"As I said, owned and operated by supernaturals, staff by humans who arelet in on the secret... To a degree." Daphne did not tell her about howthey're...usually mind-wiped of the knowledge they learned aboard the ship."the staff knows and are paid to be our play things, they also offercruises to humans who don't know, through contests and such as both a wayto train us to keep the secret, and to supplement the crew, since thereisn't enough staff to keep us all fed all the time."Beatrix had stopped. Uncle Bob was behind me then and reached down to the end of the string hanging from the anal beads. He got very quite, and I began to get nervous. Thinking "He may be even madder it made his dick hard!" I was sure I was screwed when he grabbed the hanging anal bead firmly with his fingers and seemed to tense up. I was looking at the wall still, and began to turn when his massive hand clasped firmly on the back of my neck. With my neck in one hand and the anal bead in the other he quickly cocked. She felt different. Her fur coat was missing, he could just feel her silky negligée against his skin. She reached around and caressed his hardening member through his shorts. She then pulled his shorts down and kissed and bit his bum that was now at her face level. He moaned in pleasure as her hands and lips felt and caressed him. She knew how he liked to have his ass played with, so she told him to bend over. As she admired his taut leg muscles, she explored his anus with a gently probing. He sold me! I got on all fours and he positioned himself behind me. He spit on my hole and worked a finger in and out. I was shaking as he took his cock and rubbed it around my tight hole. Finally after teasing me a bit he pushed in and all of a sudden I felt this very intense, sharp pain, and pulled away. I was almost crying from the pain. Scott then suggested I stroke myself to help me relax more. He stood and positioned me on my back, butt hanging over the edge. He then pushed my.