The floor itself was a pretty open layout, a few dozen desks in clusters around the office. Most of the desks were empty; only a few bodies were about... Guessing most of the employees had already gone home for the day. Looking further down, towards the back wall, there seemed to be a couple of walled off offices. From a distance, I could faintly make out the nameplates on the doors. One of which read Scott. Sitting back down, I anxiously awaited my meeting. After a few more minutes, the. Fitzwater's empty desk. With the exception of a pair of gleaming eyes peering at us from the shaded recess behind the desk, the assessor himself was as invisible as the lurking trolls who live under the bridges in fairy tales.For several seconds Sheila and the assessor exchanged glances without speaking. Finally, the colony's leader stepped forward and extended her hand in greeting, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mister Fitzwater." I don't shake hands with queers," the owner of the unblinking. I shoved half my cock in her. She cried out and started cussing. I pulled back about an inch and shove again burying myself in her. I waited for a moment so both she and I could adjust. It was incredibly hot and tight. I had some anal sex before, but nothing like this. I tried to move it in and out some and with each stroke she loosed up some more. I think she figured out how that pushing out actually loosened thinks up. Even though I had just dumped a big load in her pussy, I was not going to. They all share some physical traits with their animal namesakes, such as fluffy ears and tails. Other than that, they also share less obvious characteristics, like a superhuman sense of smell, hearing, sight, or certain mental qualities.Demis are commonly bred by professional breeders before being sold to their new masters on slave markets. They can never truly be free, as even when their master sets them “free”, the master is still legally responsible for the slave and may punish them as he.