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It has a bird -like head like a vulture, because it is hairless or. feathered. It is more reminiscent of a skull of a dead bird, because the skin tensions over the bones like thin parchment and has an unhealthy gray color. This skull sits on a dür-Ren bony neck that disappears in a robe that is reminiscent of a poncho.
From the sleeves reaching up to the middle of the forearms, thin arms look that run out in long crawls -shaped four -fingered hands. The essence of cords, the wooden soles hold under their feet. All in all, the being looks like it has emerged from a nightmare. It waves and indicates to the two to approach each other.
The pilot, who suddenly becomes embarrassing her nudity again, crouches down behind Mike into the deep grass and looks at the being. Mike carefully goes to the creature. When he is only a step away from the being, it lifts his hands and holds it towards him, the palms upwards. Mike does it after him.
Then Mike’s nature takes hands and suddenly Mike stumbled. He pulls his hands back and looks at the being horrified. With his reaction he seems to have disturbed the being that gives way back to a step back. Then it raises your hands again.
Mike takes a deep breath, then he also lifts his hands and takes that of the WE-SEN. After a few seconds the being lowers the arms and pulls Mike with himself. The pilot watched all of this and was worried. It rises and follows the two who disappear behind a boulder.
When she circles the boulder, she sees a small camp that, protected from wind and weather, has been built up in front of a small cave.
A car like from the Middle Ages of Earth’s history stands next to it. It is made of an indefinable material, a simple box on wheels that exudes a strange smell. In front of it is a fireplace and next to it is a sleeping area of ceilings and sacks that are probably a kind of mattress. The most surprising, however, is a ring in the rock face on which a chain is attached.
This chain leads to a woman’s neck. A human woman. An almost naked human woman. The pilot doesn’t think you look properly.
There is a half -naked woman on the bare floor. On closer inspection, however, the pilot notices that the woman’s skin has a light green tone and while the hair plays more in a black violet. Slowly she approaches the woman. She wears a kind of tank made of a material that is on leather remind.
Above and below the knee she has leather straps. When she is slowly standing up, the pilot can see that the woman’s breasts are left out of the tank. She has medium -sized breasts that hang limp down. Metallic objects can be seen on the nipples.
Cords are attached to the tank, which lead from the shoulders to the legs through rings. Except for this tank, the woman does not wear anything. The pilot’s view between the Legs the woman.
There she can discover a dense bush hair that must have been black once. Now it is gray-brown from dirt and looks as matted as the long headhair of the woman.
The pilot cannot estimate how old the woman is, the other looks too excavated and sickly.
Mike goes to the woman and kneels next to her. Then he puts a hand on her forehead and looks at her face. “She has a fever and is malnourished.“, He says in the direction of the pilo-. Then he loosens one of the tinker water hoses from the belt and gives the woman something to drink.
She drinks so greedily that she chokes and promptly vomits. Mike always gives her only small socks afterwards. Then he takes an eating and gives it to the woman. This smells of the dry substance and after Mike has forced it, she eats everything.
Finally, Mike gives her a tablet that she had to wash down with water.
The being stood by the silence and watched everything. When it sees that Mike is finished, it comes to him and shakes his hand. Mike grabs her and wanks briefly back and forth, then the being lets him go. Mike turns to the pilot.
“It is strange, but this being communicates with me by means of telepathy. However, they are pictures that I receive and interpret. It is difficult to understand everything.“, He says to her. “What did he tell you as a greeting?”, ask her.
“He asked for help. I didn’t understand everything because I was too surprised, but that was the majority of the message. He thinks I was a kind of farmer or hunter. Anyway, he wants to take me on the car when I help him to shout at the draft animal.“The pilot looks at him questioningly.
“We will help him, maybe we will learn something more about this world. But what about me? Should I run alongside?”” Well, that’s … uh … the problem, pilot.
The draft animal should … uh … you … uh ..!“, He stutters in response.
She gives way back a step and looks at it incredulously. She had to have been wounded.. “What?“Asks her amazed. Mike looks at her and nod.
So she had understood correctly. “Ask him again if you understand that correctly?“, She says. Mike goes back to the being and shakes a hand for him. The being grabs them and both face each other for a while.
