I could tell from his body hair... which I could feel because he was naked! "What the fuc-" I tried to yell, but he was strong. He had pushed me forwa...d and using my arm twisted behind my back, he was able to pin down, with my face buried in the bed. I'm not a big guy, about 5'6" 140lbs. It happened so fast but before I knew it I was handcuffed behind my back and was struggling for air between the bed and the pillow he was stuffing over the back of my head. What the hell was going on? Was I. I wanted him more than I ever wanted any man before. I forced the toy deeper inside me as my imagination ran wild. Faster and faster, I fucked my self. The harder and faster I went, the more I wanted him. I finally cried out with my orgasm, but I didn’t stop until I imagined him cumming deep inside me. It was final: I wanted to fuck my teacher. But I knew I couldn’t do it and it made me want him more.The routine continued that way for quite some time. I would sit through every class writhing in. ? He reached into a pocket and produced a pill bottle. ?Effexor,? he said. ?They’re for anxiety. One of the pleasant side effects is sexual stamina.? As I waited for the pill to take effect, and for my testicles to re-fill, I watched as Jean had a go at our unfortunate guest. Jean didn’t often show more than a passing interest in molesting the victims they collected. She normally got most of her satisfaction out of psychological torment. The one time I had seen her physically participate. Way back when the Minx Sixincident had happened I’d seen things like this. Peoplegot weirder and weirder the longer we were seeminglyout of control. It hadn’t been pleasant most of thetime, and once in a while some people had gone off inunexpected ways. So far, our crew had done far better.Jennifer continued, wanting to say something, but sheseemed unable to broach the subject with me.“No… our situation with the ship isn’t what’s botheringme Jim. What does it to me.