"This once vibrant city, with its cafes and bars, museums, comfortable homes, has been torn apart and its people brought down to a level that we could...'t contemplate. There is no spark in their eyes, no flicker of resistance, no will to carry on. For them, life is not only hard and cruel, it is without hope."The image of a Zytol warrior was frozen on the screens for thirty seconds and Ben described what they were seeing."This is the enemy. They have killed without remorse, they have raped an. She looked like she was in a trance when I told her to do something, I walked over to her and sqeezed her little tits. She just stood there. I snaped my fingers in front of her eyes and she came out of it and smiled at me and said good morning. And started fixing breakfast like she always did. Was not like I thought it would be when I give her orders she would be in a trance and do what ever I told her. But she was herself when I was not. Except for last night when she took over with mark. Then. It was just another secret little kink of hers, but she had seen him do it a few times, in the shower and even when they had sex… she would kneel and wait for him to shoot his load into her mouth and she watched eagerly as he stroked the last few times before cumming. It always turned her on to see him handling that big, beautiful weapon and now he was jacking his cock while she was fingering herself - each one watching the other excitedly.Julie began rubbing her clit more vigorously; watching. 'Señor Martínez is using one at the moment. It's more convenient.' He knocked gently on one of the doors and we went in. Juan Martínez was sitting in an armchair, immaculately dressed. Instead of a jacket he was wearing a silk dressing-gown and looked like a tired, diminutive Noel Coward.'Alex.' He rose to his feet and I received another embrace, then he lowered himself slowly back into his chair. 'Suddenly I'm feeling my age. It's an unpleasant experience. Would you like something to eat or.