Thare Plantation Trouble (open for everyone!)
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"So yeah... Just wait. I'll be out soon. And hey. You know how long lifespans are these days. Like, 100 something years, and we'd still look young. So cheer up." He says with a chuckle.
"Great. Just fucking great." Savannah leaned up against the bars and buried her face in her hands. "I don't wanna wait for ten years. I want you now. Kane hates me."
"I snapped after Able disrespected me. I tore his wings off. Damn near gouged his eyes out. I have no one but you and my brother now." Savannah begins crying softly.
"Hey, hey. Maybe he doesn't hate you. He's probably just pissed off. Nothing can't be solved with an apology here and there, right?" He says, patting her cheeks.
"I'm scared, Remi. I mutilated my own brother-in-law. The tribe will be out for my blood. They won't care if I'm pregnant. Not anymore."
"Then... Maybe it would be best to stay away from them... Really, Sav. You shouldn't have lost your temper like that." He murmurs.
"I have a plantation to manage. You already know where the zil live. They would only tear the plantation down when I'm in it." Savannah crossed her arms, looking upset.
He sighs and shakes his head. "As much as it pains me to say it, I guess you'll have to stay with your brother for now..." He mutters.
"At least your baby brothers and sisters will have a good home!" Savannah pats her belly, pretending to be happy.
"Whaaaa? Did your brother get you pregnant!? That's... Gross..." He mutters, raising a rather skeptical eyebrow.
[Gonna sleep. Tired.]
[Gonna sleep. Tired.]
"No, baby. Shep Darnock and I had sex, and I got pregnant. He's dead now." Savannah moved her hands down to her pants and rubbing her chitin plates, the scent of pheromones filling the air.
"Lazarus, my brother. Fried him like a fishie. A not so tasty yet sexy fishie..." Savannah's cock begins getting hard as she strips her clothes off.
The warden coughs loudly from a few feet away, raising an eyebrow at her as she tries to take her clothes off. "I'll overlook trying to set your partner free with the nail clippers since he stopped you, but... Really. I am here. Or did you forget?"
"I fucked my adoptive father in front of a whole tribe of zil. I've certainly done worse." Savannah's tiny perky breasts pop out of her shirt as she takes it off, her nipples already erect and dripping milk.
"Despite that, we do have rules here. And I expect them to be followed." He says, giving her a stern look.
Savannah sighed and slid her hand into her pants, fingering herself. "Oh Lah, I wanna get you outta there and inside me..." Moaned Savannah.
She sees his cock start to harden through the orange jumpsuit he was wearing. "I... Haven't had a woman... For a long time..." He whispers huskily.
Savannah looks at the warden and pouts, squeezing her tiny breasts together. "Can you be so kind as to let this poor puppy outta his cell? Or perhaps let me in with him? We'll let you watch."
"There are rules, miss." He says sternly, frowning. "If you insist on disobeying them, I will have to escort you from the premises immediately." He says.
"Damn it. What if I suck your cock? Or finger myself for you?" Savannah began unzipping her leather jacket, her mesh shirt revealing a tattoo above her crotch plates that reads: Property of S.D. .
"Alright, then. If that's how you want to play it." He says, rolling his eyes and pulling out a pair of handcuffs. "Put these on, and then you can go in and... Service him. Mind you, I will be watching every move you make." He warns.
"Thank you, sir." Savannah takes her clothes off and lets him put the hand cuffs on her. Savannah enters the cell and bounces up and down a little bit, jiggling her breasts. "Like what you see, Remi?"
He grins and crawls between her legs, before lapping at her pussy, as his hands grip her hips lustily.