His fear level was even greater than when he'd been rushing across that ground earlier while under fire. At least then he had only been in danger of d...ing. Now he was possibly opening himself up to a horrifyingly slow death at the hands of men who hated everything Earthling. As a soldier approached close to him he took a moment to wonder if he'd made the wrong choice after all.The soldier, he saw with astonishment, was a woman. He had heard reports that the Martians were employing females out. The next day was Friday, and Trent and Sara drove home from school together, since they had a date planned for that evening. When they walked through the front door, I was sitting in the living room reading a book. Sara tossed her books on the table in the hallway, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and said she was heading upstairs to shower and get ready for her date.As Sara headed upstairs, Trent came into the living room and said, “Hi, Mrs. B…long time; no see.” We both laughed at his little. Greg snapped pictures as his wife writhed on the bed and gasped. Clair’s head bobbed between her thighs as the young woman attacked his wife’s pussy, the pussy he so loved to lick himself.“Greg, the draw!” Ruth panted as she arched her back a little with pleasure. Clair taking this as a positive sign buried her face deeper into Ruth’s crotch and licked harder and faster as Greg opened the top draw of the bedside table.An electric buzzing filled Clair’s ears and she quickly removed her face from. I was ordered to lay on my back with my legs open. Master had clamps in hand and as he neared my oversensitive nipples I instinctively covered them with my arms and hands and again tried to plead with master. He laid four powerful smacks on my swollen cunt. I let out yelps as he landed each one. He again tried to put them on and I protected them once more. Again my cunt paid for it. I let out several more yelps. "Lie back, and don’t move." He ordered. I obeyed this time, and master latched on.