I see you liked the poppers, my little bitch?"Through the whirlwind of my mind I think I managed to nod my head in assent to her, but I couldn't be su...e. I was drooling around the cock gag in my mouth, breathing through the nose holes in my hood deeply, lost in an erotic world, wishing now that she would administer more."Now that you have had a little taste, you'll want more. We'll make sure we feed that addiction, my slave," she softly said. "I prefer you very dependent and very addicted truth. All I had to do was cook the food he brought home and bend over for his pleasure when he wanted me to.’ ‘And how often was that, may I ask?’ ‘Bless his departed soul, at least a few times a day. He’d put his dicky inside me and reach around and play with me jubblies, loved that he did, would tug on them mercilessly like milking a cow, as they were a hangin’ down so low over my shift due to their size, y’see.’ ‘I do see.’ ‘He’d pinch my nips and tug on them as well, all while making his dicky go. Everything spun round and round in his head I need a plan!Aesia stirred. "Tristan?" Yes." Get some sleep." I can't, there has to be some way to defend Mylia. We are at the end of the war, and my adopted planet will be destroyed at the eleventh hour."Aesia propped her head on her elbow and regarded him. "Why not use the active AI's to transport you to the fleet you dispatched. At least you will be doing something and the fleet might just get there in time. After all, they will be better off with. Clifford. Just a dumb mistake and I got my leg caught in the ladder on our RV.”“Jack, I have something personal I need to discuss with you, if you don’t mind and you have a few minutes.”“Sure. Can I help in anyway?”“From what I was told, it’s you everyone turns to when they have a problem such as the one I’m suffering from.”“Really?” I had to wonder what sort of problem she’s suffering from, and who has been telling her I could solve personal problems.“I play cards twice a week with Brenda.