Susan was hoisted from her tank and gently lowered onto the gurney. I hoped to have this as a family affair, but reluctantly agreed to have it transmi...ted throughout the ship. Her sodden hair was even longer than usual, as I moved some of it from her face. I looked down and saw an even more beautiful woman. Her body was minutely different now. Her muscles were many times stronger, and her bones made to match. She now was the epitome of the Tandra, she once thought of as supermen when she first. My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his dick, crushing his crown. My other hand found his balls, holding them. “I asked you a question, slave.”“Yes,” he said.I squeezed his balls. Hard.He bucked, teeth grinding against teeth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his hard muscles, tingles racing through his body. Chains rattled as he fought the pain.I loved warriors.“Mistress,” I said. “You address me as Mistress. Understand?” I relaxed my hand on his. His mouth closed around the front of her mound while one hand dipped between her thighs. Finding her pussy lips already partly open, he let the tips of his fingers swirl in her growing wetness there. “I want you on the bed, so I can lick your sweet little pussy properly,” he breathed. With her fingers in his hair, she bent down to give him an open-mouthed kiss before stepping away to comply. Taking her skirt off with a quick shimmy, she crawled onto the small single bed. Totally naked at. "You look fine," he shrugged."Oh no," Jeff had said. "My hair is a total mess and I have to get out of these yucky clothes."Rafe just shook his head and plopped down in a kitchen chair, hooking a long muscled leg over the armrest, one hand under his shirt, idly rubbing the golden hair on his ripped stomach. The casual, self-assured pose reminded Alison of something very familiar. It came as something of a shock when she realized what it was: it was the way her boyfriend used to sit.Alison stood.