The pilot is, forgetting her embarrassing nudity. Mike releases the hand of the being and explains her. “He is breeder of any animal. I think of moths, or something like that.
He was on the way to new Animals to find for his breeding. For that he collects the Egg these animals and stowed them into the car. It is warm but dark there. However, the eggs still need something that I didn’t understand.
If they are warm and dark, they do not die or rot, but they do not develop further, so that he has enough time to get them home.“He pointed to the woman on the ground, who was anxious. “Unfortunately she is ill and became too weak to pull the car. His yield is valuable and the new animals would bring him a lot of money. Since he saw how I took care of his ‘draft animal’, he considers me to be a farmer, shepherd or hunter who wants to go to the market to sell his animal.
He wants to buy it to me!“Mike Grinsen has to do with the last sentence.
The pilot does not feel like grin. She can hardly believe what she hears there. You and the woman are not cattle or horses that you can bind in front of a cart. “Let me talk to him once.
He believes I would be an animal?“Anger comes up to her. “Indeed, he believes that. These beings believe that there are two intelligent types of living beings on this planet. You and men, human, as well as me.“She looked at him puzzled.
Mike continues. “You cannot understand that women and men belong to the same kind. The differences are too big for them. Your own breed does not differ in the sexes so much.
A different social system also seems to be ahead here than on earth. Men live in loose village associations, led by a chief. Women live in fixed villages in the plain and on the lakes in the hind country, if I understand that correctly.”” You want to blame me, or, Mike? You couldn’t have learned that from him, not in the short time.“, She interrupts him. “Yes, please believe me, pilot.
This telepathic communication is incredibly efficient. Uh where I had stopped … oh yes. So, at certain times, men and women meet each other. Now I am dependent on assumptions, because his own pre-position is more than strange.
He did not see this himself, but knows most of it only from travel reports and ‘verbal’ traditions. I think there is a kind of fight.
Not a fatal, but a ritual struggle, so that a strong healthy man catches a strong healthy woman. These then move away for a long time, why don’t the being know. Then separate again.
The women return to the village, some alone, others with small female people. You don’t know what about the men.“The pilot succeeds the being. She cannot say whether the being knows what Mike tells. The rigid gray face with the beak -shaped mouth does not allow any conclusions to be drawn about what the being thinks or what it feels.
“But how do you know that?“, She asks Mike. He turns to the being and touches his hands, then after he has released it, he said: “You have researchers who have observed such rituals. But since the men and women disappear and none of them have managed to continue to pursue them, they no longer know. They know less about the men than about women because men live in more rough areas.
The rest were told by men who sell women. Don’t look so horrified, pilot. It’s a kind of slave trade.
These men have been violated by their groups or tribes and are now trying to survive like this. This increases the impression in the beings that the women are a kind of animal that are hunted from time to time, are used as a farm animal and are then released again.
So the being buy women from men, use them as a user cattle and let them run again after a while. Now he wants to know if I want to sell them. He says he makes me a very good price. He has never seen an animal like her before.
Big and strong and so without hair. He thinks by what he sees in them, they would have an ideal strength from his farm. I can also travel along and if the other woman can recover, I can keep her. He thinks is extremely generous.“To be patterned by the being, she makes pilot relocated.
With her hands she hides her nakedness. She cares about. She doesn’t want to be ‘sold’ and she wants to pull the car even less.
“Mike, what does he do if you don’t sell me?”” He waits another day, then he tenses the woman again and hopes to make it home!“Mike replies with a compassionate look at the woman on the ground. “She wouldn’t make it!”
The pilot thinks feverishly.
She cannot allow the patient to be clamped again. You also need information about the world and the sick woman a little more calm. The solution is actually very simple. She has to pull the car so that Mike can get information and look after the woman.
But some question is still gnawing in her. “Mike, why did they not discover that women are also humans. You just should have asked!“Mike looks at her and grins. “Women cannot understand the beings.
You can’t read your thoughts. Because of this lack of language ability, you can also see yourself confirmed in your opinion.“The pilot only has the opportunity to be clamped if she does not want to feel responsible for the death of the woman. “Mike, tell him that you give me but don’t sell. Keep up something you explain to him, but I don’t want to live as a horse indefinitely! And I only do this to help her.“She said and points to the woman still lying on the ground.
