"Well, you mustn't think of us as inhuman brutes" Howard continued, his arms crossed on his chest. "We're trying to help you do something better than forge this useless, destructive life. What are you achieving? Your friend Ms Walker is in the back yard, proving that she's a half-decent little prostitute, and your so-called leader is in cage No.1 waiting to explain herself. Your solitary kind of life just shows a woman gets nowhere without giving her love to a man close to her.
-Or the company of men, if you mind, Major, one of his officers filled in.
_ Ah yes, correct. Our wrens working with the navy will tell you that their love for the whole team encourages them. They're showing what women are made of. But you picked this lonely life, sucking the cuntlips of that Negro fetish over there - he jerked his finger at Sarah. But you'll get a fair chance to get back into the company of the real world, we'll help you, dear. Now answer me, isn't it true that your little cell set up a printing press amd spread these leaflets calling for an insane, lawless rebellion against order to install an order run by the "League of Lesbians" and with an image of the goddess Artemis printed at the low end of the paper.
Howard brought up a four-page leaflet and waved it in front of Hannah's face. She didn't recognize it, but her face, so far, had left Howard clueless..
Minerva's back was stretching and aching as one of the soldiers pushed his cock deep into her mouth and holding a firm hand at the back of her head.. "Nnngh! You're learning something, bitch" he said half to himself, and his member stiffened, hit her palate and sent a wash of his cum down her throat. Minerva wrenched, tugged at her hands and swallowed as the salty taste went up to her nose. The man pulled out, put a ball gag back into her mouth and snapped "Stand UP, whore!"
Minerva peered dimly at him through half-open eyelids, and strained her calves to get herself up into standing.