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Sometimes he likes me to use my mouth on him before he enters, but today he just wants to penetrate my sex. My owner mounts the cot with a creak. Docilely I part my knees while he probes with the head of himself against my vulva lips. And then he thrusts forward, filling my post-Reflex wetness with his hard foul prick. Klink looms over me as he rapes me, groping my boobs yet again. He has a preference for slim girls with big breasts, so unfortunately I’m perfect for his taste. While he mauls me his hips thrust backwards and forwards in a steady rhythm, almost withdrawing from me and then burying himself as deep as the hilt. Klink is a big man in every way and the stimulation from him against my inner walls is almost overwhelming, but I’ve learned during rapes to be able to at least partially disconnect from what’s happening to me. Sometimes I try to recall the woman I was only weeks ago – a young student on Gaianesia with her future ahead of her, unknowing Brunette of men, not implanted. Others are still there like I was. Life goes on for many women in the universe. They still experience kindness and mercy. Perhaps there’s some way I can borrow their hope and belief to carry me through the endless horror. The sound of a woman’s scream brings me back to the camp cot with a start. She’s close by and the sound is almost deafening in the confined hut. It’s not a terror scream, but an animal scream of unbearable agony. I stiffen, fearful of my nearness to such cruelty, and fetish try to move under Klink. “Stay there. You can see when we’re done,” Klink orders, and instructed by a male my implant immediately renders me passive and unresisting as he continues to pump into me. The woman screams again, the same inhuman tortured sound, and then I hear her desperately gabbling something before speech is cut off with another yell. Klink’s orgasmic groan is barely audible over Hardcore her suffering, but I feel him pulse within me as he empties his slimy seed. His seed… Gods… Yet more of his seed in me. Gaianesian women have evolved to fall pregnant more easily than humans – being swollen with child is a good way to avoid rape in a world where men vastly outnumber nubile women. The odds I’ve escaped fertilization after Big Boobs so many have released themselves into me are slim. When the inevitable occurs, is he going to beat me to a pulp as he did Tits, or will he understand it wasn’t my fault? Or perhaps I won’t be permitted to void myself of my crossbreed offspring, and my stomach will slowly expand with more proof of my defeat. My Master withdraws from me. As is blowjob routine for one of Klink’s sessions, once sex is over I must clean his penis with only my mouth. The taste of semen mixed with female juices is now familiar to me. I will endure the stench filling my nose until I’m next permitted to rinse myself clean. Bu my revulsion makes no difference. Diligently I use my lips and tongue while the woman shrieks and screams in the background. Only when Klink thinks my efforts are satisfactory does he tuck himself into his pants and watch from the door. “Hurry up and put your wrap back on, slut,” he says. “Then let’s go and see.” It is of course Cassarinie Ridath who is screaming. Salarin is brushing her breasts with a slave goad, one of the many instruments of torture that he likes to use which inflict intense pain without the least physical damage. Every muscle in her nude body is rigid, as though she’s being electrocuted. When they were gone, Jana untied me and we hugged for a long time. 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