I was well fed, well looked after and no-one had treated me badly at all, and then I had become sort of attached to Zeeta and Izzie and even her mothe... had left a soft spot in my heart."Why do you ask that Zeeta?" I asked."I think that I am in love with you, and I would really love to marry you if that was possible." I don't want to go anywhere Zeeta. I don't like the idea of being any ones slave, but I would miss you all now if I left. You have all been kind to me here. But I am a slave, you. I almost wish this was our first time again, instead of our ... twenty-second. That’s a guess, but I know I love her, and I had never loved anyone before.Quietly, I pushed my way inside my girl, hearing a slight ‘Eek, ‘ from her, as Mom was listening to what sounded like disco music on her own bed.“Ooh, Paul ... Paulie, please go deeper, please go faster, please cum inside me. I want you to fill me up.”I love being spoken to like that, and I was trying so hard, the bed started making noises.Mom. I’m no longer a good person, and doing this has broken my faith in myself. One way or another, I have to reassemble the pieces into someone I can at least respect.”“Are you sure?”“As much as I can be, given what we’re doing. Which is why I need to keep you alive for at least a little while longer.” Dismounting, she slurped on his completely deflated cock a few times, then ... just as he’d predicted ... set about lapping up the cream that was making a sticky mess of his stomach.Well, that’s one. Since Tanya had been skewered lengthwise by a giant fuck-bot, she’d been so fascinated with sexual mutilation of her body that, almost every moment that Ethan wasn’t in the house, she was shoving something sharp in there, or burning herself. “Let’s see,” Frank said, referring to her stomach.Grinning, she raised her blouse, showing him her almost healed skin. In addition to constantly shoving manglers up her twat, they’d gone through almost a thousand feet of fuse material – simply wrapping it.