” I was cumming and ramming myself back onto his pole as he pushed it into me.“Do what?”“My ass. Fuck me up the ass!” he reached back and pu...led a small bottle of lube from his pants pocket and smeared it into my asshole and on his cock. I was scared again but I wanted it so badly. I felt his cockhead pushing against my puckered hole and I braced myself. He went slow, thankfully but eventually he was buried up my ass and held himself there before slowly fucking in and out of my rented. Then the keeper released a clamp and the foot supports that Jennifer had been standing on fell away, leaving her totally across the rack, unable to move. Her head had been fastened down by a strap across the back that pushed her forehead into a semi-circular cutout on one of the slats. It was made of wood but was well worn from countless other girls who had been here before her.The slave keeper left the room and bolted the door. It was totally unnecessary since Jennifer couldn't have managed to. "We'll set the probe up when we're twenty kilometers south of the distress beacon after we check the source, that's thirty kilometers north of the drop zone. Liara, that probe needs to be ready to go when we arrive, every second outside the Mako could be life or death." Understood Commander." Liara nodded, her exosuit had been locked into place and she was fiddling nervously with the joints to ensure that they were airtight."Commander, any reason we can't drop closer? Seems like a bad place to. No milk with a local label that he can identify. Gary told me you have the trays and dish covers, but you also need some non-descript silverware too. Probably any thrift shop will have them." I've got some old US Government surplus silverware in the old house. That should do for that problem. I'm pretty sure I have some old plastic glasses to use also. So that problem should be covered. We can get some TV dinners tomorrow at the store. We'll get about 3 of each kind so we can rotate the food he.