.When I awoke I was in another hospital bed dreaming about committing murder against the inventor of the beeping machine - again. There was no pain, h...wever. I liked waking up in a hospital without serious pain. It was novel.As was my custom, I took inventory. Arms, legs, hands, feet, head, eyes, ears ... All present and accounted for. There were three IV poles, a computer monitor keeping track of everything from my breathing, to my blood pressure, and a monitor on my right index finger, to. OooZack was upset and frightened by everything that had occurred so far.He had lived through the most humiliating and disgusting day of his lifebut apparently that was not going to be enough. Now Daddy wanted more,much more than he was willing to give."OMG! How did I get into this mess? With these damn things on my handsI will never be able to get over that railing now. I can't even stretchout my legs in this bed. With all that padding between my legs, I can'tbring them together. Even if. I shoved her back on the bed and tied her free hand back to the post before I told her she failed the test, and now she was going to be punished. She started to scream, so I grabbed her panties which were beside the bed and shoved them into her mouth, then grabbed the duct tape I had on my tool bench and taped over her mouth effectively gagging her. I then picked up a rag and wiped her face off, trying to clean her up a little so I could appreciate all the new tears I was about to create. Going. When she slowed down, he paused a second and then slowed down also. She reached down and expanded his prick. It went to seven inches, really filling her excited vagina and frictioning hotly on her clit. It was perfect."Oh, I want it... want it... can't get enough," she sang happily. What could be better than a machine that served but left no traces. He would not be on the phone tonight, or bothering her when she was trying to work. A-C had a million dollar idea, that was for sure.She leaned.