My dick was attempting to get hard and it was pushing the ring away from my body. Andrea raised up and looked at it closely, she said isn't that cute ...our little pee pee is trying to act all grown up. She then pushed the cup securing my penis and said get dressed I've got to go. As I pulled my pants on I asked how long does this have to stay on. She said we will see. All day at work I was constantly aware of my penis being held prisoner. I almost sped home and eagerly waited for Andrea to come. But it did not seem that it would be easy to wrest control of the crew away from the alien by force without an expensive battle. Because of this the High Lords decided to wait and see what might transpire in the confrontation. So the High Lords simply stood there behind their shields and observed the alien, waiting for it to make the first move.Then the alien spoke, speaking in the standard language of the Republic."You are not as the others, you resist our control. Your presence here is an. “There.” he says pointing at the desk. There was still nothing there. She reached her hand out then stopped “Wait it just disappeared!?” she exclaimed puzzled. She quickly turned around as “the other me shut and locked the door. “What the fuck are you…” He quickly grabbed her throat silencing her. “You have such a filthy mouth. ‘Fuck this!’ ‘Fuck that!’ I think you just wanna get FUCKED! Who knows maybe is you do you’ll be less of a bitch.” She spat in his face his face as she tried to remove. The palanquin stopped at the foot of the dock, and the men slowly lowered it to the ground. Through the silk hangings, Jacob saw a figure moving, relaxing amidst pillows. Then, the hangings parted. The woman who commanded such beauty and wealth had to have been a Baroness, or a Mistress of some kind. She was native Egyptian with dark, tanned skin, and silky, shoulder length hair, the ends braided in gold. Her eyes were dark and mysterious, only made deeper by touches of make up. Her lips.