Smiling up at Dr. Harris, she signaled that she was ready and he helped her over to the exam table once more. Her legs were a bit weak and rubbery and...she felt physically drained from the whole ordeal."You're doing great Samantha. You can rest a bit while I get things ready for the next part of the procedure."Having experience her first enema, not to mention the most incredible orgasmic experience of her entire life, she welcomed the brief rest she would have as she laid back on the exam table. As we drive back I give Ellie a copy of my final major assignment for the psychology course. We were given a choice of subjects and I chose ’The Long Term Effects of Torture and Rape.’ Several times I see Ellie turn around to stare at me, then at my slaves. I had to summarise a lot of stuff as I was only allowed 50,000 words. I got pinged for not giving enough detail in some sections. Still, it rated a high distinction. Ellie is still reading it when we get back to the weekender. I send the. With a bit of kitchen towel so she,d not notice it. I then quietly returned to our bedroom, took off my robe, put on my underpants, climbed under the blankets, switched off the bedside lamp and settled down till Frank left. I knew it wouldn’t,t be long as my shifts finished about 11:40 and usually I got home by midnight when on 4-12 pm shifts. Eventually I heard Frank say Good Night to Sarah, the bathroom light switch on, toilet flushed, then a few minutes later she turned on the overhead light. Her eyes were big and brown and she smelled sweet. When we were ready for bed, I had desperately wanted to ask her to sleep in my bed. Even if nothing happened, I wanted her close to me. But I knew I could never resist her if she did. It wasn't fair to her if I fucked her when she was this stoned and unable to think straight. I gave her a blanket, let her sleep on the couch and went to my room. I almost went out there a few times and fucked the hell out of her. I knew she had sexual addiction,.