Mike takes the hands of the nature and it takes a long time to let go of it again. Then he nods to her. The pilot is not at all well. What did she get involved with.
She doesn’t know where the being lives, how far the way is there and whether she can pull the car at all. Now it’s too late to take a backlog. The being begins to take the woman’s tank.
It loosens the ligaments and thin ropes, then it comes to the pilot. Slowly and calm.
It quickly steps behind them, and with surprisingly amount of strength the being forces the pilot to put on the tank. Mike has the woman’s leg straps in her hand and begins to put on the pilot, one to the upper and one on the lower legs. Then the being leads the ropes through different eyelets in the shoulder area, past their breasts, threads the rope through a ring in the thigh band down to the legs on the ankles and hooks it. The hooks are screwed so that it is not possible to open it easily.
Your hands are attached with clamps on the side of the tank. There are two eyelets on the back, on which the drawbar is solidified with the help of a bolt when the being conducts them in front of the car. The drawbar can be reduced somewhat via a crank mechanism. The being climbs onto the carriage and begins to crank.
The drawbar forced the pilot into her knee when the entire weight of the car pressed onto the tank. The tank is warm and welding moisture from the other woman and also too narrow. The other woman is smaller, less muscular than the pilot. The pilot’s big breasts hardly fit through the jump in the front part of the tank, which surrounds her like a corset.
Then the being pulls on the ropes and now it begins to understand the rope system. Her legs are pulled to the shoulders and she has to crouch.
She cannot defend herself against the train. Your legs are pulled on to the body. So that she can give in to the train at all, she has to spread her legs and put her knees past her breasts on the side.
Now she sits very small in front of the drawbar. The tight pull corset hardly leaves her the opportunity to breathe. It pinches in a wide variety of places. She looks at Mike, who looked at the whole thing with horror and curiosity.
Now that seems too far to him, even though he is piloting the pilot with undisguised curiosity, who crouches so openly and defenselessly in front of him. He tears away from the sight and goes to the being. He hands his hands and makes a very determined face. After a short time he screams and falls together.
“Mike!“, The pilot screams up.
She tries to jump to Mike. Her breasts bounce painfully and the corset cuts into the skin, but that doesn’t matter to her. She just wants to know how Mike is doing and what happened. As she jumps, the car begins to look so that the being almost fell off the goat.
Ferred, the being turns on the crank.
Slowly the drawbar loses and the pilot loses the floor under her feet. When she hangs in the air, she folds her back up to the drawbar. Now she can only see the floor under her and something to get to the side when she turns her head. The being goes to the woman lying on the ground and removes something from her breasts.
Then it comes to the pilot. It crouches next to her, opens a small box and takes a phiole and a cloth. It cleans three metal parts, then carefully put them back into the cloth. Then it takes one of the swinging and hanging breasts of the pilot on the nipple.
Slowly it pulls the nipple down. The pilot runs through pain and she screams. But the being did not stop. “Do you want to tear my nipple off?“, She screams the being.
The pain is getting bigger and bigger. But the being cannot be stopped from it. Then it takes one of the metallic objects. Through tears in the eyes, the pilot can see that it is a kind of bracket.
With experienced movements, the being succeeds the bracket on its nipple. It recognizes with horror that the bracket is a kind of punch. “No no! Not! Disappear with it, let me down from this thing. Mike! Mike!!! Mike!!!“She roars with panic.
She shakes herself as well, but the being continues her nipple, even pulls it a little, so that she can no longer stir, she does not want to hurt herself.
The being puts on the bracket again, then it presses the bracket briefly and powerfully together. The pain that she flooded is unbearable. Tears shoot her eyes and roars on. She has prepared nothing for such pain.
She screams and screams, hardly gets any air, then she falls into a gracious fainting. When she wakes up again, she perceives through a veil how the being is caring for the other woman. She looks at her breasts and sees that rings had been pulled through her nipple. She no longer feels pain, just the still cold metal that was pushed through her meat.
The being must have treated them somehow, because she is not to be blood and the pain is also on. The being comes back into her field of vision. It holds a construction in the hands, the meaning of which she cannot understand. The being grabs one of the rings and hooks it into the device.
