If not for the neural fluids our master coated our brains and head with, I may have felt sympathy. Or perhaps even guilt as he defiled Lucinda. Instead, I merely helped, happy to finally have the opportunity to feel her naked body in my hands. To taste her skin, such her nipples, lick her tightly stretched pussy as he fucked her. Through the dull haze of my mind, I thought I’d never been happier.
Even after watching her body convulse as his tentacles sunk far too deep, just like they had with Samantha before being left near comatose, I had no real urge to intervene. I just ran my hand down her leg, rubbing her exposed clit as I felt the rush of hot seed through my masters veiny shaft. There was some envy in me as I cupped their interlocked bodies, jealousy at her being filled with his perfect seed while I had to wait for another dose. I knew he’d fill me again soon enough, but with more women on their way to join his noble cause, I wanted it now!