Jack. Tell Paul that we need a shit pot full of clothes." He looked back at Sophia. "How many?" Twenty six." We have twenty six women without anything... at all." He handed his shirt to Sophia whom in turn handed it to Tina who put it around her sister. "Tell me about these collars."The minimal amounts of clothing available were handed to the most traumatized of the women while Sophia explained their situation.Harry, in the office, and Paul, at the operation command center, listened as Sophia. I started screwing her and was loving every moment and she in turn was moaning and making small gurgling sounds. I was sitting on her ass and also kneading her cheeks with one of my hands and my cock was screwing her slowly, going in and coming out slick with her pussy juices. I was watching my cock and put one of my fingers inside my mouth to wet it with my saliva and then put it slowly inside her little puckered hole at the back. She moaned and said that it was hurting her a little; I slowed. Her fingers clasped around the fabric, now impossibly dry and clean, and then wiped away the clear snot. The rag seemed to absorb it magically, and Jasmine watched in fascination, distracted from her emotions. Maybe there was some way out. After all, she wasnt exactly bound to the technology of Earth anymore, she had access to much more powerful and unique inventions. She quickly rubbed away the last of her tears and hopped off the large mattress, grabbing hold of the dark silk sheet. With a. The bottle jammed under the seat was sealed and unopened and he would certainly check it for any leaks but there would be none. I had used the needle through the roughening at the bottom and the miniature hole had then been sealed with glue. With the stuff I gave him it should look like he’d got sick from food poisoning or from bad water. Who was I trying to convince here? Most probably nobody would care, since he was known to be an arrogant and self-centered bastard even among his own. But a.