The device is designed so that your nipple is stretched forward and attached to the tank with a simple thread. The constructi-on reminded her of the wire bracket around the cork of a champagne bottle from the earth. The same device is also attached to your other nipple. Then the being pulls a ribbon through a ring at the end of the hook that holds its nipple ring.
The tape leads it to the goat.
Your nipple pain again. The whole weight of their big breasts now hangs on their nipples. She has the feeling that they will tear off when she moves. With every movement of the chest or every small train on the band, she feels a strong pulling.
The being comes back. She cannot see what it is holding in the hand because she looks down. The being steps behind them. Then she suddenly feels how the being grabs her between her legs.
The hard claws reach into their vagina, scratch their inside and knead feasts into their pleasure button. Tefired by the pain, she throws her head up and screams. But the being is unimpressed. It continues.
With both hands it takes the labia, pulls them apart with the pointed claws. The pilot has the feeling that the being would tear her holes in her labia. While it holds the pink lips aside, a claw is repeatedly scratching its sensitive clit. The pain is unan-capable, but somehow intoxicating.
She can feel how she becomes wet. Then the being takes an object out of the robe and presses it against her labia. Moist how your vagina is now despite the rough treatment, the object glides into it. A small intention of the device is placed on your clit.
With two ligaments that are knotted on the corset, the being fixes the object in it.
A thread or the like is led to the go through your PoSpalte over your back to the back.
The being picks up a water bag from Mike and also some of the eating rations. Then it jumps onto the goat. When the crank turns, the pilot is lowered to the floor. Then the voltage on the ropes wanes and it can stretch your legs and touch the floor with your feet.
Now it is easier for her to breathe again. The rings on the nipples no longer pain as much as before, even if it is still very uncomfortable. The being solves a lock and it feels the weight of the drawbar in the back. She leans forward and begins to pull.
Then she drives through a hot pain deep out of her vagina. About the device in her, the being gave her a kind of electric shock. She almost collapsed with fright and pain. She stops and breathe through calmly.
The pain wave denies and she feels how her cramped vaginal muscle relaxes. Just when she is considering how she should know when the being wants to continue driving, pull through two short struts.
She does not know what is now desired because Mike and the other woman are still on the ground and she thinks the being would take her with them, but there are two electric shocks again, this time longer and stronger. She doesn’t want to go and says that to the being, shakes her head. Again the blows pull through their vagina.
Long and long. Even her clit tingle off the electricity. Tefired it makes one step forward and the car sets out very easily and forces her another step. She doesn’t want to leave Mike behind and tries to stop the car again.
Since they drive through two electric shocks so strongly and long that it would be rapid and almost jumped. She cramps her vagina around the object in her, tries to push him out, but it doesn’t work. The electric shocks end. Your vagina tingles and this feeling continues to her butt and her clit and beyond.
For fear of another electric shock, she begins with tears in her eyes to pull the car.
The being pulls on the right of the ligaments that are attached to their nipples. Pain pulls through her chest. To avoid this, she moves to the right. When they are on the way, several weak current surges come and it starts to pull faster.
The car bumps through the lane, but the being doesn’t seem to be bothered by it. By pulling on the nipples, it is steered around deep holes or curves. The car rolls lightly than its appearance suggests it. The intentions that left the device and presses it onto the clit is always moved back and forth while running.
The feeling is wonderful, so it is almost fun to run and pull the car. The wet of her vagina runs down on her thighs, so excited she becomes the feeling.
The pain on her nip plans when her breasts move bouncing, the pressure of the device in your vagina, which is moving with every movement and the rubbing of your pleasure point she stumbles when the pent-up feelings are discharged explosively. She groans, cheers and almost forgets the being behind her. In a state of constant pain and never ending lust, she pulls the car through the landscape.
She loses every feeling for time and her legs run by itself.
The pilot pulls the car through the level without a break of several kilometers without paying attention to her way or the landscape. The level is reminded by fields with flowering flowers that are high in the man and are reminiscent of earthly dandelion. The path combines with a fortified road, and the being directs the pilot to a village that is visible in some removal. Run through the pilot again short electric shocks that indicated that she was pulling the car faster.
