” This time Rachel was completely awake and aware, yet she was paralyzed with uncertainty. What should she do? He was trying to be nice, but he was...trying to have sex with her, again. She knew she should tell him to stop, but that would only make him mad she guessed. He would hit her again and **** her again. Her dad was a large strong man and she knew that in a struggle she would always lose. As his fingers stroked her recently ravaged pussy Rachel bit her lip trying not to yelp in pain. “Im. .That's not what I mean!" I said between grunts as thepleasure took hold once again. "I... I... " I said, unable to articulatethe feelings as the war between masculinity and sissyhood raged in mymind. "Well, if you DON'T want to suck my cock, I guess I can just putit away, unless you tell me you want to be a sissy... " James offered,staring me down to look for any sign of what I might do. If I didn'tchoose to be a sissy, I would never feel Ron's cum inside my ass everagain, I'd never sissygasm. My palm was drenched, and I even broke out a couple of tears too. I just wanted Ryan so much; I almost thought I'd go mad if I didn't get Ryan soon.My mouth stayed wide open too, and I sucked up all the pleasure I could from masturbating, but in the end, I couldn't even finish. "Shit," I whined, yanking my hand away. "I want to see my boyfriend," I groaned, grabbing my phone. 'You have no idea how much I miss you, dude. I want to suck your cock so badly. The very second I get ungrounded, I'm. . “Contact! Mult ... oh my god!”Aaron’s head whipped around to the display, and he watched in shocked disbelief as more than a dozen icons bloomed to malevolent life on the tactical display. His cup dropped to the deck as he threw himself into his chair and reached for his helmet. They were translating simultaneously! All of them!Two of their cruisers had emerged too close together, and the trailing ship plowed into its consort’s flaring engine nozzles. The trailing ship’s crew section glowed.