The woman guide continued "but here." she continued, "Is a room full of human hair shaved from the inmates."It was a huge room full of something fibro...s, hair straw, who could tell? but there was no mistake in the next room, spectacles hundreds or thousands of pairs of spectacles,Some people went quite white, I retained my composure as I am sure my Grandfather did in his time as around us people struggled."My family was here," said one and another, "That might be my families hair." My. And then he ripped out his dick. I caught a glimpse of my wife's cunt, shaved and dripping with her juices. Cum leaked out her, white and thick. Another man's seed. The Halanian smacked her ass before leaning against a crate.“Songbird has a mighty fun pussy,” he laughed.Castor grinned then ripped her mouth off his cock. He spun her around, pressing her against a crate. She bent over it, hugging it, saliva staining her chin, her face flushed, her eyes glazed with lust. Castor slammed into her. She kept thinking of all of the things they had done to her once innocent body. They had raped her pussy, ass and mouth and made her have sex with another girl. She had been whipped, cleansed with numerous enemas and burned with a lighter. Yet even with all of these things, they had made her cum. More then she ever had, and stronger. Her fingers reached down to her pussy, stroking it lightly as she finally fell asleep.The door was opened, the key in the metal lock waking Rebecca up. She sat up. The silky fur of its palm tickled his nose as it muffled his protests, and that same musky scent filled his lungs. He struggled as it lifted him to his feet, the strong fingers enclosing his skull, its sharp claws pricking his skin. It released him, examining him as he stood before the creatures.What are you? their questioning looks seemed to ask, and he was of a similar mind. What were these creatures? He had heard of Borealans, he had even seen some wandering the station. They were tall,.