One girl used too much pressure when feeling Louise's heart and Louise found it very difficult to breathe. It was soon over and the teacher was...ready to continue. Susan had brought the machine over before inspecting Brian's heart and lungs. Miranda was crying softly, ashamed that she had caused her parents to become nothing more than a biology exhibit. Miss Therriault uncovered the machine revealing a hand grinder. "Okay, Miranda," the teacher said, "bring that bowl with your. What was your name, slave?" he now grinning ear-to-ear. Yeah, I had him, had him good, he'd be a regular from now on."Jenny, Master, just like it says here on my waitress' name tag, Jenny" I pointing to the cheap piece of plastic with the cheaper thin labelmaker'd name stuck to it on the front of my workdress "I'm also the manager here." Good to meet you, Jenny, I'm Marcus, call me Master Marcus, please" he pulling his pants up and redoing his belt before sliding out of the bunk and onto his. She could hear her breathing, hard and ragged and she could feel her head getting lighter and lighter. Still she ran. If you do need to run, you will need to run hard. Head straight west to the gorge and don’t stop. Don’t even look back. Ahead of her, finally, the trees began to thin and she could hear the muted rumble of the river. So close now but behind her the maddened sounds of the chasing pack seemed even closer. She thought that even through her gasping, through the pounding of her heart. ..inside," she whimpered."Funny in a good way good?" I asked."Oh, yes! So good! Nobody but you can...can make me...feel...like this."That was exactly what I'd hoped to hear. I had spent the last six months getting to the point where she was willing to come to me. I'd convinced her that I'd be gentle with her, would make her feel good, and got her to trust that I would never do anything to hurt her.I expanded the scope of my caresses. My fingers went from her neck, to her shoulders, down her.