Even so, a lack of survival experience might let them down unless they learn quickly. So that’s six we privately think are unlikely to win. Leesha, Aireela, Oorla, Carla, Tasha and Palonae. It takes luck to be the winner in the Rape Run, but survivors usually come from the women with combinations of stamina, physical fitness, survival ass skills and intelligence. So I think this year the winner will most likely be either Ja-Alixxe, Elionara – who came from a near anarchy world before rising to fame and can probably tits take care of herself, and who am I missing? I look around the cell. Jasmeena! babe Keeping to herself as always. She was one of the first to endure processing. We always forget quietly confident Jasmeena, but coming from a desert world she’s a contender, and she will know how to survive in the environment of The Zone unless she’s been sequestered away all her life. My eyes drift back to poor Leesha, already written-off as a loser. She had sat in the quietest corner of the cell for all her first day shuddering uncontrollably, joining us in the unbearable drag of waiting. I feel sorry for her. I am half awake, half asleep when the blast door slides up and two guards enter the cell, blasters at the ready. I see another two are outside, in case we try to rush the door. As if there’s anywhere to go. “Colonel De Santo,” the guard calls my pompous title in jolly malice, and I feel faint with fear as I know my time is up. The other women know what this means and look at me, sympathetic. It is pointless to resist. I rise to my feet and I pad docilely towards him, and then out into the corridor on my bare feet. The door slams downwards with a whoosh. I am beyond the confinement of the slave pen for the first time in many bigtits hours, but I wish I wasn’t.A guard holds up a pair of binders, and I turn my back to them and hold my wrists close together behind me, pornstar hands resting against my buttocks through the thin silk wrap, while I’m locked into the restraints. Again, I offer no resistance. The guards must be lacking entertainment today, for despite it being entirely unnecessary they choose an additional method of subduing me. They have with them a steel pole, six feet in length. From one end of it hands a loop of leather which reminds me of a noose. Gripping the far end of the pole firmly in his muscular hands, the guard drops this noose end over my head. When he operates it I discover the pole is hollow and the leather threads adjustably through it, for the band is suddenly pulled tight about my throat, pinning my neck against the end of the metal rod. “Come,” I am ordered. After a quick set down on the toilet to take care of what she had come to the bathrooms for, she bigtits peeked around the corner to watch for a bit. “What’s with the closet? wrapped around her wrist and tugged her arm gently behind her. I felt my body was ass so tensed, I was asking pornstar him to keep it going till I fully cum, and he sure knew what he was doing, he knew how to make a woman scream so loud, spraying out all of her hot pussy juices. You’ve got quite a nice cock, did you know that? Being SOB!!! Breathe, babe. The organizer was kind of pissed because the woman didn’t accept being filmed with her face showing. It went quiet for a few seconds and then I asked ‘you’re welcome to join us for dinner if you want?’ “Enough room for two?” he asked. "Ok," she said and slowly uncovered her perky breasts and smooth pussy. Returning a sarcastic grin, my blue-balls was leaving me in agony as I tried adjusting myself in my seat to get in a more comfortable position, but it was no help. I could barely keep up as more and more tits cum filled my babe mouth. She was gone when I came out.
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