” she ordered me once we arrived. “Lie down on your back, head under the faucet.”I didn’t know what to do, I was dying from hunger, I didn’t...want her to kick me again, and if I just left, she’d tell Mom about this and then I’d be in real shit.“You’ll feed me normally after?” I asked timidly.“Oh, Danny. After this you are going to be so very full!” she giggled.Now what the fuck was the point of this?! Still, nothing changed, I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t stay and not obey. I started crawling into. Disgusted, by how he'd acted. The things the sorority girls had made him do and say. Ashamed of his weakness and the rapidity of his surrender and subjugation. Ashamed of the pleasure and arousal it had brought him -- it brought him still.It occurred to him that he might escape while the house was still asleep, and fear welled within him at the thought. He was viscerally conflicted about what to do now. Confused about what the right thing to do might be. Part of him wanted to resume pleasing. I had swapped weapons so that I had a knife in my right hand and my electric sword in my left hand. My intention was not to mess up the training program by letting the lightning bolts wipe out the satyrs before they had a chance to try their own attack. I had the electric sword ready for use in case it was needed, but I hoped that it wouldn’t be so that all of the men could do their thing.I am pleased to report that the men were quite successful against the satyrs, and I did not need to use my. Now!’ she panted out, on raspy breaths. She spread her legs in an invitation that was for him, and him alone. The sound of her voice, and the simplistic beauty of her words, caused him to become even harder, throbbing to the point that he thought he had never had such exquisite torture. He moved between her legs, and gently guided his member into her waiting body. He was no sooner there, when the instinct to thrust took over, and soon they were lost in the dance that has been known to.