“I’m not done with you, my sweet little slave. I want your head hanging off the edge of the desk as I ride your face and watch that pussy squirt o...er and over.”I almost come from his mere words. “Master, I would love nothing more. But I don’t want to ruin your desk. I would squirt so much.”“Good. I want it. I want your pussy juice to squirt everywhere. Drench my desk in your cum.” He lightly slaps my cheek, forcing a whimper of arousal from me. “Now be a good girl and lie down on my desk.”“Yes,. Ben kissed me passionately, his tongue dancing with mine, until I broke off and told him that I needed to get cleaned up. I still had my washing machine problem and I told Ben what had happened. He said he’d freshen up at his house and then come back to look at the washer.I went to my bedroom, still naked and carrying my clothes. Looking in the mirror, I saw some of Ben's bite marks. Damn, what had he been thinking? What have I done? I would have to hide them from Jeff? Still, I was angry with. Do you have any ideas?”The kid didn’t say anything, just sat and glared at me.“How about some lunch? Are you hungry?” silence.I stood and opened the door. “Could we get some lunch here? Say cheeseburgers and fries. A couple of large glasses of milk also, please.”The population of the sickbay seemed to have tripled. Besides the normal medical crew, April, and David. There was a large group standing around. Some of them were security guards, but most were just curious. “David, I think we can let. ..but, do wait for that story in the near future... ***Later, some hours pass...that same night...when Megan's strength is totally spent...the devious invention set to perform varying regularities of speed and intensity...never allowing her to know when, how much, for how long...totally and desperately alone...to be a victim of some lifeless contraption...used...only for my desire...even if I'm not there to witness her depravity...her body finally and hopelessly droops as much as this tautness.