." Molly stopped talking as Ken walked through the door."Mister President. What are you doing here?" Jimmy blurted out."Why wouldn't I be here? I have... come to take my loved one home to be buried," Ken said as he walked to the table and looked down on his beautiful wife."Ken, she's not dead. We need to get her to the ship and I mean yesterday. Where is your fucking security?" Molly asked as she contained to work."Back on the ship..."Molly looked at Ken in horror and snapped, "DAMN IT, KEN!. Only, when a slave proves to be dangerous to the public (as with killing or injuring a free human), they will be put down for good.However, most slaves aren’t humans. Instead, the scientists of this country have used advanced genetics to create a multitude of humanoid species, commonly referred to as demi-humans or just demis. Examples of demi species include cat-girls, dog-girls, or even fennec-girls. They all share some physical traits with their animal namesakes, such as fluffy ears and. My hands were shaking so badly, I could hardly hold her wrist so I put a couple of fingers against the side of her neck. Just then her eyes started to flutter and then open. She was dazed for a second and the pulled me down into a kiss. First her tongue went down my throat but soon retreated. When mine followed into her mouth, she damn near sucked it off.After about ten more minutes of tonsil hockey, she pulled back, smiled and said, “WOW!”I pulled back off the bed and gave her hip a gentle. I rushed upstairs to where I had told my darling to wait for me. So muchto do and so little time!She was lying on the bed stark naked, breast-forms still in place andface and wig intact, earrings dangling. God, she looked gorgeous. I tookher hands and pulled her up."Now I'm going to get real kinky." I couldn't help giggling, as I wentto my drawers.I pulled out a black maximiser bra, a black suspender belt, and a pairof sheer black stockings and told her to put them on. While she did thatI.