Our tech far surpasses theirs, a single one of our ships can decimate hundreds of Voidships, but all ships eventually need to resupply. On the ground ...the Voidlings are unstoppable, living tides of claws, chitin, and teeth. They cut our supply lines, stripping worlds of the resources we desperately need in surprise attacks that punch deep into our territory. It’s the perfect Catch 22. Do we spread our fleets thin to protect our supplies, but at the cost of the worlds we are sworn to protect, or. "If anyone tries to stick their dick in me, I'll bite it off" Kristin thought, as she felt herself getting picked up once more. She felt herself get thrown onto some sort of padded floor and heard a metal door slam shut. As she squirmed in her bondage, she started to cry as she realised this could be the end of her life as she knew it. Eventually she fell asleep, having tired herself out fighting the latex. A harsh slap to the face greeted it her as she woke up, and as she struggled against her. We don’t have anything to lose other than the bruises on our butts and my wings.”“That’s the spirit, my girl,” Gazza said as he got up. He gathered her into his arms and laid several very sloppy kisses on her mouth and face. He then nibbled on her ear and rubbed her sore butt, just because he knew she liked him doing both of those things to her.Bette shivered and then pushed him away. “Go and see if you can make the seats a bit more comfortable, while I do my spells,” she told him.“Yes, my. "Paul smiled, as the waiter pulled a linen napkin off the table to showwhere Paul was to sit, opposite Victor, not beside him. After theprevious long night of unrestrained fucking and sucking, in the libraryand Victor's bed, not to mention all their fondling, their frottage,their kissing, and their mutual masturbation, Paul found himself evenmore excited by this formality. It was if his seduction by this deeplydesirable man was going to happen all over again.So Paul, seated on the velvet.