" What?" I spoke to the krix that procured you. He claims he gave you the perfect dose of Imitensin and it was working fine. Yet Straika contests that...there wasn't a shred of it in your system when you arrived. You are the perfect specimen of a slave for a krix. I believe he failed to give you any booster doses in order to keep you for himself when we moved on. What do you remember about coming here?"She frowned. "Nothing, I just woke up in the lab." As I suspected." Can I really not go home?". .. but I pray that this won't change everything between us... I never thought it would be like this, or that John Blodgett would be such a sadistic beast as to degrade me in this humiliating way... God, what was happening to her was already beyond the wildest fears of her imagination... yet there was nothing to do but lie there while he sucked with insane fervor at her traitorously acquiescing vagina and try to keep her suddenly treacherous, unfamiliar body from responding to the unexpected. I think wax museum dummies lead moreinteresting lives. I had a far more challenging path in mind. After flying choppersin the war against terrorism, I would indeed go an Ivy League school.Then I would build my fame and fortune by DOING THINGS: you know, starta company, write a book, maybe be an actor or foreign newscorrespondent. Or, failing all of the above, I could marry an heiresslike John McCain or John Kerry. After making a name for myself in theworld, I would then turn my talents to. But I didn’t stop. I yanked her head back and started fucking her virgin cunt without mercy.Awwww!” she yelled as I grabbed her face a leant over her my cock pumping in and out with fury.I looked at her pain filled face from the side as I fucked away. My hand gripping her cheeks pushing them together so her lips pursed and her eyes squinted. She winced with every thrust.“Take it you teen cunt!” I yelled in her ear fucking the teenager without any thought for the pain she was going through. Her.