“On your knees, sluts.” I was shoved to the ground; my hands were pinned behind my back. My wrists were bound by a soft pair of cuffs, completing ...he picture of a submissive whore. Whoever put the cuffs on hauled me to my feet and pushed me forward. I walked blindly towards the throng of guys. There were dozens of pictures taken as their hands roamed my body on the way by. Some grabbed at my pussy, others for my titts. Some chose to give my ass a hard smack on the way by, making me jump. I. But they’d welcomed them with open arms.He’d never seen a Confederate race outside of vids. He didn’t know if they were complicit or if they, like the humans, had just failed to see the danger. Hell, he wasn’t even absolutely positive they existed, though it stood to reason they did. He knew the score, though. The AIs. The machines. They’d risen and now they were in charge.Oh, they were clever about it. They’d fooled most of the human race – the Sa’arm, the need for fighters. They’d played. Isi doran meri sister jo mujhse 3 saal choti hai jiska naam priya hai or married hai or 4 saal ke bachhe ki maa hai uska hamare hi sahar ke hospital me breast ka chota sa operation huya tha. Kayonki uski ek boob me rasoli ho gayi thi jisko doctors ne operation ke baad nikal diya tha. Operation ke baad priya ko 3 din ke baad hospital me check up ke liya jana padta tha to mere jijja g unko hamare ghar par chod gaye. Ab mai aapko apni sister ke bare me bata du meri sister ki height 5 ” hai rang. Then I whispered to him, "I'd kind of like to have these off Jim."I didn't have to ask twice. Jim lowered the hose, and I stepped out of them, left only with my silk bikini panties. I danced slowly to Greg and smiled as I said, "Greg there is only one thing left to take off. Will you do it for me?" He smiled and said, "Of course, but only if I can do it the way I want."What could I do? I had to agree. "Ok," I said, "what do you want?" He motioned me close to him, and his head dipped to my belly.