The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 18, Section 7, Beka & Elle: Flash & Observe Ginny Corvette, (Day 11), Beka & Elle: Overhear Ginny Throated & Fucked Beka and Elle hear voices enter the Front Door, footsteps out through the Living Room and into the Parlor, but they keep their eyes on the naked Baseboard Strippers before them. They hear what appears to be unmistakable sounds of Ginny, O-ring gagged and spread in the Cravat, being sexually used, although the two Cosmos cannot be sure what is happening. Beka projects that someone abusively fucks Ginny in her mouth and deep throats her; Elle does not imagine that the ring gag could accommodate cock and so envisions Ginny pitched back and fucked vaginally, with the moaning noises coming through the ring gag. But neither dare take their eyes off the baseboard sphincters presented for their intimate inspection. And then Ginny’s quiet again, and when Janet reappears she clues them in. “Don’t worry about Ginny; she’ll keep taking on fresh spunk. She’s a Whore-for-Life.” Janet fingers her jewels. “Let’s worry about you. So has BB taught you how to beg to Strip next Term?” Babs has, and Beka and Elle chant together, “Please let me Pledge naked and become a Stripper next Term.” The Chant trips Beka, and she squeezes her boneroo in synchronization with reciting the Chant; booty high, bonnie smooth lips arching upward and parting as if inviting a doggy style fuck. Beka starts pumping brodeas in rhythm with the words. Elle doesn’t look, but she can smell Beka’s gush. {It will start to hang down soon. I know. There is no way Beka can stop Beka gush.} Ell hears other footsteps enter the room, see another bare foot and then a knee on the floor, and she knows hands release a Cam nearby. But she keeps her eyes glued on the two spread pussies and assholes in the Pictures before her. Currently Nugget Strippers Penny and Coco, last Term Cosmos Pledge. Elle quiets her shaking and listens to the hovering eyeball dart about, audio-locates it as it sweep near the floor, senses it look into her tight spaces and purview her from untypical angles. {Once again I have just been cammed down my halter. I might as well be topless.} Patience, please. Beka feels a toe encourage her croptop to fall forward and down toward her armpits and neck, and as her shirt forwards both boobs come into full view. No looking in through the armholes; full view and any angle the Cam collects. It is all Beka can do to not look back under her body and confirm what she can feel, which is that her conical berries have become excited and bumpy, with the tips indenting back into her beige areolas. Now that they are more fully exposed, Gamers can see a darker band of pigment around both circumferences. Beka’s nipples have always elicited positive feedback. Beka’s nipple indentions into this most sensitive part of her body produce arousal, although Beka remains largely unaware of this vehicle of her self-stimulation. Or that this is but one component among many. Beka hears the two pairs of footsteps move around behind her raised buttocks and consider her exposed breech and borehole. The breech is totally smooth, with dark brown lips trying to hide an emergent clitorisBeka’s bolus, her bingo-bango-bongo button. Darker skin also surrounds Beka’s borehole. Beka’s miniskirt has risen high enough up so that even the narrow landing strip of hair forward of her breech has been brought into easy view. “Beka Broda,” Janet advises her. “That’s your new name.” Beka doesn’t know what Janet is talking about, but Elle does. {Broda is Italian slang, short for brodeas, the vaginal secretions produced during arousal: valiva. Men lube; females cream. Brodeas before blast-off.} “Ah,” Janet exclaims, “not only is your horny box transuding brodeas, but your brownie wants penetrated too! No secrets for you!” Beka’s face flushes. Her vulva flushes its shaven finest. Raised flesh around her brownie radiates infrared. No secrets indeed. No secrets except for the secrets Beka and Elle don’t know, such as who the camer’s feet belong to. Janet knows; it’s Darleen, her sidekick and Roommate. Beka feels a long, thick, heavy probe penetrate into her vertically-held borehole. Beka squeezes herself tight, but the slippery stainless steel rod quickly accommodates itself and slides into her. Gamers watching via the Cam understand that hands implant Beka with a thermoprobe, a thermometer with advanced sensing and transmission capabilities. Janet and the camer walk away, but as the day progresses, every time Beka relaxes gravity slowly pulls the thermoprobe deeper and deeper into her back bore. Beka hazards a glance along the floor underneath her body; boobies almost touching the floor, boneroo lifted up, and a streamer of broda hanging all the way down to the floor. Elle, sometimes drawn into competition with a Roommate sometimes overly horny, now im