This is better and easier on the street than on the extended field path that you had left. She moves the car into the village, along the village street to the center of the village. There is a fountain that is grossed by a narrow gutter into which water ripples through a small pipe. The being sends a long painful blow into her vagina.
She stops almost immediately.
Then the being lowers the drawbar and pulls a little on the linen so that it sits in a crouched position in front of the channel. The being comes to her and presses her head into the channel. She feels the cold water on the face and starts drinking. Slowly your thoughts become clearer again.
She shakes her head and the being lets her get up again. It goes to the drawbar, a little around and she realizes how she gets some game for her movements. Just enough to lower your head into the gutter or crouch. In the meantime, several other beings have come to the well.
One of the being that has a rather bluish skin color stretches its beak and rubs it on the beak of the nature that the pilot had pulled here. Then take a look. The new being looks at her. Suddenly she becomes very aware of her condition.
She is dirty, her legs scratched and dusty. From her vagina with the pink swollen labia, a damp trickle extends on the inside of her dusty thighs to the knees.
Your face begins to glow red. But the being doesn’t seem to see that. It comes towards her, lifts her head, looks into her eyes, drives her claws over breasts, presses them and lifts them.
Then it drops off their breasts, on which fine red lines form where the being drove along the claws. Then it drives her back down your back down to your butt. She screams as she feels how one of the claws bores into her hole. It hurts, but the being does not seem to notice that.
She cramps her hole together. The strange being looks up, then it takes a second claw and presses it into her hole. The pilot is defenseless, cannot do anything except to snap into air with pain. Her hole is stretched by the being as if it wants to know how far it can be opened before it tears off.
The pain is getting bigger and your tears shoot your eyes. She wants to jump away something, but the being captures her. Then the being rattles with the beak and pulls the claws out of her hole. It looks at the coachman, then it rattles again with the beak.
Then she is left alone because all beings go away. Either follow the two entertaining beings or go their own ways.
A smaller being that is only a third as big as the others had a strange -looking animal on a rope with itself. The animal looks like a six -legged Otter runs on the legs of a Weberknecht. The small being binds the Otterknecht on the fountain, then it fends and sprayed some water onto the pilot.
It turns away and runs bouncing behind the gray and bluish being.
The pilot eyed the strange animal nervous. It first looks after the small being, then it grunts and sniffing the pilot. She doesn’t know what to do. It cannot get out of it.
So she crouches in front of the animal with spread legs. When it is about half a meter away from her, it opened the mouth and unrolled a long moving tongue that is rolled up like a hose. With this it approaches the pilot’s face until it finally touches her. Tasten drives the tongue through her face, leaves a damp track in your dusty view.
It touches her nose and she bites her teeth and lips as the animal searches to get into her mouth with her tongue.
The tongue continues to slide along, her neck and bores under her armpits, even though she presses your arms closely to the body. The pilot can see how a second flattened tongue comes from the tip of this hose tongue lick begins. The animal is pressing its tongue into its armpit and deeper and deeper. She feels how it licks and absorbs sweat.
Then the animal pulls the tongue back and continues to grab her body. It licks along her breasts, puts the tongue between the skin and tank and sucks the sweat there. It rolls into his tongue and gets closer again. Then it unrolls the tongue again and gropes her legs.
It licks the juice that she had flowed out of her vagina and was now dried on her legs. The tongue is moving higher and higher. The pilot wants to soften, but that doesn’t work. Definently she feels how the being with the tongue scan her vagina.
Then it begins to lick her labia. The cleaner it licked it from the outside, the deeper it penetrates into her with its tongue. The animal licks over her clit, irritating your pleasure button. This feeling promptly spreads again in her lap.
It gets warm and moist. The moist it becomes, the more greedy the animal licks. It always tries to penetrate them deeper and again, which he does not succeed, since the device is still in it to produce the power bumps.
Then the animal becomes annoying and she is aware of her surroundings again. It throws herself forward and the Otterknecht gives way backwards.
She reduces her face back into the channel to drink something. It raises her high -heeled buttocks that the animal curiosity, which redesigned his tongue again and tries to penetrate into her hole. In horror, she shouts up and screams the animal, the frightened back soaks back. Then she continues to drink.
