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Chapter 9 by Fencer Fencer

Mercy?

Show mercy

Clavo stood staring down at the two guardswomen: Eighteen, tall, blonde, and leggy, lay face down on top of the petite, crop haired brunette, Twelve. Eighteen's white, skintight uniform clung to her, displaying her body rather than hiding it....if she wore panties beneath the thin fabric, it could only be a thong, and calvo's hands itched to find out just how firm and taut her buttocks were.

Twelve was naked, her impudent little breasts topped by the jut of dainty, dark nipples, and her toned, pale thighs lying slightly apart, exposing the dark V of her pubic mound. Her elfin face, framed by her close cropped, wet black hair, was dominated by a fine, uptilted nose, and full, kissable lips. Calvo immagined his hard, veined cock sliding between those lips, and in to her hot mouth....

He found he could not kill the guardswomen in cold blood. Instead, he bound them, hands tied firmly behind their backs. Since he now had both their painsticks and stunguns, as well as their rations, they would be entirely dependent on him for their lives.

As an afterthought, as he waited for them to recover consciousness, Calvo lay the naked Twelve on top of the blonde Eighteen,face down, her bare pussy against the taller guardswoman's face. He smiled slightly, looking forward to their awakening....

And after that? Well, food was going to be the main problem. The dried rations carried by the two sleeping beauties were not going to last long. The only place Calvo knew there might be more was the prison, or what was left of it. He did not relish a return there.

What next?

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