“Right. Enormous. Who would have such capability to use it in a remote world that’s not really important to Star Republic?” He questioned.“Aft...r all we are just using it to traverse the space.”He moved to face Ericha, her mind was reeling at this information.“I’m a nobody. I at least know that. I’m here on this ship that can travel vast distances that, well to be frank, my mind previously thought impossible.”“Saying that I can’t imagine what would take to cloak an entire area or a base that,. But she was too far in for pride to let her withdraw and she tried to stifle the flutters of panic.“Yes, sir. I'll just have to, um, have to try to take it well.”“Good girl. Or I should say bad girl who's about to be caned.”Smiling to himself, he moved the upright chair to the centre of the room and gestured her towards it.“Bend over the back and get a grip on the front of the seat.”Once she had obliged he lifted her skirt and folded it up into her back. Alison became acutely aware of the rear. No matter how hard she fought to get away, it wouldn't stop her from getting wet at the loss of control and the feeling of a hundred kisses across her body, moving and devouring more of her.For better or worse the tentacles had her. A dark, depraved, repressed side of her wanted them back. She let out a sob as she realized her fate.4There was no doubt in Sophie's mind that the tentacles were at least partially intelligent, or driven by something intelligent. It didn't touch her like a weird. Not in a weird, sick way. I don't lick her dirty thongs, or cum on her toothbrush, or any freaky shit like that. I have been out on dates, and fucked sluts. I never had a real girlfriend. Usually it's like hookups at parties. We both get trashed, one drink leads to another we fuck, then go our seperate ways.It's just that, well in the back of my mind, I kind of have a mommy itch. I never planned to scratch it, but I KNOW she would be the best. Nice ripe tits, a mouthwatering ass, and the.