After breastfeeding her thirst, she crouches and starts to doze a little. The rays of the sun warm them and exhausted them glides into a twilight between guards and sleeping. She dreams of Mike, of beings that hunt her, dogs and horses. It is unsettled from the twilight when the gray being shakes her on the shoulder.
It makes everything ready for travel again, binds the Otterknecht next to the pilot to the drawbar and puts the smaller bird system next to her on the carriage. Then two strings shoot through her vagina again and the pilot feels the train on her nipples, which shows you to take your direction to you. Obeyers it starts to move. It is steered out of the village, between flowering fields.
It’s a quiet journey on a good street. Almost a relaxation against the route beforehand. The journey does not take long, because the goal of the trip is a kind of Farm yard About 2 kilometers outside the village. When they drive to the farm of the homestead, the pilot sees grid ratings in which naked delicate green -skinned women are.
All wear a leather ring around the neck.
The cages are big enough that the women can walk a little back and forth and straighten themselves. A fall grille is the only access to these cages. The pilot is tensed by the gray being from the dikes after it has fixed her in a crouching position with the help of the rope. The being puts a leather strap around her neck, then a leash is attached to it.
Now she is led into a brightly lit hall by the being, and she has to hop like a rabbit. In the hall there are similar cages as the pilot saw her outside. Only the women are fixed to the grids here. Every woman is fixed on the grille, the arms stretched upwards.
They wear a tank similar to that of the pilot to pull the car. A wide leather belt has been wrapped in the women for the waist, in which rings are incorporated. With these rings and ropes, the women are pulled to the bars with their backs. Every woman, like the pilot, has rings through the nipples.
The women sit in a kind of swing with legs spread wide.
Your thighs ste-corned in metal tubes, which are connected in the middle by a rod with thread. Due to the thread, the legs can be spread further or pulled together. With a rope that is pulled through an eyelet on the rod and is directed over a role to the door of the cage, they are then brought into an almost sitting position, the Feet are fixed on the side lattice walls with leather cuffs. ,That’s terrible!‘, The pilot thinks, ‘this being probably doesn’t want me in such a cage!‘The being plans exactly that, because it led her directly to an empty cage.
When she is guided past the cages, she sees that in some cages there is another being in the cage. But she can’t see very much because she has to follow the pull of the leash on her neck. The being opens a cage, leads it into it, loosens her leg fixation and pulls it up.
Then it begins to loosen your hands from the tank to fasten her immediately to the rear grille. Now the pilot is standing in the cage with arms fixed upwards.
The being takes off her leg straps around her thighs, then it loosens the tank. With a smacking noise, the shock device slips out of its wet vagina. The being solves the sweat -soaked tank from her skin. All things are carelessly thrown in front of the Kä-Fig’s door, then it comes back to her.
From his poncho it draws one of the dried eating rations that Mike has taken and she stuffs her in her mouth. In addition, it carefully slides its claw hands over her skin. It strokes her on the cheek, drives her neck down with the claw tips. With a claw outstretched, it pulls a trail through the welding film on her breastbone between her breasts.
You run a shower over your body. The being notices this and repeats the movements, but this time it does not stop, but strokes her stomach. Then it carefully takes her breasts into the claws and gently press them. The pilot is repelled by the outer of the being, but the gentle touching hunt her cozy shower over her back.
The being pushes her breasts and gently plucks with the beak on the nipples. Then it strokes her stomach again and then leaves the cage. It revolves around again, rattles with the beak, then it goes out of the hall.
The pilot now has time to look around. The hall is brightly lit by many lamps.
It is a warm and moist air in the hall and the sweat on your skin does not dry, on the contrary, it only sweats more. ‘Almost like one of the sweating rooms in pilot training.’, she thinks. At that time she had to do heavy physical work for four days in a similar atmosphere, only to make complicated calculation for navigation after the tapping hours. Now she is connected in a cage and does not know what to expect.
Suddenly she hears a moan from the cage. She looks over and sees a woman in a swing. She hangs in the cage with the legs spread and groans. Again and again she throws her head back.
The pilot cannot recognize the reason for this until she suddenly perceives a movement in the pubic hair of the woman. When the pilot takes a closer look, she realizes that a liquid comes from the vagina of the woman. At first she thinks that the woman would pee, but then she sees how the labia share and something brightly comes out of it. This something falls on the floor in the puddle under the woman.
