Some seemed curious, their eyes wide and bright, their ears swiveling to track the unfamiliar sounds of wind on metal. Others were afraid of the alien...structure, sticking close together lest some unknown threat emerge from one of the corridors to attack them. Schaffer had but one objective in mind, get through the main computer access door. If he could gain access to those controls then he could reactivate the generator, and with it, the heating and lights. That was the most important part, he. ComI stood up in front of the large vinyl bean bag chair I'd spent thelast few hours in, and for the first time really noticed the camerassurrounding me. My 'assistant' came over in front of me with a verytall beaker, an inch and a half round and a little under three feettall, and was marked off in red, with the top line reading 2000ml.I took it with both hands and saw that it was about 3/4 filled, alittle above the 1500ml line, about 3 pints of thick syrupy liquid. Itwas off white in color,. My hands dropped my pre-ing cock, gripping at the bedsheets as he slide out of me and shoved back in, grunting heavily. He started to slowly fuck me, using his whole length slowly but forcefully. I whimpered and moaned femininly under him, blushing even more. "Ooohhh....M-more m-master...!", i called, hearing my submissive voice escape my lips."Anything for y-you, maid...", he groaned, speeding up his thrusts into me, his hips slapping against my ass cheeks loudly. My cock jumped and thickened. The Latin guy saw me in the corner of his eye that I was staring at his huge cock; so the bastard just smiled and whispered to me:“Do you like what you see, puta…?”I did not answer him. My face went red and then I run to my room.In the middle of the night, some muffled sounds woke me up. I got up from the bed and opened the door. I heard Laura was getting fucked hard, as she moaned with pleasure. I wondered if she was still wearing those sexy black stockings I saw in her earlier.I moved over.