"It's the same!" she shouted "You're both just using my body for your own satisfaction!" She was getting frantic, pulling first one way and then the other, even though the only indicator was which was her head turned from moment to moment. She was losing out, she knew it, and while she was still scrambling to keep hold the fact was that self control had slipped her grasp minutes ago. It was simply that she was too firmly bound to act on the things her body was burning for so desperately.

She'd already been practically vibrating in place from the way she was teasing her sex. She almost howled when she added the caress of her tongue to her ministrations. Her heavy breathing became punctuated with little comments "Goddammit" "Mph . . . so good" "Gonna kill you--" "Shit, don't stop" "Ah, god, right there" but they rambled directionlessly back and forth between extremes As worked up as she was, she was having trouble keeping her internal thoughts internal.

"Ah . . . ahn . . . is that what you want to hear?" she panted fiercely, struggling to organize her thoughts "That I'll beg, that I'll plead, that I'll fall down on hands and knees and grovel for it? 'Oh great and wise Heather, please bestow unto this unworthy vessel the blessing of release'?" she clipped that last statement off hard, even though the words had passed her lips breathlessly, "Or maybe you want me to bow down, kiss your feet, lick at your heels, say I'll endure an base carnal desire you might wish, profess to perform the same?" she smiled bitterly, as if such acts had much value in this place, "Or maybe you desire a sacrifice? What would suffice? My notes, cause me to begin all my research anew? Knowledge of the loopholes I've managed to worm into the computer network, excellent blackmail material. Oh, perhaps something irreplacable, like my camera or my albums?"

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as that thumb brushed up firmly over her love button again, a hard shuddering breath running through her, until she dropped her chin back down into her hand, looking at her with dazed, helpless eyes as she brushed her thumb lightly over trembling lips.

"Please . . . just tell me what to do . . ." she whispered, as if trying to hide the words even from herself.

Smiles at the juniper, her fingers not stopping there stroking and teaseing as she contunes to play the girls body like a fine instrumptment.. but then again, considering how well she could play it by reading the girls own body, she perhaps new her body better then she did.

But despite the joys in haveing the girls body.. it was her mind she was truely intrested in. The breaking point. She was considering makeing the girl become hers so she would be able to take it when it came time for the girls removeable from the planet and school.

Heather acutally was beginning to think that this fine expample of the student body shouldnt be sold to some slime tentacled being that would simply enslave her and force her to comply.

The true trick would be to get her mind to break.. and allow her body and mind to work as one expecting her new fate when it did come time for her to be removed.

Heather felt that the girl was most defently upon her way right now as she felt and hurd her starting to give in.

"Now really.. if it was to my satisfaction wouldnt i have been having you pleasure me? How is giving you all the pleasure you can stand.. anything but a good thing for you?" she nods softly as she slowly licks over your aroused nipple again.. as you words go from killing her to telling her not to stop. "And yes.. perhaps i want a something for allowing me to take my time.. and my skills to bring you this pleasure.. is that so much to ask?"She slips another finger into your tight slit.. stroking her slim digits around within your dripping pussy.. teaseing all those nice pleasure working spots within you.. seeming to hit every spot that would make your sex twitch and quiver with pleasure.

"I want you to believe" she says after a moment after your barrage of assorted thigns you were rambling on about. "Saying the words that you want to do something and truely believeing them are 2 different things." She says as she finds a nice deep spot within your pussy that was making you twitch as she rubs 2 fingers back and forth quickly over it while contuneing a moment later in your endless pleasure assult.

She would have allmost laughed at the menchen of loopholes into computers.. she was a living computer and if this girl knew that.. she might have had even more to fear. Right now it was best that she contuned to believe she wa being teased by another student.. a student at least from what she knew had some sort of desire she kept waiting for juniper to admit.. or pleed she would do.

