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Chapter 17 by Abdulalahazred Abdulalahazred

"Oh god master. I'm going to cum... You are going to love this."

Calob nods.

Calob was thrusting into Jaise about to cum. This was his first experience with an Acteonese slavegirl bred to the role. Smaller she was a tight little cunt, her little breasts bouncing as she moaned. What sort of an idiot gets trapped as a submissive sex ****? As Calob grunted and glanced over to Roselle, she frowned and yelled aloud:

"7689 THETA KRYA!"

Everything went white.

...

The world shifted as he felt his mind link reorientated, hormones, **** and foreign nueral patterns being suddenly imposed. The sensation of waking up was familiar, the fuzzy static sound in his ears, the cottony feeling in his mouth..and horrifyingly, the arms held above his head again.

Bundling her into a ball, Roselle lifted Jaise and bundled her out of the door, before stepping forward, hand on Calob's chin. They had swapped bodies again, and now Roselle was the master, and her the ****...

Confidence, cockiness, masculine perspective, a sense of mastery, the Acteon knights cruel self centred ego and superiority were suddenly no longer part of his mental makeup. His cock was gone, replaced by a maddeningly erect little clitorus and a warm tingling deep within. His nipples ached. Bound. At the mercy of Roselle.

"I'm going to enjoy this..then I'm going to take you back to your ship and we can swap back. For now, though..." Roselle began teasing between Calob's legs, making her wet. "I'm going to make you scream, girl."

Calob shook her head in denial as Roselle played between her legs. A whimper of need escaped her lips as she reflexively widened her legs and rocked her hips. "Please don't. I'm a man. This isn't my body... What I want ..." Her body wanted him. She had only just been in that body, thinking how right it was to screw these thralls . Now her role and thoughts were completely reversed. "Roselle, I can cure you of the **** ****. Free you. Give you anything you want. I give you my word." Her voice quavered between lust and sincerity.

Meanwhile Jaise stood at the door in shock. So close. She'd nearly escaped. She saw the link to the ship. She could swap into the former noble woman's body. Then to the ship...

"Your word? The word of a ****?" Roselle mocked, stepping back and flexing his prodigious musculature. Even his shadow loomed large, dwarfing the tiny body Calob. "I think you will find that information more useful to your current body.

"Let me give you my word instead. Lead me to your ship and I promise to free you from your bonds.“

“Do we have a covenant?"

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