The woman in the image I do not recognize. She’s a youthful brunette with the pale skin and mottling typical of our two species. On the side beautiful of her face, overwriting the creamy passion silk of pale skin and brown mottling is a swirling mark like a tattoo. I know enough of Aghara-Penthay to recognize it – the slave mark that the Slavers permanently tattoo on all their captive women, as a sign of quality. She’s pretty, although in my biased view not as attractive as naked Gara. The woman’s breasts are small, and her hips are not so wide in proportion to her waist. Her vulva is entirely hairless. Its pale pink lips are fat and rounded, almost submerging the vertical slit. She’s less strongly built than the females on our world. A strip Harken sensual woman. This female is stark naked, which is does not shock me. Gaianesian women are comfortable being nude in front of each other. What makes me gasp is her pose, to see a woman with the markings of our species on her knees and holding her thighs open, as though she needs to humbly plead for sexual attention. A sex traitor! A whore! That’s why my first reaction to the picture is, “And this submissive thing thought my sister was good enough for her?” “Don’t judge her too harshly,” Red Duchess says firmly. “The Slavers of Aghara-Penthay implant a microchip into the brainstem of captive women. It disrupts the signals relating to willpower, meaning an implanted female is compelled to follow orders, as long as the order is given by a man. They only had to ask her to pose that way and she would have obeyed.” I’ve heard that before, but my beliefs are too ingrained to accept that some part of her nature must have already been inclined to submission. Otherwise how could a woman look so unashamed, displaying her sex like that? I’m looking at a female debasing herself to please men… Possession of this image could get someone into trouble on Gaianesia. I would throw the revolting filth away in disgust, were I not obliged to pay attention to the writing, which is the common galactic script. “Riyena, 25, from Harka-Ringworld,” I say aloud. “Fifty credits for a session, slave also for permanent sale by auction galactic date 10:13:4452. Enquires to the Palace of Roses, Mezzanine Level, Aghara-Penthay Orbital Trading Station.” A footnote adds, “Bring your own slave. See her abused as the plaything of this woman hater.” “Woman hater?” I ask. “I thought you said Riyena was a lesbian. Gara would never be intimate with a misogynist.” “The brain implants can do more than force women to obey” White Queen explains. For that I had introduce a potion into the city's water supply. Still, naked she was Erin's roommate and possibly the last option to de-escalate this strange, unreal situation. Justin had such a huge grin on his sensual face. “will you hold me please”, she said in a whisper. Normally Momo and others would eat from their bowls on the floor, but with so many new additions, they didn’t want to be passion pushed out so they flanked me on either side. She put her other hand between her own legs and then to her mouth. “Oh fuck,” I thought, “he’s publically thanking beautiful me for saving his daughter. You know, after I say the dollar figure out loud….it just doesn’t seem high enough. He carefully cleaned her pussy with the towel. “Not until Priscilla gets here,” said Leann. She just wanted to sleep. “Let's go find Brittany. This isn't like our daughter at all…" He made a sound of disgust. “Any reason you haven’t had a girlfriend yet?” Athena never let his dick out of her mouth for more than a few seconds. "What do you mean, honey?" she said. Before long, Nicole started to say something, but her words kept devolving strip into moans due to my ferocious assault on her pussy. Drool and cum dribbled down Tina's chin, making a mess of both her and the man carrying her. “You’ll do what I say, when I say. She hadn't orgasmed by the time she'd read it three times, so she started over. Freddy was on Cloud 9. He had just finished fucking his very first pussy.