‘Tell the truth.’ As her finger slid out I said, ‘How did you know?’ She nodded, apparently satisfied that I was no longer pretending even to ...yself. ‘Because, I was watching you.’ She smiled at me again as her finger traced my lips. She held her hand out to me and I took it. She pulled me and I stood and moved closer to her. ‘Come and join us.’ She stood and led me, compliant as I was, to a group of her friends, she introduced me although I had no idea how she knew my name. They were fun and. ‘Are there many slaves in Coryn?’ FUCK yet another stupid question. ‘Every living man and boy Ma’am.’ You could see them everywhere doing the jobs women felt were below them, men were useful for breeding, hard labour and military servitude. they had uses for the ‘barbaric instincts of men’ my former instructors words not mine…I’d say these women could be just as barbaric as any man given enough power and lack of rules, just look at Commander Nigh for an example ruthless and consumed with desire. " Wait'll the machine finishes, and then take'r with us," suggested one ofthe four who had protested moving him. "Y'saw how little time it takesfor't to finish. We can leave in ten minutes, fifteen minutes tops." Look at the screen! He's dreaming or something!"One of the women wearing super-high heels looked at the screen and shookher head in disgust. "That's not a dream; that's one of his sexfantasies."Alice asked, "What's wrong with fantasies? They help to relieve thepressure of reality.. As I remove your soaked tampon, the smell of your dead pussy fills the air. Your pussy oozes stronger than the other women's dead cunts and triggers a deep instinct within me. I start to eagerly eat out your dead pussy as I force your legs apart. You are still leaking piss and other fluids as your death cramps kick in. I do not care but lick you with passion while my cock gets harder and harder. The taste and smell of your period blood and vaginal musk drives me crazy.I leave the rope around.