"What's wrong?" Mike demanded immediately.Tom glanced at Mike, then at Jerry, then back at Mike. "It's broken," he whispered hoarsely.Mike's paled. ...Broken? Are you sure?"Tom nodded. He led them to the box, and demonstrated by pressing on the pad. Again and again, he touched the control plate. The alien machine, however, made no response. All that appeared on the display were rows and rows of strange alien symbols. Even touching the purple knob did nothing.Mike sank slowly into a chair,. "That's quite all right, Shinji." She extended an arm around hisshoulders and guided him to one of the lab seats. "I'm not asking foryou to have my I.Q., I just need another pair of hands. Now, sit downfor just a minute."Shinji obediently complied. Ritsuko strolled over to a small cabinet onthe wall. She opened it and removed a small hypodermic needle thatcontained a clear, transparent fluid. The sight of the needle causedShinji to tense a little.Ritsuko returned to Shinji and sat down on a. The bed squeaked and rocked back and forth from her fighting against the restraints. Barbara was a prisoner, unable to break free of her bonds. Her body movements only made the pain worse as the needle shifted around in her nipple flesh. The pain was already unbearable in her breast and yet she knew John had only begun his torturing and sodomizing of her body. John pushed the sharp tool further into her delicate tender tit. Barbara's nipple tissue was hard and difficult to penetrate making John. " Mike walked over to me, put his hands on my waist, and kissed me softly on the lips. "Now you listen to me, this is the only way that I am going to keep quiet. Do you see where I am going with this?" I quickly pushed Mike back. "Are you fucking serious?" I replied even though my cock twitched when Mike kissed me. Mike undressed me with his eyes. "If you weren’t up for the idea, why is your cock hard in your pantyhose?" I couldn’t think of any reply. I stammered, "I...I...it isn’t, Mike.".