One would head to the barn, while the other would go to the auction square in town. The trainers collected clamp collars and shock spears, and moved t...o the oldest group of slaves. Drake listened as the trainers and Mistress Raell approached. So today was the day. He smiled, praying he was going to the auction house. Maybe he’d be sold to a human master on Earth. He’d escape, and go home, and this whole nightmare would be over. ‘Relax.’ Came the command, and the slaves warily got up, watching. But I had a very strong,gnawing feeling inside that I had no choice in the matter, and that itwasn't my place to question. While I knew that that was wrong, I also knewthat, practically, at this point, I didn't have much of a way of expressingmy protest, and knew that it probably wouldn't get any results anyway. So Ijust let it go, clenching my jaw because of the tension.He took me by the wrist, and put his other hand on my side, and startedsteering me towards the door, having me walk in front. She felt his hips tense and she clamped her mouth down on his shaft and sucked with everything she had while her hand pumped his shaft. A second later she was rewarded with a hoarse yell from him as he stiffened and shot his seed into her waiting mouth. She drank it all and milked his shaft for the last few drops before getting up and moving up to where his head was. His eyes were closed and he was desperately trying to drag air into his lungs, “Celeste…” he gasps.She smiles before saying, “I. Dad inserted his finger in his ass crack and removed some of his juice from his anus hole. I took his finger in my hand and licked it with my swirling tongue.We kept squishing and licking each other until my clit again hardened and I could see dad’s limp cock turning in to a rock hard iron rod. I lay at the bed with my face up and legs wide opened. Dad held his cock in his hand and guided its shining head towards my pussy. Dad’s dick slipped in my wet pussy easily and was soon buried deep down.