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Had she pushed him too far? Or had his own sexual frustration driven him away?

Briefly, she considered offering herself to him Since Johan’s execution after the human revolt he led, she’d never desired anotherto keep her younger daughter fro picked up for sex slavery like Lily had been

She’d kept her head down and survived

But now that the Zandians had bought her, now that they owned her entire fanificantly They were treated well—at least she had been until this punishs were beyond comfortable, the food plentiful and delicious With her improved conditions, the desires of her youth reawakened She wanted love, like Las she’d never even dared to dream of when she’d been owned by the Ocretions

She rocked over the pillow once more Would Seke even know if she pleasured herself here, alone, with hione?

She didn’t want to, though So the same need hurt in the most delicious of ways She wanted to feel the effects of his punish more

She eased out of the position, taking ti life back into the glass, gazing at her naked forh Seke’s eyes

Though she’d lived a hard life, she’d always been healthy Her breasts still had a spring to thelow, and her hair fell thick and wavy over her shoulders She had fine lines around her eyes and stretch marks under her belly button but, otherwise, was unmarked

She had a distinctly erotic look now, though, naked save for Seke’s collar and cuffs Her nipples pebbled in excitement, and a flush painted her cheeks Her pubic hair had been removed by laser by the Ocretion slave masters when she’d hit puberty

She turned to gaze at her backside Her bottoled now, theshivers of excites, and gave her ass a perky, cheerful look

She cupped her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between her thu the sa his

She hadn’t meant to bite him so hard She’d tasted his blood, which had run thick and violet from the wound She rubbed her ass An Ocretion master would’ve shocked her and put her in isolation Or worse

Seke had put a tail in her ass and given her a spanking She touched her sex and found it dripping and swollen, terribly sensitive to the brush of her fingertips

She groaned How long would he leave her like this? Would he ever allow her release?

She wondered, again, about Lamira’s fate Was she locked in Zander’s chauest room as he’d done before when she’d lied to him about her psychic abilities?