I felt the man'shand gather it and toss it over my shoulder. Then he grabbed the cloth at theback of my neck and ripped it in one easy motion, baring ...y back to my waist.I began to tremble uncontrollably and my legs grew weak while tears began torun down my cheeks. How could this be happening to me? Then the whip struck. My breath left my lungs in one huge gasp as my bodysurged forward from the blow.. The pain started in my lower back and quicklyspread all over me until I thought my brain would. He said there was even places, back then, that you couldn’t go to at all! I wouldn’t have believed him except that they covered it in history class this semester. For example, can you imagine paying actual credits to bounce around on a transport when you’re bored? People must have been rich or something when dad was young.He said that people earned money for working and they had to give it all away to companies that owned transports - old fashioned airplanes mostly, like you see in museums?. "I don'tknow..." "Luna, while I do have a stable of gurls like Candy, I also trainthoroughbreds. I sense that you could become a world class sexworker...a high class whore. I provide gurls like you to exclusive clubsaround the world. Darling things like you are in highdemand...especially after I finish your physical and mentaltransformation. Your feminine side is taking over, along with otherdesirable traits...you are a whore at heart...you also have a verystrong submissive side...eager to. The pilot sighed. "How long do we have?" Minutes," Marie warned. "She is barely a foot taller than her normal height." You better get her down on a gurney, don't you think?" Can I trust them?"Kagan came back immediately. "You don't really have a choice. Besides, the people down there are listening to this conversation and ready to offer immediate assistance." As proof of this, a dozen onlookers within the designated white circle began to wave frantically and point to a lone gurney in their.