I can do a couple of things to minimize that possibility," she suggested."Get the odds of a trace to 1% or below and then we will do it," I suggested....While I sat on my combo sofa/bed trying to think who best to share the file with, Eve scanned the local police department's dope files. She was looking for any of the known associates from the Estavante file she had begun to build earlier.The only things of which I was sure, was that I did not want to live in a Narco Terror state, nor did I wan't. The tongue then started fucking Troye’s mouth. He felt the tongue travel down past his stomach, and pop out his anus. It was double penetration, and Troye’s anus stretched obscenely to accommodate the cock AND tongue. A second penis then slipped out from between the robot’s legs and worked its way into Troye’s bum. The pressure was overwhelming – Troye felt like he’d split in half, and more like he and Rambo had merged as one. A third long thin wet penis, as thin as a pencil, slid out from. I’m dead. I know it’s hard to imagine so think of it like this: You’re colonizing a planet. Terra-forming has just begun. It will be twenty years or so until it is habitable. Until then, if you are outside for more than 15 or so minutes at any one time without your space suit you will die. Not might, not maybe, your fellow colonizers will come out in their space suits and get your dead ass and bury it. If it’s over a certain temperature and I’m outside. I’m the dead ass colonizer.See we had. I went back to bed. I woke up several times in agony as I'd got hard in the night and the spikes had drilled into my tender flesh. I got up in the morning feeling like I'd hardly slept.The irony was not lost on me - for years I'd fantasised about being kept locked in chastity, and now it had happened thanks to a few too many beers, and I just wanted out of it. But still I went online to the chat rooms and talked about it, and the guys talked back to me, and that got me horny and in pain.