With so many slaves to compete with I had to use anything I got to stay in her good graces. To move up the ladder in her unspoken harem hierarchy requ...red another sort of ability altogether. My initial efforts in obtaining my Mistress? favour were limited by the fact that I was denied access to her by all the other slaves. I had been a child when I purchased or I would have realized earlier that they saw me as a threat and studied what it was about me that worried them. Then my only concerned. “Hungry. Bored.”“I’m sorry, buddy. How can I help?”Kansas stays very still for long moments, Will watches as he thinks, then types.“Hungry. People,” the alien types.“You know you can’t eat humans, buddy,” Will retorts, annotating the phrase with concern.Kansas tums to him then. He’s round and smooth, he has no head, no neck, but Will can swear thatthe alien shakes his head before typing again.“No. Food.” Then, stilling, he seems to think. “Curious. Friend.”Heart racing, Will scribbles. . well, it was too late to worry about now."We will talk about this later," she hissed through clenched teeth, as she started walking to the car, her eyes straight forward so that she wouldn't have to look at me.I got past her to open the door, and Martha, pushed my hand away from the handle as she grabbed it."I can open my own doors," she huffed, although, I stayed and waited until she had gathered her dress and feet entirely into the car, and shut her door for her.The drive to the retirement. "Oh yes, please, put it in, please, oh God its so big, please slow, oh no, please, it hurts, stop, stop no" The giant phallus pressed forward, agonizingly opening my much too little opening, spreading it wider as it sought its purpose. My ring was resisting the foreign invader, but his size and strength were no match for my tiny body, and the head gained entrance, popping through my defenses to implant itself inside my waiting channel. Once the head had broken through, on the next thrust the.