Medicine man treats the chubby Indian Milf by bussing her

All the while that I empty myself I cautiously keep watch, one arm propping me against the rough concrete wall so I don’t overbalance and tumble into my own mess. But no-one disturbs me, there are no threatening noises, and without incident I pull my shorts back up. Once again my sex is hidden. Once again the bumps inside begin to tease my clit. I stand, and continue my progress, from cover to cover across the plain. I am doing well, already nearing the edge of the bowl where the rocky sides climb high up to the peak. The sun is getting very low in the sky now and indian long shadows spill across the plain, creating illusions of flickering movement. It’s then that it happens. The noise is so sudden I almost jump out of my skin, my heartrate instantly doubling. So loud, and from so close it’s like she’s right next to me, comes the sound of a woman moaning in intense sexual congress. I could be beside her, but at the same time the noise coming from the sky and echoing off the rocky mountain sides around me. My heart, slowing from the scare, knots with sympathy now. I know what this means. I look up to see a vast screen, holographically projected into the very air, depicting a scene in full color, high definition. Tasha Castelaine, the galaxy’s most famous businesswoman, is being fucked by Cronorgan, the Slaver known as The Master. She is lying on her back on a mattress, seeming unrestrained except for a heavy steel collar around her neck fixed to the bedframe by a chain. There must be electronics of some form in there – a green light on the shining metal is illuminated. Tasha appears to be entirely compliant, looking up at her captor with what seems to be genuine desire. “Tasha Castelaine,” booms the genial voice of Wagner, providing commentary of the footage as he always does. “What does the galaxy’s proudest businesswoman want to tell this meeting?” They have edited the footage cruelly, for she replies, “Fuck me master – please let me suck it and then fuck me, Master,” begging to Cronorgan, in complete submission. I soon understand the reason for her surrender, for the voice of Wagner provides a light toned explanation of the vile act. “Tasha’s choking collar detects her muscles tensing in resistance and cuts off her air supply,” he says. “Because like all slaves her implant prevents her ending her own life, the moment the collar activates she’ll involuntarily go limp. She is literally unable to resist her rapist.” “It doesn’t take a woman long to accept her slavery when she’s given the right persuasion. Then again, we all know that deep down, that’s what every cunt really wants.” The display shows me a close up of Tasha’s face, seeming to be screwed up in an extreme state of sexual arousal, and then the image and the sound disappear as suddenly as they began. Emotion makes me grow weak, and my knees almost give way. The first of us has been caught. Poor Tasha is now a slave, probably restrained in one of the Hunter’s camps. She’ll be wishing she was dead right now. They say the first couple of days are the worst when a woman is captured in the Rape Run. After the initial claiming of her by her captor, it is traditional to had her around like a party favor and she is subject to gang rape by other Hunters, anyone in the Hunter’s support teams who wishes to try the girl, and finally sponsors who paid for the use of the slave before she goes to sale. A study conducted by the Republic’s anti-slavery group estimated that in the first week after a woman loses in the Rape Run, she will be raped by fifty to one hundred different men – some of those using her more than once until she’s likely to have been raped up to three hundred times. Neither men could take their eyes off her and when she’d left us to get some coffee they asked me what was going on. “Get used to eating and drinking like this, slave. Moaning like a filthy whore, Sabrina could feel her uncles very hard cock head pulsing at the very core of her hungry young cunt. He was getting soft now, and fell out of my ass as I leaned forward on him. I felt him slide into my mouth. I will do what I want. It was wicked. Luke pulled me to him and gave me a long passionate kiss which I responded to. "Oh lord ... fuck ... yess ... She was topless, her shirt torn from the tentacles, but no less stoic, her small body triumfant above the giant one on the floor. Cathy then went in front of her and licked her pussy and few times and rubbed her clit until her clit and lips were erect. She didn't notice any difference in how they acted or if any of them were watching her. Sharon thought the natural blonde Amy tasted delicious . Sharon & Amy were total opposites, age gap , Sharon had raven hair big tits & ass and was 5ft3 , Amy on the other hand had an athletic body (she worked out daily ) she was 5ft 9 with a small ass & medium size tits . Licking her pussy lips indian Amy began to squirt in Sharon's mouth .Mistress Amy realized Sharon was now completely at her beck & call and she could use as she wished