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as their nano training suit—which meant they were fully under the control of the men—and there wasn’t one of them that hadn’t learned that resistance was not only futile, it could be fatal—or very close to fatal, which was almost worse.  Why did they continue the show of force when it was no longer necessary?
    Were they concerned the women might relax and forget they were sex slaves if they got together?  That the women might try to overwhelm them?
    As ludicrous as that sounded, Tilly, for one, wasn’t completely resigned to being a slave and it wasn’t beyond the realms of possibility that they might rebel in her book, however useless resistance was.  She suspected she wasn’t the only one that felt that way.
    In point of fact, she’d begun to get the sense that there were some trying to convince her to lead a rebellion.
    She felt for their plight, but she wasn’t about to lead an attempt that would only result in more of them getting jettisoned into space.  They couldn’t win.  There might be four times as many women as there were men, but the men weren’t just hulking huge.  They were very strong.
    There was absolutely zero possibility of overwhelming them physically.
    There was also absolutely zero possibility of overwhelming them technologically because of the suits alone.
    And beyond that, there was the useless factor, because if they did manage to overwhelm the men and take control of the ship they still couldn’t fly it or navigate it back to Earth—which made even attempting to win their freedom an exercise in useless stupidity.
    The only chance they had, and that was a very big maybe, was to escape after they were sold, but even then they had nowhere to run to—not home, anyway.  Not to people and places they knew, which meant they could be escaping to a worse fate than the one they left.
    As depressing as it was—as much as it went against the grain to give up her freedom without a fight—Tilly was beginning to accept that it wasn’t likely she could escape, could ever go home again—or achieve the one thing that had gotten her into the mess to begin with.  She wasn’t going to find Emily and get her home.  She couldn’t even get herself home.
    The commander surveyed the harem and made the choice—Marcia—the bitch that was constantly making snide comments to her.
    A suspicious lump rose in Tilly’s throat.  She swallowed against it with an effort and looked away from the commander quickly, hoping no one had read her feelings in her expression.
    His second strode across the room, signaled for her to follow and led her to the closest mound of pillows.
    As he had done with her, he commanded the suit to arrange her and settled, giving her oral sex with a vigor and enthusiasm that couldn’t be faked.
    Tilly didn’t want to look, but she couldn’t seem to tear her gaze from the live porno being played out in front of her. 
    She’d never believed men actually enjoyed doing that—getting it, absolutely, but not giving.  When they did it at all it seemed to her that most of their enthusiasm was in getting through with it.
    Except second seemed to really enjoy it—to the tune of he didn’t care if the woman was enjoying it or not.
    The forlorn cries Marcia was making made it clear that she wasn’t allowed to come—only to feel the escalating sensations until she thought she would go up in flames or lose her mind.
    Tilly tried to ignore the heat rising in her own belly as she recalled how it had felt when he’d done that to her, but with indifferent success.
    He sucked and licked and bit at her fragile flesh until Tilly thought she was going to lose her mind.  Finally, panting for breath and showing every evidence that he was about to come himself, he withdrew and stepped back.
    Tilly had expected that the woman would be removed to another place while the others took their turn at her.
    She discovered she was wrong and that discovery was crushing—taking her to the final