"What is it that I'm supposed to believe?" she said with pouting lips, her glazed eyes seeking Heather's face for answers. Belief wasn't something she was very comfortable with, it tended to coincide with a lack of facts. And even Juniper's facts tended to be checked and double-checked over time, just to ensure she hadn't drawn the wrong conclusion from them. Her unfocused gazed slowly traced over her shimmering blue eyes, her round chin, her pert little nose, her soft, sensuous, smiling lips--

"Anything?" she asked. She recalled thinking before that her smile was Heather's only genuine facial expression, now she was watching to see if it deepened, "You want me to believe I'll do anything for release. . .that you'll just keep wearing me down, until there's nothing I wouldn't do? That fighting is only prolonging this torture, and that I could have my release if I'd just. . .give in?"

She wasn't fighting in her restraints any longer, her head laying in her hand like a good little pet, she moved her eyes but not her chin as she chewed on that, her breath still coming in irregular little pants and gulps as the other girl teased her so thoroughly. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as she considered the possibility of release, waiting for the next caress of her thumb over her lips as she added softly.

"You promise?" there was a kind of breathless hope to it as she asked, like a child told of Santa Claus before their first Christmas.

Slips her long digits in and out of the students sex as she listens to her question herself and her own words. She smiles knowing she was studying her face.. but for right now she does nothing besides contuning to rub her sex slowly.. steadly. Pleasureing her on that steady raise to a no garantea release until she figured out just what she ment by believe.

Switching her lips she moves over to the students other nippple.. taking that hard little nub into her warm and seeming inviteing mouth as she places that sweet little bundle of nerves within, teaseing her tongue around the hard tip as she suckles ever so softly.

Pulling back as she slipes her fingers over your skin of your face, traceing your curves and down across your neck.. fingers massageing into pleasure points alone the length of your body as she trails her fingers down over your front, between your breasts and down the length of your tummy.

Her fingers slipping out of your dripping sex for a moment to be released with her fingers that hadnt even touched your pussy yet before she sinks them slowly into your wet folds as she contunes the stroking of your pleasure centers. Still not saying anything as she looks at you as you contune to attempt to figure it out.. Her silence might be more maddening at the moment as she doesnt answer.. for the moment.

She raises her sticky fingers up toward your mouth as she lets her slim digits trail over your lips.. your own juices smelt to your nose as she hoves her fingers within easy reach of your mouth.

"I need . . . more . . ." she said, keeping her chin up as the hand that had stroked it started to roam over her body. Whether she meant more information to understand, or simply more pleasure was up for debate. Her thoughts were getting fuzzier, less distinct, it felt like she was melting under the intensity of her own body heat. "I . . . don't . . ." her head fell forward as she trailed off again. Another feeble protest against what was happening to her, or a plea for greater understanding, either lost at the gentle suckling of her breast.

Her body squeezed, trying to cling to the fingers drawn out of her, to keep them close as she slid them away. She needed that touch, increasingly it was the only thing left her mind would hold. She gave another wordless moan as the other hand replaced it, the slow stroking as it entered the only way she registered the switch before she started working her body with the same heavenly touch.

Her eyes were half closed, she was trying to focus but it was so hard. They blinked slightly as she felt the pressure on her lips, her pupils narrowing slightly as a part of her rebellious mind came forward, BITE! it cried, If you hurt her, she'll stop! Do it now! she thought. It was a futile thought, even if it had worked she'd still have been hanging in place, and as much as she wanted her to stop there was something she wanted even more. Her tongue slowly traced over her dry lips, curiously. Of course, she didn't recognize her own taste, though in her hazy mind she did make the connection to sexual juices. It wasn't an answer, but she could tell something was expected of her. She stretched her soft tongue out to slowly trail over the tips of her fingers, leaning forward to reach passed the first knuckle. As she got closer, she closed her lips around the proffered digits running her tongue over and between them, lightly suckling the taste from them.

Contunes to say not a word, letting her fingers do all the talking as she contunes to pleasure your body. Her fingers stroking into your deepest depths, stroking that sencetive wet flesh that was making your body squrm with hot wet desire.

