She got a beautiful smile. We met and exchanged our wishes and went to a nearby hotel to have lunch.There I saw how well she has maintained her body w...th a sexy figure to die for we knew each other and sat close to each other and decided to meet further. While going, she gave me a kiss on my cheek and said that ‘It was a wonderful day, thanks’. We chatted on phone for few days n decided to meet again. Now, when I met her the second time I was very happy looking at her as she was wearing a saree. The earth was laced by tracks that extended out of tunnels in the crevasse’s walls to dumping grounds for waste. Working them were thousands upon thousands of bushed prisoners, all sort of Beings, who had taken as close to a humanoid a form as they could transform to – that was only one of the Seventh Post’s two hundred and sixty sectors, smallest one at that.“Get in order, we don’t have all day!” The Elite ranked prisoner, a man of some kind of Being ... he had doted, black and orange skin,. It was 7AM."Just a minute!" I called out. Over night, the dildo had slipped from my vagina and was lying on the floor. I quickly thrust it into the night stand, stumbling as I was again overtaken by the electric shocks that ran through my body whenever I moved the damn thing."Bong!" The doorbell again."Hold on!" I shouted, as I rushed to the closet and threw on a shirt and pair of jeans. Finally I got to the door."Hello there!" A large, burly man stood in the doorway. "My name's Jim. I'm here. She stops even trying to struggle. Her muscles no longer tense, herelaxes the pressure against her thighs. She knows what he wants ofher now. As with the needles, she must take an active part in her ownabuse. Her legs are free enough now, from her fight against her ropes,to allow her to move herself onto him. Again she finds herself in amoment of absolute stillness, as she looks into his eyes, measuringher strength against his will to hurt her. She doesn't move, with himstill poised to enter.