Let's all hear how pathetic you are," shewhispered to me. "Or you can get it in the ass from a guy in prison, it'syour choice." Please, Mistress, not ...hat Mistress. Please," I begged. "Please fuck meharder, I'll be a good little bitch, I promise," I said, as I heard theaudience laugh. "I'll be your slave for the rest of spring break,please. I'm sorry," I whined. "Did you hear that?" Mistress Ashleigh asked the crowd. "Do you think heshould be my slave for the rest of spring break?" The crowd. ..kay,” I answered, “...or to my place.” I couldn’t even understand my own words. “....a minute.” A minute to her place? Better than the ten to mine. If I guessed right. “Okay!” We picked up or clothes and slipped into the wet fabric, forcing it over our sticky skin. God, we looked a fright! I giggled, and she did too. Then I was racing after her over slippery grass, and we both slipped a few times and tumbled into the dirt, laughing like maniacs. But we finally arrived at one of the dorm. It contained our decoded genome, status, education and psychological evaluation. The ship read out my data store. “Welcome aboard, captain.”“Please re-evaluate. I don’t have the skills or education to be the master and commander of a starship.”“But Captain, your current education alone makes you an attractive candidate. Your genome makes you compatible with an M. I. implant which is a rare thing indeed, and necessary for a starship captain to possess. Your psych profile rates you in the top two. I must have stroked her for fifteen more minutes until I got soft. I stopped and held my dick inside my niece.Priya was shaking after we finished our sex session together. She pulled me down to her mouth and we kissed for a long time.“You were the best,” she told me.Things took a turn for the better between Priya and myself. Those two weeks seem to last a long time. We were fucking daily. I am in my late thirties. I wasn’t used to bedding down with an eighteen-year-old. Priya seemed to need.