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At one point I hear the sound of a vehicle, lower down the slopes of the bowl, but it is travelling parallel to me, not coming in my direction. I’m probably okay but it is cautious women who win the Rape Run, so I hide behind a rock and remain silent for a while, until there is no more noise but the whispering desert wind. Perhaps an hour past noon I grow weak from the baking sun, so I permit myself a rest to hydrate and to take in some japan slave oriental broth. While I’m japanese eating I reflect on my circumstances. Three women are lost – Tasha, Aireela, and Palonae. I have six rivals. It could have been only five, but I chose to save Oorla. Once the Rape Run reaches the stage when the numbers of women drop nearer parity with the numbers of Hunters, the pace of captures tend to increase. They choose a victim each, and concentrate on finding one female. Sure enough, I’ve barely started moving again when there is the terrifying blare asian of noise, and the screen appears in the sky. I’m expecting one of the others – Jasmeena, Elionara, Ja-Alixxe, Cara, or Leesha. So my stomach jumps into my mouth when I see Oorla, Oorla who I only just left. This is not the usual conquest footage. It doesn’t begin with her bound, ready to be raped by a Hunter. She is padding along by the edge of a cliff, one of the rock faces riddled with caves. Oorla passes in front of one of the larger caves, looking ahead at something out of shot. It’s so fast I barely see it. A vast snout, reptilian, erupts from mouth the cave. Fanged jaws are already open, they blowjob close over her, Oorla is jerked from her feet and she’s gone. She doesn’t even have time to cry out but I do, my hand covering my mouth to stifle the scream. The image of the cave remains for a moment, and then there is the voice of Wagner. “There you have it, cunts!” he crows, victorious. “Proof that you really are better off being a slave. My, that’s gotta smart. Not even a session in the healing tank will fix that one up. What a waste of a fine pair of tits, eh?” There is one of his pauses. Something is being narrated to the audience that I can’t see, something that they don’t want us to know here in The Zone. Then he’s back. “If any of you Runners would prefer the safety of a Hunter’s bed, you know what to do, cunts!” Wagner mocks. “Just shout ‘flare!’” The screen vanishes, leaving the sound of Wagner’s voice echoing back off the rock faces. I’m not sure what comes over me in the next moment. I think I must lose my mind for a moment, because next time I come to my senses I’m on my knees, gasping loudly, and my cheeks are wet with tears. A string of saliva runs down from my mouth, connecting me with the stony ground. Oorla. Oorla is gone. No really… WHAT! She was giggling at asian me being off in the distance while she pilfered my japan popcorn. Alistair looked at Laura suspiciously. Page 40 Spooning from behind soft, slow and gentle while reaching around and playing with her nips? Things are changing fast in this town.” Then asked if he wanted to fool around. Both Tina and Dakota were smiling their mischievous blowjob smile. “What has gotten into you lately?” # Pussy puking: Try No 2: "What about your brother?" asked Mike. Soft, gentle, and as Victorian as my parents I suppose. So at odds with everything that I was. “I am so sorry, we didn’t bring anything.” Sarah said. Alexis nodded and went on her way to Alan's suite. Blonde oriental and petite, her breasts small like my sister, Sam. I went back to my room but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Hank held me up and japanese dove deeper between my legs.