The nightmare is never ending.Isabel kisses the floor in front of Vesta. That she now knows she must always do. The switch has taught her."I can arran...e to have all that happen over again, slave," says Vesta.Isabel moans, still slobbering on the floor."Kneel up." Isabel does so, eyes still wide with horror. "So what have you got to ask me slave?"The white throat works convulsively. The words come out weak and hoarse. "T-To... to s-suck... my... M-Master's... p-prick..." No. You beg me slave,. Furthermore, Sue, who had the best penmanship, wrote out the Declaration of Independence on a piece of paper which we all signed. We left that copy in the base radio room next to the FTL radio where we were sure that it would be found.When I sent the message to Earth, I gave a time when I would check on the FTL radio to pick up any reply that they might send. I didn't expect a reply, but who could tell? If there was a reply, we expected it to be a demand that we surrender ourselves for arrest. I'll take real good care of him."She put the phone back in the cradle. Sally smiled. "Miss Lib said for me to take good care of you."She moved my gym shorts' leg over and gave me a first class blowjob. "Next time I will get naked and we can do it right. You get some sleep."I slept well.In the morning, Sally brought breakfast to my bed. She had measured and fixed the breakfast exactly according to the diet. After I ate, I took care of my toilet and we went through the shower, medication, and. They were still wearing their bar shirts, but were naked from the waist down, save for tennis shoes. They both had huge, beautiful, stiff erections. Each was reaching in front of the other, slowly, seductively stroking his buddy’s cock.As I stood unseen in a shadowy corner my sight lines were perfect. Bryan‘s cock had to be 7 1/2 inches long, perfectly straight and very thick, with a pronounced vein running up the underside. He was cut, with a beautiful, shiny, large mushroom head. His trimmed.