On the new IP home world the medical facility was doing all they could to save the seventh council. Finally the body stopped responding as the cerebra... activity dropped to zero. The IP doctor nodded as he switched off the machine; documenting everything he opened a channel. “Sixth council, the body has stopped it’s function. All cerebral activity recorded standing by for you.”A brief silence then an older male’s voice responded. “You have performed well doctor, a courier will arrive shortly.. Suddenly I felt frightened, while at the same time, strangely excited. My ass felt empty and wanting to be filled. I knew if I said no, she would stop, but somehow I didn't want to stop. Was I crazy? "Yeah, I'm ready," I replied.She slathered an ample supply of lube on my ass and began to slide her hand into my asshole. I was already stretched by her big black dildo, so she started with four fingers tucked together, probing in and out, turning and twisting, then pushing deeper. Soon, I felt her. "Yeah, she's right here, being a good little slut for me. You're down the street at the coffeeshop?" Sir inquired."Yeah, in a quiet corner for the moment. I take it she said yes?" "Something like that. Here, I'll let her speak." Sir grabbed my hair and pulled my head off of his cock, holding the phone closer to me as I grunted. "Say hello to my friend, slut. He prefers to be addressed as 'Daddy' by little whores. "I nervously followed Sir's order. "H...hi ..Daddy..." Daddy spoke evenly "Hello. Becka moved a little closer and whispered in my ear, "What kind of group is this?" It's an octet. They're about to play a romance by Mendelssohn." That sounds great," she whispered back, leaning in to me so close I could smell her hair and perfume.I bounced my shoulder against hers. "Just wait. The music's beautiful."It was a particularly good ensemble and they played wonderfully. The flowing melodies were just the right thing to take my mind off of home problems. I felt my heart happily give.