Above me the top of the filthy pool the pit is open to the sky, there being no need to cover captives unable to escape. The night sky japanese is cloudless and I can see hundreds of stars. I look up longingly. In most of those worlds, my being a woman would not make me a slave. Trillions of female citizens are going about their lives, free. But I am here, wading through a pool of piss and shit, naked, bound and with my breasts degradingly tied. There is a moan from my companion. Palonae is in here too, Salarin’s captive who he claimed before me. This is the first time we’ve been reunited since she witnessed my torture and gang-rape in the wooden frame. She is in the same restraints, and lack of clothing, as me. exotic Her breasts aren’t large enough to wrap bands around their base, as was done with mine, but Palonae carries a crisscross of rope that still exaggerates their shape. She moans again. Like me, she cannot speak. Our current home is disgusting, but apart from the issue that I can’t rest or lie down, being left in this pool would seem like the mildest treatment I’ve received since I was captured, if it wasn’t for the gags we both wear. A band of black leather runs across my face, under my nose, and circles right round to my ears, almost like a mask worn by a bandit. The leather band looks innocuous, hiding the secret that on the inside of the gag is a large biotech phallus, which fills the wearer’s mouth. This obscene thing is designed to resemble a real male penis in temperature, firmness and texture, except for the important detail that female teeth can’t harm Blowjobs it. After they forced my jaw open and shoved it into me I tried biting down on it with all my strength. It would have given me great satisfaction to emasculate even a fake male organ after all the cruelty I’ve endured from the Slavers. I clenched all the muscles in my neck and jaw to clamp down on the thing, but it was obdurate and resistant, and seemed to swell in response to my struggles, rather than reduce. In the time since I was strapped into the gag (opening my mouth obediently rather than earning pointless punishment) I have discovered the Oral Sex phallus can change significantly in size, but always remaining erect enough to prevent my speech. When I brush my tongue against it, attempting to make myself more comfortable or swallow back my saliva, the penis swells. At its largest expansion, it reaches right to the back of my throat, and terrified of retching and choking on my own vomit I have to look upwards and use the space right back in my gullet. If I continue to provide involuntary stimulation, it pulses and squirts a semen-like fluid against the back of my throat. This disgusting juice I have to swallow back, knowing that if I fail and vomit I’ll probably choke on my own puke before they can get to me. The gag has “orgasmed” several times into me already. I know simple physics must win eventually and I’ll drain the reserves of the obscene thing, but how many asian more times must I pleasure it first? Palonae groans again. She has her head stretched back to look straight upwards, which arches her back and presents her pale breasts towards me. Her gag must also be at its largest tumescence, for I see the muscles in her throat working as she swallows the sticky liquid. Once the penis is diminished then Palonae is able to look at me. Her eyes glisten with the misery of our shared suffering. I want to comfort her, and I desperately want to receive some contact myself from another human who does not intend cruelty, but without being able to explain that my intentions are kind I can do nothing but inch gradually into her space. Palonae’s slender body looks even more delicate and vulnerable now she’s locked into the straight jacket. Her cunt writhed, milking my amazing cock. 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