Ishtar's body was starting to get frustrated as the pace of the members slowdown to a near standstill. Then suddenly the blue haired student let out a shout as she felt both members drove into her at once. She suddenly felt wires wrap around her orbs tightly restricting them. But it was the hand that had found her clit, that sent the young lady over the edge. Ishtar's head pointed to ceiling as she one more loud moan as her body had been sent into ecstasy. It seemed to go on forever for the blue haired student, until finally her voice died away and her body collapse into remaining spasms of the aftereffects of the orgasm.

Silent follows as she is lowered to the ground, naked, worn out and finally able to relax. Morloch waits until weariness no doubt takes charge and causes her to pass out before he moves her. By the time she wakes up, she will be in her room. Her clothes from the washing machine ironically washed, cleaned and folded for her as if some reward for her part in his experiments. Of course he isn't done with her. Left by her clothes is what seems to be an ordinary mobile phone but of course it's another one of Morloch's machines to spy on her. Inside it contains images from her "experiment" as if to let it haunt her memories or perhaps to have them worm their way into her head. The memory of how it felt certainly won't go anywhere soon and neither will Morloch.