It did no good. Sleep eluded him as his mind went to work, painting endless images in his head as he tossed and turned. He got up and went downstairs ...o make a drink. This was driving him insane. The pendulum continued to swing between fear and erotic expectation. His cock filled out — again! So soon! He tried to ignore it, but that was hard to do with it sticking out in front of him. A noise upstairs... Panic! Someone was coming downstairs! He had barely had chance to sit down at the table to. My anxiety grew as I could not hear orsee a thing. Deana watched me carefully as she sensed how anxious I wasbecoming. Seeing me so helpless and vulnerable empowered her. Enjoyingmy predicament, she sat comfortably, the implements she intended to useon me all neatly been laid out on a table.When she felt I had waited long enough, Deana rose from the chair andlooked over her collection of implements. With all the anger stillstewing inside, she had no intention of being gentle. The best way. A final flurry of sparkles moved over her chest, leaving behind block letters that spelled out "Cheer". Then the sparkles lowered her to the floor and dissipated.The camera followed her round off back handspring full twist layout up until the point where she vanished. "Now that was worth waiting for, right?" Matt shouted down from Panther's cockpit as it closed. The alien mech walked out of the field hanger, essentially a very large tent employed for housing large vehicles on non-permanent. He then came in my mouth. I held until I was told to swallow. He then put the knife at my throat. The moment he put a light cut across my throat I came again with no touching myself.He said that tonight when you wake up crying remember that you were given a way out. But you couldn't keep from cumming. Even understanding the consequences. You came not once but multiple times. You really are Slut, Ann.He stood up and told me before we leave, I was to clean the toilet bowl with my tongue. I did.