Knowing your own mind must be working against you at this point as your words of protess start to get few and far between. But this doesnt stop her from contuing. Much unlike a normal human, she could keep this up with no limit on how she could stroke and pleasure the girls with her fingers.

She wasnt trying to overload the girls brain with a overhwelming need of staying allways on her, her fingers danced, an artform as she kept the pleasure allways pulseing within her body.. those fingers of hers like a lifeline as she pleasured the girls tensed and helpless body.

Even as she felt the tongue stroking over the tip of her finger, the girl slowly caving in, seeming to understand herself, the need that she knew was in her.. as she felt the mouth close over the tips of her digits as she feels that tongue licking over her skin.

Rewarding the girls movements with her own tongue.. she strokes her thumb more throughly over the girls clitty, letting herthumb rub in swift small circles for a moment before she returns her normal pleasureing... the intense increase in pleasure for a moment, allmsot acting like a postive reenforcedment on what she was doing?

Despite all of this she had yet to say anything. Leaning down again.. she lets the tip of her tongue trail around the circle around first one nipple.. before licking between your breasts and repeating it on your other orb.

"MPH!" Juniper's eyes drifted closed as she felt that firm, insistent rubbing on her clit, a shiver running through her even as her body kept a tight leash on her orgasm. As she hesitated her own motions to enjoy the feeling, she found them slowing and then stopping and gave a soft little whimper for the lack. Her tongue traced over those probing fingers, but as that failed to illicit any further response, she stretched her neck forward as far as she could, sliding the other girl's fingers fully in her mouth as she slid her lips up to the knuckle, her tongue rolling over the flesh between digits as she sank back, suckling insistently. As she reached the tips of her fingers, she leaned forward again, running her tongue between the digits before rolling it in slow circles around each as she fell back again.

She wanted to do more, to feel more. If not for the fact that she'd been stretched tight over the framework provided by the trees, she'd have rolled her back and pressed her hand to the back of the other girl's neck, wanting to feel more of her mouth against her breasts. That was, assuming of course, that she didn't simply try to push her down and plunder the girl's body for her own needs. Instead, she shuddered and quaked and prayed that the girl would give her what she so desperately craved.

"More . . ." she panted softly, her tongue sliding over the finger in front of her drawn back, "Please...I need it..." she said, her voice wild and harried before she went back to work.

Heather smiles at the girl feeling her resistence further breaking down, it wouldnt be long she was thinking. The girl was pritty fare gone at this point, the steadly pleasure she was being made to feel was eating away at her mind, and seemign soul with each passing moment.. like water washing away a canyon as the water flowed threw it.

Time.. everything needed time, and weather lucky or unlucky for juniper, heather had all the time in the world.

Her talented fingers contune to stroke to pleasure the girls sex.. slideing sensually into her, stroking.. rubbing teaseing her folds in just the right places that was making her body squrm, eroding that block she put up in her mind and soul. Heather needed to see it brake.. she knew it was possable.. then after perhaps.. she would have another toy to help her take other students.. that in itself would be intresting if it came to that.

A human student that wasnt another mass on her human form nano's. It defently had its appeal. But first...

Even as she feels juniper licking and suckling her fingers better again.. she rewards the girl for good behavure again by pressing down on her clitty again.. rubbing it in more ferm circles allmsot in time with her licking tongue. Keeping ehr fingers straight she lets the girl do work..

She whispers softly.. "thats it.. your doing a very good job pet" she allmsot purrs softly into junipers ear as she willingly suckles on those digits.. "You are starting to get what i want from you" she says softly..

"I know you need it pet" she says after listening to juniper whimper it out.. "but you also know im.. waiting for something" she answers..her fingers slideing in deeper again to stroke well within your sex for a few moments as she drives that pleasure on within your mind.

