"Only if they promise not to blow up my ship's 'puters, and keep them, all of them, under control. Slow. Denny. Polack. I still have occasional nightm...res about some of the things that happened with the Crypt." Hey!" Polack expostulated "you were part of that." True" admitted McCock "and now there is Henry Bollinger."Looks of realisation spread over faces as the Flock stared at the gnome.A life boat tentatively came out of hyper to lead the "Vulcans" back to home base."Diety, that man's. Pleaseeeeee.?Donna ignored her feeling the sopping wetness below. ?Get licking slave.? Donna said grabbing the back of Britney’s head and pulling her into her snatch.Britney tried to resist but in the end it was useless. She stuck her tongue out and licked. The taste was different then she expected and she was soon lapping at it hungrily. The effect was not lost on Donna who started bucking up and down on Britney’s face all the while still rubbing her pussy. Both the girls came. They were surprised and confused by what they saw. Mistress was not the bride. slave was. This would not be a "normal" wedding by any stretch of the imagination.Mistress looked beautiful with Her hair and makeup done to perfection like always. She was wearing a black latex catsuit which clung to every amazing curve of Her glorious body. Her thigh high black leather boots and leather gloves completed Her amazing wardrobe. In Her left hand was a black riding crop, but in Her right was a pink. As soon as she was out of sight of the Beta Club she slumped against the wall.“I’m sorry,” she said, tears in her eyes.“For what?” Phil wondered.“For ... for that!” Hailey seethed. “For everything. I thought if I brought you here and introduced you that people would see how nice and sweet you are. Instead they just keep bringing up the reason you hate me.”“I don’t hate you,” Phil said, putting his arm around her. “I never did. Yes, I was hurt by what you said to me. I was also angry. If I hated.