You remember discussing World 794 in planning, Peaches?’
Peaches nodded. He ran his eye over her appraisingly, taking in her blonde hair, the wide, bright blue eyes, and her full lips stretched wide around the big, mouth-filling red ball strapped firmly behind her perfect teeth. XXX ‘What’s that?’ Asked Colonel Ewing, in his calm, professional voice. Teasing him! She wore Slaveworld running slippers, small, soft and neat, and a collar; Jem held her lead and her wrists were cuffed behind her, but otherwise she was interchangeable with millions of girls her age on his home world, he assured her. Teasing him! And she loved it! ‘What’s that?’ Asked Colonel Ewing, in his calm, professional voice. In the time since, though, Jem had divided his time between the mission he was supposed to have, teaching Peaches her ‘kid slang’ and practicing it with her, and, of course, putting her to every sexual use he could imagine.
