It was only a matter of time before the sight of her hit his eyes. Within the confines of the cage, the young blonde girl laid quietly in a curled up ...orm. Zachary could not help but to stare at her small form, almost like a sleeping angel, within the cage. Her face seemed at peace, calm and resting in her sedative-induced sleep. Apart from the layer of dirt, sweat, blood and semen, she was truly a beauty to behold. ‘This is the girl.’ Holmes said, gesturing with his hand over to the cage. ‘We. Let them try something. That’s right, you heard right, I protect my girls just like I protect my own pussy and my own virtue. I stand by them. I sure do.Later, the recruiters, hardened, old slavers who use whips if you don’t tow their line, might come. Of course they would say something like, stand back, bitch, the men are here to take your whores to Planet X. Except, they wouldn’t even be men. They will be magical beings with eight tentacles with suckers on each one. You know real suave and. I could of course say, we are just as sexual as men, but I think telling my sexual excursions with the men in my life, is more titillating, and revealing, letting you be the fly on the wall, watching my sweaty body being possessed, and making way for you the reader, to slip inside me and enjoy your own orgasm.When I was in my late twenties I went on holiday with my sister and her husband and c***dren, both now teenagers.We arrived at our destination only to find we had been doubled booked, so. She was not overly tall and her body was slender, but she had a charisma that he hadn't noted before. Her eyes, at the moment moist with tears, were the lightest hue of blue he had ever seen. And her hair was blond, almost flaxen. Somewhat unkempt, but looking completely natural.To his amazement he felt attracted to her in a way he had never been attracted to a woman before - not even the few, three to be precise, that had allowed him in their beds. Feeling like he was standing outside of his.