That means she would have never been outside the pens in her entire life. Glumly I wonder if she lied to me. Was I being played by her the whole time? Maybe she just sent me where I’d get caught. Maybe she was never even on that mountain waiting for me to join her. I shouldn’t be continuing the conversation – addressing a man on Aghara-Penthay only invites suffering, but I have to know more. Please, give me a sign that someone in this universe hasn’t betrayed me. “Do you know where they are, Master: Leesha and Jasmeena?” I ask. Lotho-etsarra moves his hand up my thigh, and his touch is back at the apex of my legs, fingering my clitoris. My arousal has not completely diminished after sex, and heat flares in me one more, my loins turning to liquid. “I like you Melena – you’re unusually responsive,” he observes, and I feel my face grow hot. He debates for a moment and decides to be merciful to me, a naked slave looking feeble covered in red welts. “You know of course that the tracker updates do not tell us which Runner is which, so I cannot say for certain,” he explains softly, all the while with those fingers slowly working my body, “but it appears that two Runners are remaining stationary, staying close to a fixed base near the high mountain. We suspect those two to be your friend and your enemy. The third and last female hides in the most open desert area of The Zone, where there are sand dunes. She moves constantly, as you did before your capture. We believe that one to be the female native to desert lands.” So she was waiting for me. I feel a surge of gratitude to know Leesha was there, on the hill. But I can’t think much more of it now because the stimulation from my sex is much more demanding and I have amateur to moan, arching my back to satisfy my overwhelming need to move. If he carries on with soon, soon I will only be able to exist in my present. I have one more thing I’m desperate to know, so I ask it in a voice asian breathy with arousal. “If I’m not to be given to the Alien, what is to happen to me, Master?” I plead, trying to make my voice seductive enough to win an answer. “You’re already up for sale, slave girl,” he replies immediately, with a casual flash of his dark eyes and handsome smile. “Salarin prefers the women who break gradually, and although the voyeur sensitivity of your body makes you desirable to most men, it is a turn-off for japanese him. So bids are being taken on you and competition is fierce. Whoever wins you, he will be a wealthy man to afford your price, Melena. But as to what happens before then… As soon as this year’s Rape Run is complete your implant babe will be fully activated, and you will sexually serve the needs of each of your sponsors, before being delivered for permanent service to your new master.” “No!” I beg, my tone unclear whether I’m begging to avoid this fate, or the approaching orgasm. “The responsiveness of your body, that again you prove right now, has attracted great interest,” he relentlessly continues. “Many man wish to enjoy having Melena de Santo as their personal plaything. What a prize you would make, docile at someone’s feet. You’re going to make millions of credits for Aghara-Penthay.” Then, with a ‘ding’ the elevator opened to allow Tina and I to step on. Mia smiled and mussed the girl’s hair, “Probably better that way. I guess now we-" She shuddered again, with a loud groan, climbing off me. Draping herself over the arm of the amateur sofa, and presenting her ass. Ronnie got a serious look on her face and then we all fell out laughing. Neither of us knew if it had gone well or not – she refused to tell us anything about it, and the two of us mildly accepted that. She slapped me playfully and backed her ass into my crotch. I gazed adoringly at my wife. We were both exhausted and just lay there. A device like a belt is around her hourglass waist, with a fixed wrist bracelet either side over the hip. The warm juice flowing out of voyeur her again this cause Terry to asian climax, he shot six blasts of cum deep in her. Finally, Alex moved, releasing Jessica from her position under him. She had to be pressing on my womb. I dropped the little towel I was holding and let my hard cock fly out in front of me as I grabbed unfolded the bigger one then wrapped it around myself. He scored several hits on her hard nipples and tits. "I wish I could do that," she sighed. “How shall I know what to look for? I said to her “You look awfully chipper today” and she blushed. She put up her hand that touched my cock giving a squeezing motion. “I can’t last much longer!” I warned her after barely a minute, the sound of the bed rocking and squeaking filling my ears. japanese Sam got ready for her turn. She turned around. One of the man’s friends, exhausted from holding him still during the exorcism, gathered what little strength he had left and grabbed a poker from the nearby fireplace. I shouldn’t stay and watch any longer. His hands gripping her tightly as each thrust sent her into the wall. The rest of the babe day went on much like every other day: grapes for breakfast, keeping the fire going, mending the shelter and relaxing on the beach. After I cleaned him up, we talked about when we might get together again.