I sat down and sank into the plush couch and waited for Ms. Vanderbilt.After a while Candy returned with a tall glass of cooldrink for me. Itwas pink ...oloured. Candy sat next to me on the couch and handed me theglass. I took a sip, it was pleasant tasting, it tasted of strawberries. I lowered the glass and Candy took the glass and placed it on a table infront of us. Candy moved closer to me and placed her hand on my knee andbegan to move it up my leg. As she kissed me on the cheek she moved. The man held my hips tight as he thrust into me, the feel of a strangers cock in me was more than I could take and I had a massive orgasim, I thought my head was going to fall off. At that point I felt the cock in me explode, I could feel it throbing as it pumped my pussy full of jizz, my orgasim finally finished as his cock finished delivering its load and was replaced with another cock that thrust in and out of me soon delivering another warm load of jizz deep in my hungrey cunt.My husband. She loved his cock and you could tell as her lips wrapped around the head, then down his shaft, taking all of him into her throat over and over, gagging herself, wanting more and more. Terry reached over, spanked her some and fucked her mouth.I just watched for a few minutes as Terry fucked her mouth, then turned her around, placing his cock at her pussy, slipping it in slowly. Stretching her super wet, and so so tight pussy. Rachel gasped, her reaction was sexy as he fucked her, picking up his. .this ship was all he had. Was there no alternative - but this?Damnit! He'd sooner lose Enterprise than see her changed intothis twisted opera-set nightmare. It wasn't the feminization; itwas the loss of identity. These slaves weren't the free men andwomen who volunteered to brave the unknown ? Fischer made themmere chattel. And Paul Fischer's 'Lady Enterprise' wasn't a shipof the line, a vessel dedicated to the principles of theFederation. This was indulgence, not freedom. Fischer's offer.