d be back on his ship, and you could remain in your cabin for the rest of the voyage.” She looks at me earnestly. “We ask you to endure one hour of humiliation that you’ll be able to put behind you, Lara, in exchange for answers about your sister and saving hooker your homeworld.” “But it’s not ever going to be entirely behind me, is it?” I accuse. “You’re conveniently forgetting that the wrist bracelets of visiting slaves can’t ever be removed. There’s a toxin injector inside the bracelet that detects tampering. What will I say when my friends and family see me wearing one of those things?” “The situation isn’t perfect,” White Queen sighs. “But it’s our only chance to recover the plans.” “Not perfect?” I splutter. “I’ll have to put myself in the power of a non-passive male. Walk with someone who’s controlled by his cock, while I’m wearing next to nothing, right into Aghara-Penthay, and then ask if he’ll be kind enough to take me to be in the power of a sadistic lesbian and hope he leaves me alone. Even supposing he co-operates what happens when Riyena sees me? She’ll think I’m Gara, and she’s bound to raise the alarm.” Red Duchess nods emphatic agreement with me, girlfriend but again White Queen has an answer. “You can make sure your escort is instructed to ask for a private audience in a soundproof room,” she says smoothly. “They’re common in the brothels that specialize in sadomasochism and torture.” (I shudder at the mention of sadomasochism and torture) “Listen to me Lara, you can easily have your man command her not to shout or make a fuss. I'm not sure yet. She rose up my cock again, her pussy molten around my shaft. "Well what about last night?" "I just girlfriend want to know. But it doesn't really hurt me. I've been doin' this kind cutie of thing my whole life." This tight routine hooker had kept him going ever since his daughter had left a few years earlier, and why it threatened to totally unravel when she called him out of the blue one evening. She arched an eyebrow at me. He wiped it up with his finger and pushed it into my pussy. He gathered up more juice, put it in her ass, then finally smeared some on his cock-head, and then slicked up his shaft. “Please can I go now?” casting she said again, when for a moment the kissing has ceased. I watched his cock pumping in and out of my ass with a lustful look and then noticed that my legs were being held by my husband. She gasped as grabbed her ass, toned and full like a volleyball player’s. I massaged the soft muscle, while between her legs, her tail writhed like a snake. > Cuckold But that’s a whole different story “Mom,” he growled and then he was before me. So strong and tall. “Well, about two days earlier I put another one in your car, you’re terrible about leaving your car unlocked by the way.” “Where?” I asked, genuinely curious.