She knew she shouldn’t be excited by the prospect, but she undeniably was! She had to be ready to be eager to please by obeying her user! Peaches sighed inside and did as she was ordered. He was even getting more like a Slaveworld owner would be, more dominant and less desperate, more teasing and less urgent; more cruel and less rough, she thought. When she felt her user’s fingers straying down the crack of her ass, Peaches held her breath, trying to prepare herself for disappointment. Colonel Ewing hadn’t changed it, a simple matter on Slaveworld, so she still sounded the way His Highness had chosen for her. It was amazing, she thought, how people could just take things as they found them. Wesley left the room, Jem crossed the floor to Peaches and touched her head, stroking her hair and feeling her shiver as he ran his fingers through the soft blonde locks. Wesley left the room, Jem crossed the floor to Peaches and touched her head, stroking her hair and feeling her shiver as
