Other drawbacks were the lack of an AI, weaker propulsion, and inefficient design. The layout might have made sense to them but, to us, it was strange...The fight for Iriti might have gone smoothly, if the portion of the population not directly involved hadn't taken it upon themselves to participate. Half of the Halim that died, were beaten to death by mobs. More of the Iriti died by being trampled by their own people, than at the hands of their former captors.That number was in the thousands,. Wave after wave of spasms racked my body. Master brought the crop down on my erect nipples and it sent more spasms through my core.My legs were shaking and I could barely remain upright. The cuffs attached to the cross held me firm. Master teased my clit by rubbing the crop against it. I pushed my hips forward and stuck my sex out, begging him to hit me. He just kept rubbing the crop against my sex.When he finally hit my engorged and sensitive clitty, I exploded again. The orgasm was so. I’m your wet and willing cunt.”“Constance?” I started to ask.“Cunnie! I want that to be my name!” she demanded. She poked me in the chest as I knelt by the bed and started to use the wash cloth to wipe down her thighs.“I’m just trying to figure out what changed so quickly. You hated being called nicknames in high school. Now you are demanding I use a nickname that is very demeaning,” I said carefully.“Mark,” the woman said. “I didn’t know a few things back then.”“Such as?” I asked.“How. Her world reduced to a tongue-lapping and sucking on her hardened nipple... a thumb- continuing to circle and circle and circle... a finger-sliding faster and faster. Waves of pleasure began to encompass her, closer and closer together, until with a cry of pure emotion- she climaxed, quivering and clutching at Lana sweaty & muscular body pressed up against her.Faint whimpers continued to make their escape as Jana kissed Lana to her heart's content. As she slowly came back to herself she was.