You want me, dont you? You want your Master buried deep inside you. His claws trailed over my pussy lips, sending a shock wave of pleasure through me....I was shocked to find that I did. I actually wanted this. Am I going insane? Suddenly, a slap was administered across my face. You will answer me when I ask you a question, slave. He growled, I looked in his eyes, which roiled like molten lava. I swallowed thickly, trying to get a hold on myself. Yes, Master, I let out, timidly testing the. But the Xokothi were also naturally strong and physically fit, only slightly less so than the Prythians from the old days of the Empire’s founding, before the Imperium had grown soft. Phaeka saw that the gang of slaves had a girl with them. She looked to be Anaria’s age. She had a face more delicately-boned and innocent than Anaria’s. She had long, dark hair, more deep brown than black, and she stood exceedingly slender, with a petite body more similar to Phaeka’s than to Anaria’s. Her eyes. I was dreading what he might say. I sat quietly, willing myself to be calm when every muscle in my body wanted to jump at every new sound. Each time someone came down the hallway I almost rose, anticipating the doctor. Finally, just before ten o'clock, the doctor appeared. He was wearing a suit and tie this time and he looked pleased to see me."Good morning, Mr. Saunders. Would you come with me? I think I have some encouraging news for you," he smiled.It was all I could manage to resist. She'd never thought she'd actually be a cheerleader, for that matter."Hi. I'm Ted."Brenda looked to her right, and then up. She was short, at five-five. The boy standing beside her had to be six feet tall."I'm a sophomore," he said, staring down at her. "You're Brenda ... right?"She nodded, swallowing.He handed her another cup of that delicious punch. She was suddenly thirsty and gulped it."You want to see the rest of the house?" he asked. The way he said it made it seem like it would just be a.