“Pause,” said Andrew and the AI stopped. “Yes Wendy?”“Will we be given a choice as to which role we perform?” she asked.Before Andrew coul... say anything the AI answered, “The volunteer will decide which task each of his concubines are to perform, failure to comply on the part of the concubine will result in it being rejected or recycled.”Jessica looked shocked and Wendy went wide-eyed at that comment, “Recycled?” she gasped.Andrew was frowning as he listened to the AI, “Yes, recycled through. The flash of pain was exquisite, but was gone as quickly as it came.“What?” she hissed.“Fine, MISTRESS,” I said, through clenched jaw.“That’s more like it,” she said. “Next time I won’t be so gentle in my correction.”“Yes, Mistress.”She strode around the bed, looking down at me so thoroughly restrained, my erect cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her pendulous tits, swaying gently as she moved around our bedroom.She joined me on the bed, sitting back on. The sexy bitch let out a deep moan like she had never taken a dick before. One of her sexy dumb friends let her head hit the door listening. It was funny to know they were listening so hard, and it also made me want to pound big booty Tasha that much harder. Tasha's dirty mouth couldn't have been a better mouth piece saying exactly what I wanted those girls to hear, "Oh your dick is so Big!!", "Fuck that dick feels so good!!" then after about 10 mins, "Oh fuck!! I'm cumming on your dick baby!!". She saw machine guns tearing bodies apart, stealing lives. She saw bombs dropped, and familiar buildings turned to rubble. The skies darkened, and the streets were red with blood, and everywhere, death and destruction and fear, and the Mad God Ares laughing as innocents were slaughtered. And her Patron. What of Aphrodite? Her time was over. The world was dying, and it would never have need of love and laughter again. There could never be beauty again. Instead of lovers touching each other,.