“Oh, I see what you’re saying.” He took her arm to assist her up the gravel pathway to the door. “I’ve read about the presidents of Earth in...our libraries. There is no security here. In fact, we have no army, and no police.”Luisa stopped and stared at him. “You’re joking.”“No, I am serious. Other than some minor things like an occasional fight or teenage pranks, we have no crime here.”“How about things like drugs or alcohol abuse?”“We do have that in a few cases. Most of the cravings can be. I watched from the door as Connie spoke to the five. “Cards please,” she said calmly. Five cards were produced. She scanned them with some device, then nodded. She looked at the male. “Michael Adams, you have accepted service in the Confederacy. Do you still accept?He nodded.“Speak up please.“I do.”“Thank you.” She turned to the concubines, “Do each of you understand what you are getting into? What you will be accepting if you go with Michael here?”They all nodded.“You are, in effect, his. I whispered to him “I want you to fuck me” “Here?” he said. “Let’s go to the bedroom.” I replied. He took down the bedsheet and I stood up. He led me to his bedroom and he layed back on the bed. I quickly removed my clothes and crawled on top of him.i could feel his hard dick rub against my ass cheeks. Our eyes met while I crawled on top. I leaned in and softly grazed his lips with mine. He grabbed onto my ass and started kissing me. Our tongues met and locked . He was a great kisser! I licked. That’s not your sorry face.” She let out the laugh she’d been struggling to hold in and relaxed beside him, resting her hand on his jeans-clad thigh. “You’re the one who should be apologising. You don’t want to sleep with me because you think I’m too nice. How insulting is that?” “Let’s not start hurling accusations, okay? You called me a dirty man-whore.” “I did not say ‘dirty’, and if it walks like a duck…” “That’s it.” He growled and dragged her over him to straddle his thighs, grabbing.