Xon, the Gray Nul prince, himself member of a species of considerable physical presence sat behind the Communications station. “I never dreamt of be...ng part of a crew, that makes me feel small.”“What are you complaining about?” Ensign Salhof, one of the Mini Terrans asked. Even without an active cloak, him being just a tad over ten centimeters tall appeared almost invisible on the small bridge. He was sitting right on the tactical console, rather than behind it.Har-Hi, my XO standing with. If Mr. Carson finds out you could be sacked," Annawarned.The next morning Gwen assisted Cyrus with his bath, then helped him intohis nicest red dress. "You're in particularly good spirits this morning,Milady," Gwen commented as she put up his hair.Cyrus grinned. "We played with the ivory sticks last night," he confided.Gwen blushed. "Do you," she started, "do you enjoy the sticks, Milady?"Cyrus nodded with enthusiasm. "I adore being skewered on both ends! Don'tyou?"Gwen blushed a deeper shade. "Your place in this camp is at the bottom rung of the ladder. Actually the bottom of every living thing here. You are below the workers and even below the dogs. What happens to you will depend entirely on how much you are enjoyed and how much of you are left after these three weeks. Usually it is very little. Some are fed to the dogs or left in the veld for the lions and hyenas to dispose of. Some were given to the workers - don't know what happened to them, maybe they are the slave of a fat. The woman now said: "She was injected like your wife and other daughter with the bel-bel-belly opening potion we use to help oour women stay fertile that is why your wi-wife and daught daughter were able to get their wombs filled by the baarraccas, your language is hhhog I thhink." She be fine for bree-breeding soon just as the priestess knealt between her wide apart legs and glared at his daughters pussy a moment. Stepped back and gave a nodd of some sort of yes as if.
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