I locked the girl in the bathroom, put Lilly in charge of the door and then made my way to the kitchen to make her a small meal. On the way I ran into...Morgan, she pulled into a corrider to confront me. "This is not ok, we should not have a prisoner. We don't do this kind of thing." She whispered harshly, trying to display her discontent with the situation. "She is not one of us, she is the enemy, and she knows things that could save our lives. For instance we are only five fucking miles from. A second later and she was slurping a full breast and tweaking the other with her right hand. Her left hand found its way to the girls vagina and he smiled again. She was an obedient little cunt. The rules of the game were simple, if the two girls from upstairs wanted to shorten their weekend sentence in his backwoods cabin, they were going to have to fuck his two downstairs captives. He had explained to them that they had to get each of the unwilling girls to orgasm or the deal was. Less palatable fates. Convicts will be especially unattached to the existing social order, of course. Some guards can join us as well. Others, not so much. We can use that to help swell our ranks. Also, cosplay conventions are full of geeks and nerds very keen on the idea of a more advanced, enlightened civilization. Many of them will be openly sympathetic to our goals,” I realized, causing the Xenarian trio to smile a bit.“Yes, yes, definitely thinking outside of the box in terms of recruiting. I was still buzzing from having sex with Mr. Miller the night before and as I entered the room to take my seat, Im sure the other teachers noticed me blushing whenever I looked at them. ***** I couldnt help but smile as I walked to Grahams office. I could feel my damp pussy between my legs, as I checked the time on my watch. It was 3:56 pm, and, as Graham had predicted, the place was practically deserted. I saw Mr. Dawson, the art history lecturer, talking in the hallway with another man, and.