They’re going to make an example of this one once she’s down on the surface.” Special processing… That means preparing me for the Rape Run. “Speaking of which - we’d better move, these cunts have a date on the surface,” his colleague reminds him, and Ja-alixxe jumps out of the wiry ship crewman’s lap without a second invitation. Without the girl covering his lap I’m left look in revulsion at a rampant erection japanese bulging in the weedy man’s loose coveralls. As he’d declared he is indeed “hard”. That incident is over, but is by no means the only obscenity I’m to witness in my journey through the station. Scenes of sexual depravity seem to be commonplace on the concourse. I see a number of slave women opening performing fellatio on visiting space crews, and a couple of girls are sitting in men’s laps with their hips bucking rhythmically, shamelessly screwing the men to climax. In spite of these many alternative attractions a small crowd still begins to gather around us during the abuse of Ja-alixxe, drawn partly by her unusually striking beauty but more by my celebrity status. This mob swells as we continue our shuffling progress. They escort us all along the deck of the station, taunting us the whole way. For the next few minutes this crowd puts me through the worst experience since my capture. Worse than the pain in the cage. I have devoted my life to service in the space fleet, trying to make the Republic a more just and safe place. I had expected this might earn me a token of mercy or kindness from the galaxy’s men. The hostility I feel from them stuns me. I shuffle on through taunts, mockery and the most intimate of sexual comments. The guards repeat that I am not to be touched, but a number of males are so overcome with hatred of me that they snatch at my body and my clothing. My wrap is dragged aside several times, flashing a view of my sex to the crowd before the guards can beat away my assailants. The crowd begins to get to me, despite myself, and soon I’m fighting to hold back tears. It comes almost as a relief when we finally reach the far end of the concourse and pass through a guarded corridor leading down to a docked shuttle, even though I know boarding that vessel big cock will represent another stage further away from any hope. Large viewing windows look out into space, and for the first time I see the huge looming planet. That’s it – Aghara-Penthay - in the entire universe it is the planet most feared by women. And it’s the place where I, a woman, am being taken. The world below is a scarlet oxide red, betraying how hot and arid it is down on the surface. There is no cloud, not even over the poles. Ja-alixxe and I shuffle through the next guarded docking port, and we are inside the shuttle. The vessel is small, with barely more than a holding brig and a more comfortable cabin up front for the guards. There are no windows in here. The hold is already packed with women destined for slavery on the surface. These other females are sat chained to each other on hard benches, positioned front-to-back in a long line as though they are to row a boat. Ja-alixxe and I are the only two females who are not naked. To prevent us feeling asian superior to our sisters we are not permitted to sit, but are made to stand against the wall. Our ankles and wrists remain in our shackles. Once we’re positioned facing out into the cabin, an additional collar fitted with some kind of electronic function is closed by the guard around my throat, where it locks with a snap. With my wrists still held together behind me, I am utterly unable to prevent even this simple device being fixed to my neck. Ja-alixxe is locked into a similar collar. By means of these we are trapped close to points high in the wall, with only six inches of chain to permit us movement. Our guards do not release the cable joining me to her, so it is difficult even to look at each other. Satisfied we’re unable to run, our captors leave us alone to face the hold full of slave women, and they go to take their place up in front with the pilot. After only a couple of minutes the ship jolts, and there is the soft rush of the engines. We are moving. An I feel it?” she cooed to him. Katya’s fingers strayed unbidden to her smooth cunt. “The extra attacks they get make it seem like a great monster to pick, but their attacks don’t have any... you know, any oomph.” Although you feel a degree of safety in the kitchen knowing that whatever is going to happen will happen upstairs, the coldness of the stone is starting to hurt your bare knees and hands as you kneel there. And they're loyal.” "It makes perfect sense to me." 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As her back hit the bulkhead, Teresa stabilized herself and looked down at Vera, just in time to see the stream of cum spearing toward her, but before she could move out of its way, it ended its vector by sliding perfectly in between Teresa’s pussy lips and up her gaping vagina. He was getting hard thinking about his mom acting like Aunt Sue. Katie stopped touching her tits and stiff asian buds for a moment and felt around below for the man's cock. I would think the boys in your club would be all over you.” Becky was about 5-7 and weighed about 130.