They had assigned the four staterooms to the eight Guylew women and planned to have the nine of them share the large master bed since they had origina...ly planned to do so anyway before plans had been altered. The Guylew women had been slowly disappearing below and had not returned. The Zaflan thought nothing of it just figuring they were going to bed to rest from their ordeal. Finally, none of the Guylew women remained and after visiting for a little longer, the nine decided to go to bed. " I yelled back in a hurry to get any clue on this case.The attacks have been getting more brutal and grotesque, last guy had his ribs removed and then inserted into a corset that he now has to wear in order to survive. What could make someone do something so heinous? The guy was a bank teller and gay. Why would they want to harm him?I thought about this as we cruised through stoplights, our siren blaring. Before arriving at the docks we stopped at this little bakery that makes the best. “George said you need to make some money to help pay for all this nice stuff he picked out for you, so I’m gonna do what I can to get you some business. I should be able to get you at least a couple of guys most nights, though those will probably be mostly a quick fuck or a blow job. On the weekends is when you should be able to make some better money. George says he has a lot of friends that love doing all the same things as you… rough stuff, ass fucking, gang bangs and such. And I know those. I moaned at the sound of my hand stroking him, faster and faster."Do you like that? Do you like that you stretch my small, tight pussy open every time?" God yes," He whispered. I whimpered softly. Even after all this time, his Scottish accent made me weak in the knees. He had one hand against the shower wall, supporting his weight. His head was hanging down as he watched my hands stroking his shaft. "Do you like watching? You do, don't you?" Yes. Yes I love it." "Thrust into my hand baby. Just.