“It’s my turn now,” I grunted, arching my back upward and clamping my eyes shut in concentration. She was still panting from her orgasm. “Oh, ...hat feel so good, but you’d better pull your cock out of me. Are you listening? There’s a chance I could get pregnant.” Then…”Besides, I want to see all the juice that squirts out of those big balls of yours! I bet you come in quarts! Do it all over my tits! Pull your big cock out of my pussy and squirt hot cum all over me!” “OH, FUCK, HERE IT COMES!” No. I don't understand it, not that and not a lot else about people, but there's enough of it around that I can't pretend it doesn't exist. I'm sure you've seen a good deal of that as well." Yes." Sometime, I hope, that'll begin to change. Long term, I don't see how we can survive as a species if it doesn't. You know the fearsome weapons we've devised, the horrible destruction they can do. It seems to me only a matter of time, and perhaps not very much time, before some of those weapons fall into. Then she face slaps me hard and says “The looking was worth the punishment, right dog” and quickly put my head on the ground again. The mistress laughs “Oh, I bought so many nice items it almost makes me feel happy with you, but you deserve an extreme punishment for being so disobedient” and with that said she walks behind me and starts whipping my ass and back with the whip. It hurts so much and I feel the tears running down my face. “Please Mistress, I beg You, stop”. But she does not stop.. We could have taken our time.Wanda’s body had been neatly skinned. Her outer skin was drying from nails driven into the ceiling by her tormenter. The sight of what was left of our pretty, sweet, young assistant caused several of our hardened soldiers to vomit.The patrons and staff were separated and questioned for hours. Their stories were checked out and compared against every other story. Those whose facts didn’t hold up were deliberately interrogated by seasoned investigators until they were.