" Oops, already I was losing focus. "Did you say something?" No, but now that I think about it, how about we clean out the basement this weekend, afte... your appointment. We could make ourselves a dungeon. I can invite your master over to help with the details. Maybe even invite a few extra sluts to help out." M'Lord, bring in extra sluts? For what purpose?" I couldn't help feeling a mixture of shock and jealousy at the thought of sharing either of my men with strangers."Now, slut, we can't fuck. Hunk growls at her ecstatic moans, tightening his grip on her hair, practically digging his fingers into her scalp.“Fuck, I’m going to cum!” he snarls, his thrusting becoming jerky and erratic.Mercy’s other hand shifts, from her side to his balls, squeezing them slightly. She cannot help but imagine the rolling sea of cum ready to pour out like a tsunami. Then a strangled howl bursts from his lips. The lustful alien thrusts again, burying his length down her throat. Eyes wide, Mercy still. When he finally withdrew from my throat and I was able to stand up I heard my stomach slosh. Tyrone told me, "You are a good pet Carla, go lay down in the corner by your food dish and try to sleep some. You will get little sleep tonight." I was happy to obey that order as I was exhausted and hurting all over. I curled up in a fetal position and was soon asleep.The noise created by the people eating supper and chatting awakened me and I lifted my head to see what was going on. Jack threw a hunk. Two officers from former foes of the last century, united in amity and a common cause in this one — ironic, that.He glanced around his ready room again. There was just enough space for a folding desk and a chair on one side of the room and two seats on the other. Opposite the pocket door was a narrow set of shelves holding various important documentation containing information deemed by Archerfish's designers and Navy bureaucrats too important to trust to virtual storage that might be.