Then nothing happens anymore. The pilot is now also distracted, because one of these beings now comes along the narrow passage between the cages. It has a bucket and a gripper on a long bar with you. When it sees that something is on the ground with the woman in the cage in the cage compared to the pilot, it rattles with the beak.
Then it gets the bright part out of the cage with the gripper and lets it fall into the bucket.
It turns off the bucket and gripper and looks at the pilot. It looks at them for a long time, then it takes the things from the ground and disappears. When it comes back, it has strange things about it. It comes into the cage, takes its right foot and places it in one of these metal tubes.
The same with the left foot. Then she puts on her tubes like a pair of pants. It presses the tubes apart and screws in the pole. The pilot has to spread her legs far.
Then the being pulls it up with the rope and knot it on the front grille. Now she hangs on her stretched arms in the cage.
The being has preferred her to such an extent that it can now conveniently pick around her and to change her belt. She tries to defend herself, but the being only gross it roughly with his claw hands on the neck and chokes them lightly. Then she stops defending herself.
When the tank and the belt are attached, the being lets the pilot down a little deeper and binds it to the grille.
The being disappears again, only to return with a white ball shortly afterwards. It stands directly between her legs and looks at your vagina. It carefully touches her labia, drives through her furrow with a claw and shares your bare lips. It seems somehow dissatisfied, because the air pulls through the breath open in its beak through the breath.
It puts the ball on the floor, then it takes both hands and puts two claws between her labia. She tries to soften back, but she is so fixated that she has no way to do so. It hurts because it is no longer moist and the being also has very rough and dry skin. She feels how the being shares her labia with his long claws and tries to penetrate them.
The pilot tenss, but the being continues to feel the interior of her vagina. It repels them, but somehow arouses the desire for more in it. She feels how the touches make her wet. When the being notes that, it rattles with the beak.
His movements have now become more intense.
With the finger bone it presses on your pleasure pearl and rubs it. Whether the pilot wants or not, she cannot suppress a groan. When her juices really flow, the being stops. Disappointed it opens her eyes.
Now she sees that the being holds the white ball in its hands. ‘What does it do with it?‘, She wonders. The answer comes promptly. The being sets the approx.
12cm in diameter -measuring ball on your labia and presses something. Then she sees the ball unrolled. The being pulls back a bit until only the claw tips famous their labia. The ball rolls further until the pilot can see that this ball must be a kind of caterpillar.
The being puts a claw deep into her moist vagina and then pulls it out of drip wet again. With its vaginal juice, it draws a line from the head of the caterpillar over the hand plate to its wet labia. The caterpillar begins to crawl along this line. ,What’s that supposed to be?‘, Think the pilot ‘This big thing is probably not supposed to… No!! The bright thing that just … no to the woman … no! I do not want that.
No!‘She wants to defend herself, run away but she is tied up and defenseless. “No! Take the way! Disappear! Help! Help!“She calls tormented by horror. But nobody helps her, and the being does not take away the caterpillar. Completely unimpressed by the fearful screams of the pilot, the caterpillar continues to hold onto her labia.
The thick white animal almost touches her labia.
“Mike! Help! Where are you? Please help me!“, She calls under tears. Then she feels how the caterpillar reaches its labia. She stiffens, cramps her vagina as best she can. She feels the animal’s movement on her damp soft labia.
Sleepingly sobbing she whispers tears: “Mike, where are you? Please help me!“The caterpillar is now directly on its labia. The pilot feels how the biting tools of the animal pinch in her labia. The bird system presses the head of the caterpillar firmly to the damp lip pen of the pilot. To give in to this pressure, the animal pushes into the wet grotto between the labia pen.
The pilot can feel every movement of the animal inside. She feels how the animal pushes deeper into her and deeper. Then she feels great pressure, similar to the big nuclei. The pressure becomes so strong that it has to empty her bubble.
When the yellow beam breaks out between her swollen labia, the bird system grunts and grabs the beam with its claw fingers. Then it puts your finger in the beak. Again it grunts and then claped with the beak. Then the pilot leaves it.
Stranded on a strange planet, alone and separately from the only person who understands her, the pilo-in is tied up in a cage while a caterpillar is located in her vagina.
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