Fat Indian Boss Fucking His Young Secretary mov

In the corner of my private space is a fat small shower area. I’m high enough rank to have en-suite, and not need to rely on the communal washing areas. Stepping indian around the busy cleaner, I cross towards my shower, ready to warm the spray. First I intend to get clean, and then I’ll sit and consider whether should give up the last of my self-respect and go out looking for a screw. I never reach the taps. There is the smallest pain, just above my right hip. A pinprick hardly there, but enough to make me pause. No worse than a mosquito insect bite. I’m trying to continue towards the shower, but for some reason I can’t move. Fucking It’s like my body no longer belongs to me. Time slows to a crawl. The muscles in my body spontaneously relax, except for my heart which is suddenly racing. My knees bend, involuntarily, and I start to collapse towards the hard cabin floor. I’d strike my head if it wasn’t for the Boss hands steering me. The woman’s hands. She pushes me forward so I tumble into the laundry basket, which as it zooms towards me I see has already been lined with soft sheets. After this soft landing my feet and knees are tucked limply in after me. My inert body offers no resistance. I’m on my side. I try to speak, but my mouth doesn’t move. “Too easy,” I hear the cleaning girl’s voice say, and the sheet from my bed is thrown over me, so I see nothing but white. 3- Ja-alixxe I have been kept restrained since my capture, my wrists shackled above my head, padlocked so I dangle from a fixture in the ceiling high above. I am utterly helpless. Ja-alixxe (I have learnt that is her name) is an experienced bounty hunter and clearly has no intention of allowing such a valuable prize as Melena de Santo to harm herself before Ja-alixxe claims the bounty. She is wise. Knowing the never-ending series of humiliations that await me young once I’m handed to the Slavers, I will indeed take my life if I have the chance. Kidnapping me was just as she said, too easy. It took less than five minutes from the moment when Ja-alixxe injected me with a temporary paralytic drug to the moment when she wheeled the laundry basket to her ship, docked in the middle of the other supply vessels. She was so confident she even took half a minute to flirt with the guards at the docking ring. Idiots - as soon as a beautiful woman bats her lashes at them, they’re too distracted to remember they’re supposed to check what she’s carrying. With full permission of the fleet vessel, Ja-alixxe undocked, talking lazily to the command deck on her communications panel. All the while I lay helplessly in the basket next to her, hearing the voices of the fleet that should have been my salvation. “It'll be fine,” Murph said, handing her the glass. Both girls were dirty, Sonja as happy as could be and Momo still grumpy. She thanked me indian for the drink and took a big slurp of it. “You made such a big deal about how ‘virginity is Boss just a social construct’.” I was so fair, as white as you could come. It was then that I remembered my dick was still hanging out. "What hon!" Sally was able to escape Harold’s cabin after he fell asleep. “It’s a pity so much of fat beauty is being wasted. I saw his cock out of the corner of my eye. They’ll give it up easily for someone like you!” And she came Fucking at me in flurry of blade and cloak, too much motion for my eyes to capture. Once again, young they are working hard. Because I am.”