Naomi couldn’t barely see anymore, and when he finally organismed she was too much out of her mind to realize what was happening. She saw the bleach, although blurred, from up above some and she blinked although she didn’t feel like she really had the energy to do so. She saw so many different colours, but she just believed it was her head playing tricks on her. She wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case.

Once she was laid down on the sand her chest rose up taking in a big breathe of air. Her hair was lightly matted to her face, and her head off to the size some. Her eyes were merely slits, and she felt the urge to fall asleep. She couldn’t bring herself to until he was gone, although she knew it wouldn’t do her any good because what could she really do to defend herself.

Her teeth chattered as he spoke, and she barely understood what he was saying. She yawned, trying to suck in as much oxygen as possibly. Even the movement of her ribs felt painful, and her cunt was still throbbing from it’s beating.

“It’s over,” she said in a broken whispered, almost like a question but not. She felt her eyelids growing heavier by the second, but she couldn’t fall asleep. No, she couldn’t, but she was.

[Last post for the night. Bye. ]

Lurp laughed gleefully to himself as the girl collapsed into exhausted sleep. She was an excellent toy, he would have to keep tabs on her. Slowly he formed himself back into his natural globular blob shape, then shifting her onto his back, he carried her into the brush away from the beach so she would not be swept out into the ocean when the tide came in. Along the way he found the tight black shirt he had removed from her and picked that up as well.

Dropping the clothing on top of her still and breathing form he considered her for a moment before leaning down and with a few quick and precise movements sliced her miniskirt and shirt to ribbons. That would serve as a good memento to what she had experienced this night and cause her no short order of humiliation when she made her way back to the dorms in clothes there were no longer fit to cover her gorgeous body.

Then with a plop he turned and rolled swiftly away from the scene.

When Naomi finally awoke sometime later she picked herself off the ground, trying to remember what she was doing out here on the beach. Her pained sex, cum covered legs, along with her torn clothing were enough of a reminder and her confused smile turned into a deeply confused frown. She had been raped by a monster. She shuddered as more of the memory came back to her.

After regaining herself she walked down to the water and cleaned off her legs. After they were somewhat washed she put her tattered clothes on and walked back to campus. She was going to talk to administration about this. This had not been in the brochure.