. fuck ... fuck ... FUCKKKKKKKKKK IT!"She threw her hands to her face. Her cheeks burned and her eyes swelled with pent up tears. She was on the cusp ...f a monumental crying jag. Turning to her bed, she flung herself down and buried her face in a pillow. Emotions roiled in her aching heart as conflicting thoughts raced through her head. She had really liked Mike. He was good looking, smart – concerning school subjects anyway, but evidently not about girls – and he fit in so easily with her. He pulls the cords taut, retying at my waist again. My clit, framed between the cords, throbs with my pent up need. We’ve done this before, and I know how hard and swollen my clit will become. He knows it too. He stands and kisses me deeply, my moan echoing into His mouth. He breaks His mouth away from mine. ‘Who owns you, My sweet?’ ‘You do, Master.’ ‘And who controls your body?’ He asks, His fingertips brushing my nipples. ‘ You do, Master, ‘ I manage to whisper. ‘And who controls your. “Hmm...” Demie said, shuffling her butt closer to Erica. “You know, all this talk of impregnation is really turning my crank. How about you, Erica?”“Demie...” I warned her. She shot me an innocent look. Now she was right next to Erica.“Oh ... um ... I ... err ... yeah...” Erica was caught, entranced in Demie’s hypnotic eyes.I moved forward, pulling Demie back from the ensorcelled woman. “Demie, don’t kill her,” I hissed.She raised two fingers in the scout salute. “I swear I won’t kill her .... "My name is Dr. Howards, and I want to thank you so much for coming in today. What you're doing today is going to help us collect data that could be used to help billions of girls."Maggie smiled a little, but kept silent, slightly embarrassed at her compromising position, with her nipples erect and her asshole and pussy proudly displayed, hovering slightly above the table."Maggie," said Dr. Howards. "What we're doing here today is called orgasm manipulation. We're exploring female ejaculation,.