She gave a small flinch at that word, "pet", much as she had when she'd heard her name so many hours ago. It was tied to something. . .something important. The fight in her guttered and sparked. trying to rise when called, but it was a feeble heat compared to the inferno already claiming her body., and her tongue rolled back as she ground against her clitty for a bit of extra stimulation. Her eyes were open slightly, just enough that Heather could watch the brown irises twitch back and dorth as she ran her words back through her head, both Heather's and her own. What could she believe?

"I don't know how. . .to show I believe in something. . ." she panted softly, her tongue running her her lips as she stopped sucking on her fingers. What had she said? She was supposed to be a journalist, this shouldn't be so hard. Though she chose to punctuate that particular thought by thrusting two fingers firmly into her core, causing her to whimper in lust. Her eyebrow raised after a moment, "You can't mean . . . the "unworthy vessel" thing?" She shook her head, no, no, that couldn't be right

Smiles as she strokes your cheek, and running her fingers threw your hair softly as you speak to her, allmsot petting you like someone would a good little pet.

"You will know.. what your supposed to believe when its time." she says after a moment... "Your heart will sing, your mind will bend.. and that pleasure you so are craving will be yours" she says.. fingers traceing over your soft skin of your face as you hang before her.

Her fingers within your sex contune to stroke into your depths.. never seeming to end there pleasure within your body.. keeping you very prone and pleasured. Even at her word of pet, her thumb pressing more fermly over your clitty for another moment as if.. some sort of postive reenforcement of the pleasure again.

She doesnt answer your question about the unworthy vessel comment, she was really making sure your mind would come to understand on its own.. if it came to believe without any prompting words from her.

Sh leans down again.. slideing her warm tongue over the tip of first one nipple.. before taking it slowly into her mouth suckling.. before she slowly switches to the other one.. letting small little teaseing kisses move from one curve of her breast to the other one as she takes that nipple into her mouth teaseing the hard nub.

"I know you want to be a good pet" she says after a moment as she pulls her mouth back.. watching the girls eyes as she does so.

"D-dammit . . . get OFFA me!" Juniper said, jerking her head away from the fingers in her hair, a bit of heat creeping into her voice even if it lacked steel. Wherever she felt those fingers near her face, she tried to twist away, though, of course, in it's way that made her eyes just as easy to guide. No matter how she fought, though, she couldn't escape what was happening to her body.

"Ye c'n take yer damn riddles and jump inna pond!" she said, her eyes narrow if unfocused, her face red with frustration as she twisted fruitlessly in her bonds, "Jus piss off . . . I cannae endure any mora yer "help." Her accent had gotten a bit thicker in the heat of things. Her head rolled back as she felt the heated stroke of her tongue against her flesh, her teeth baring down into her lip to keep her from crying out, trying to stay on task even as those soft, teasing kisses danced there way across her chest to repeat the sensation on the other side.

"And 'm notcher damn pet!" she snapped, looking at her square on, lips pursed in what she hoped was a convincing display of indignation rather than simple helpless frustration.

Heather chuckles softly, though it wasnt much of one as she keeps stroking her fingers along your face, hair.. as if still petting you, admiring one might do for a good pet.

"Perhaps you should be" she murmors as she slips another digit up into your sex.. pulling her thumb away from your clitty from giving you the extra stimulation as more of a frustated heat creaps into your voice, some of your spunk comeing back..

She half wonders where this extra willpower had suddenly come from.. perhaps she was thinking that, this happen right before someone's will broke and it caved..

Perhaps she would have the answer to that very question as she contuned to stroke.. and murmmer soft reassuring words to the girl.. soft whispers allmsot within the girls ears sounding like someone directly whispering into her ears "good pet.. very good pet.. you are a lovely pet" Even as Juniper looked at heather.. she didnt appear to be talking.. perhaps it was her own mind creating the sounds?

She kept trying to turn away as she felt the light brush of those fingers over her face. It was that word, pounding into her head over, and over, and over again. It was like she was taking a hammer and pounding it repeatedly against one of those "Things" Juniper held higher than her sex drive, each time it rang out through her like a blow of iron on iron. Heather was good, there was no doubt about that. Hell, she'd even go far enough to concede that the blonde may well be the best. There was a part of her that just wanted to let herself dissolve away to nothing, to just lay back and enjoy those ministrations forever. The promise of an end to this relentless pressure certainly sweetened the pot . . . but she kept telling herself that Heather was responsible for at least have that pleasure by now.

