One finger found it and he opened her up, his finger pushing into her rectum, running over her slick anal walls. Rebecca tensed up, trying not to move... her asshole tightening on the slick finger buried deep in her rectum. "You are still tight," and a second finger now joined the first, forcing a groan from Rebecca's lips as her asshole was forced to open wider. "I am going to fuck your asshole again, but I'll have a little help this time." He pulled his fingers from her asshole, her sphincter. “We can get a whole gang bang going for you, too. If you ever want that.”I came hard, leaking juices onto Daddy’s crotch. The thought of a gang bang sent me right over the edge. I slumped down on him, spent. This man, my lover, has given me more orgasms in twelve hours than I usually get in a week. “Maybe,” I pondered. “Maybe we could do a ride soon to a wilderness area for a club picnic. And I could be the snack.”“You’ll be the main course.” He tickled my stomach. “You’ll be the potato salad.”. Countless other images floated in and out of my mind all of them quickly slipping back into the void.I had given up trying to hold onto the images as they floated through my mind. My head only hurt more when I tried to latch onto what I knew was the real me. Whatever had been done to me had locked it further beyond my reach. So I waited in the darkness hoping that someone would be able to save me.A face flashed in front of me and for the first time in what felt like forever I paid attention to. He had a stash of one use only air pressure syringes filled with another form of the same drug. Migraines. He had a couple more prescription bottles with more names that she couldn't even pronounce, the descriptive being for prevention of migraines. The price of being Nick Saint, the price of having superhuman powers was having superhuman pain.The pain was ebbing more and Nick felt the first flash of embarrassment. The migraine had caught him off guard, attacking quickly. He had wanted to stick.