I was to be kept humiliated and embarrassed with no hope of male dignity. She explained that both Tonya and Tasha were her submissive lesbian lovers,...but enjoyed inflicting extreme pain on men. They were to be called "Miss Tonya" and "Miss Tosha" if I was to address them at all directly, the same as Goddess Danielle. I was to speak only when spoken to. Goddess Danielle, Miss Tonya and Miss Tosha slept together in the Goddesses master bedroom. I was given a cell off her bedroom, but in full. The plotters talked and fretted; not a day went by without the fear of discovery causing one or the other of the group to start at shadows, yet nothing happened, life went on.June heralded the arrival of several young men who made verbal contact with the group. The plan was gone over. The men disappeared for now, where, no-one in the group knew but it was suspected that they were checking the sites involved.July arrived along with word of the tanker, another meeting with the mysterious men and. She had always had sensitive nipples, and in her teenhood on Earth, she had always been privately embarrassed at the way they each stood out about half an inch when they were erect. She couldn’t help it, and it only served to embarrass and frustrate her further now as they stood proud under the relentless flicking. The tentacles quickly took notice of her body’s reaction - two very small outgrowths suddenly wrapped themselves around each nipple and began stroking, and she would’ve gasped at the. By the time my tongue has slid up to her throbbing clit, it is clear that there are no limits any more.It is almost as though she has unleashed in me an animal instinct suppressed since evolution, because I find myself eating her out with a passion beyond humanity. My tongue slips and twists over her swollen clit with both speed and confidence, and when I taste my own secretions mixed in with her honeyed juices, it is as much as I can do to hold back my own moans of delight. She was made for me.