"She moaned in pleasure as she whipped me more and more all over my body.I winced in pain making muffled noises.The tears had finally run free.My body...tensed up due to all the abuse."Ok, shithead that was pathetic . Don't tell me that's all you got. Huh, you're crying, oh it feels so good to hear your pain you know."She then got up and pushed me off the bed. Leaving me to sleep on the carpet she dozed off just like every night. But unlike every night today was special, today I was going to. I duly say yes mistress, and she shows me what she has been teasing me with, it's a big 10 inch strap on, pink in color, I groan and moan at seeing the beautiful toy, and open my ass cheeks with my hands basically begging her to fuck me.She spits on my arse again and rubs it into me, and then spits on her toy, she slowly guides it to me, I wait for what seems like forever and then I feel it's wondrous head touch my arsehole, I shudder with excitement and anticipation as to what it's going to. As you walk from the kitchen to the front door you think "what a sight I am, hair all mussed, in an old robe and worn slippers... well the hell with it, whoever it is they probably don't look much better than I do."Quickly you run your hands through your hair and down the front of your robe, smoothing out the wrinkles as best you can. Standing on your tip toes you peek through the security viewer in the door. You can see the head and shoulders of a man in a cap and work shirt. He appears to be. The Trusans, as they called themselves, had some intrasystem travel capability, but they had nothing approaching any form of FTL travel.On the other hand, the Trusans had some technology that the humans would love to have, so a major effort was launched to learn each other's language. English turned out to be so much simpler than the Trusan language that the Trusans decided to concentrate on learning English, much to the relief of the humans.The device most wanted by the humans was the.