In the kitchen my girlfriend was making dinner and I could smell it all the way in here. When it came to women I enjoyed every race and color but this...was something quite different. My girl was from another galaxy from a planet whose name I couldn't pronounce. She had dark hair, cherry red skin, and these little things on her forehead that look like horns. I wasn't dating a demon but she was one horny little she-devil. Her species had a rather high sex rate than humans where the sex lasts. While I was doing this I was talking to them about the suction cup dildo that I was holding in my other hand. One of my friends is behind me leaning against my bed. I could tell that he was fixated on where that butt plug was going. I had my back arched slightly, letting my cock and balls hang heavily down, giving him a great view from behind. I looked at my one friends and said, “Have you ever tried sucking a cock before?” He responded, no. As I was doing this I was trying to get the butt plug. ’ Victoria responded dryly. ‘And anyway, slaves deserve no thanks. They just need to do whatever they’re told.’ ‘Aren’t you taking all of this a little bit too far?’ Victoria offered her half smile. ‘I thought we were doing all of this for him. But I can see that you’re upset, my love, so for you I’ll try my best to be … less stern.’ But the best that Victoria could muster was to pay less attention to him, oftentimes ignoring him completely. This only increased Sam’s anxiety as he feared that. "Jackie, what is going on?" I asked."I was getting ready to go home at 5:30 and I was standing in my office when I saw Tracy come into the hotel and check in. Did you know she was getting a room here tonight?" Jackie asked."No, I didn't. Is the room in her name?" I asked."Yes, and she left a note for somebody at the desk." Can you tell me who the note was for and what it said?" I asked."It seems that you are always asking me for information I shouldn't be giving you. Why don't you just come.