I completely lost track of how long he was doing that when he rose from the bed and walked over to the dresser. He took something out of a travel bag,...a tube that he squirted on his hands, rubbing the liquid on his cock which was already hardening. "Get over here on my bed, on your hands and knees," he said. I was pretty sure I knew what he intended as he continued to stroke his cock, lubing it up, and then my ass as I scooted up on the bed. There was a part of me that wanted to say hell no.. "Look at your asshole pucker up slave, you much really want this. Don't worry,going to give you all 12 inches, of my thick fat cock" Heather SaidShe plunge the strapon deep in his ass making him scream in pain. The thickdildo spread his ass cheeks, forcing it deep against his prostate. The slavescreamed with a mixture of intense pain and pleasure."MERCY" He Cried"Mercy? Mercy?....there is No mercy slave. Don't try to pull away. Take, mycock your ass slut" She laughed.She grabbed him by his arm,. " Do you have something specific on your mind or you would like me to give you my proposal"."I really don't know, so please do as you wish, I have full confidence. I only want to look beautiful for my date. I don't even want to look myself until everything is finished"."Okay, in that case I will do my best and I am sure that you will be satisfied with outcome". After these words she left. Few minutes later beautician came back mixing color in small pot. She put towel around my neck and plastic. The right side had won. Two hundred years of peace and prosperity bore that out. What was happening now was an aberration and nothing more. She remembered reading that the Republicans had been fond of saying that the common man would tire of having no say in affairs and would rise up against the Imperium. Nothing of the sort ever happened, or was happening now. This was purely an internal matter. The common man would not care.Janna felt a need to visit the ruins and see them more closely. It.