She turned her head a bit as she felt the latest brush of her fingers. She telegraphed it a bit, but she snapped at those finger tips, her teeth coming down in a faint "click" as she caught nothing but air. She clenched her teeth and spoke through them evenly. "I already got a keeper." she growled, "And ye cannae folla two masters."

She closed her eyes and pushed her breath out through her lips with a deep sigh as she felt another finger slide home, stretching her out pleasantly. She couldn't help but notice the thumb slipping off of her pearl, apparently she wasn't deserving of it anymore. Well, she could work with that too, even as the other girl continued driving her on. Still, that insistent prodding, "good pet", "lovely pet." "very good pet."

"Why the hell wouldja want a mouthy li'l tomboy anyway!?" she added a self depreciating jab after a few moments. She knew she was stretching the truth pretty far with her "keeper", but it was the only thing she could think of that might make her stop.

Heather smiles as her finger trails slowly down around behind your ear, those words still seeming to whisper softly into both your ears.. like some second voice of whispering words of encounterment. Though they were oh so softly changing as the whispers allmsot felt like they were within her head.. and only she could hear them. It was amazing what nano's could do.. placeing sounds perhaps not in her mind.. but she was in the girls ears and she was hearing the sounds but they would sound like they were comeing from her own head.

The voices slowly changing as they contuned to chat within her.."Good pet, Lovely pet, Be a good pet.. lavish pet....... Im a good pet, I love being heathers pet, Im so aroused cause i want to be her pet... I love being her pet..." the words go on and on within her ears.

Heather meanwhile was contuneing her seeming pleasured strokes within the girls tight slick sex, despite the fingering and the abuse she had, had over the past few hours her sex was still nice and tight and she could feel every bump along her stroking slim fingers into her body. The tightening of her sex would last for some time.. perhaps even over the next few monsters that had desided to abuse the girl, if she got away from this.

She chuckles softly at the girls words.. "I wouldnt be your keeper pet. And i do think while your on this island.. you are not your own master" she allmsot pers at the girl as she leans close.. and licks her tongue slowly over the girls lips.. even if she did bite her.. she really wouldnt feel it.. another test, despite knowing she had just nipped at her stroking fingers.

"And what would i want with you? Well.. if im am to have the same fate as you someday of being sold.. I will make much better use of my time to have a nice.. and squrming erotic pet of my very own" she says.. stroking her thumb over your clitty again with each word of squrming erotic pet.. as if making sure you really feel those words, the intire time the words were still being whispered directly into your ears.

"Shaddup" she jerked her head away from the hand behind her ear, but the adjustments had already been made, "S'not true." she'd noticed that Heather's lips weren't moving when she heard the echo in her mind, and more and more that voice was starting to sound like her own, "Why would I wan' 'er?" she had to hear the voice of dissent, she didn't trust her inner monologue to drown it out "Gave up . . . part o' the problem . . ." her body quaked as she tried to suppress what she she was feeling, but she couldn't deny that even her merest touch was sending flickers of lightning through her nerves ". . . just . . .drugged . . ." she muttered, though it was dying off, growing quieter as she was losing focus, but those wors echoing in her mind kept the same steady volume.

She really didn't know how the other girl did it. Normally she'd have expected to be too raw by now to feel so good, but with each press she was every bit as sensitive as the first. The bumps of her knuckles, the edge of her fingernails, the curve of her fingers as she worked against every nerve bundle and massaged each gathering point of pleasure. Her eyes followed Heathers as she leaned in close, tracing over her quivering lips. She didn't bite, indeed she held very still at first, but before she drew back Juniper pressed her own lips forward to catch her in a firm kiss. tongue playing back against hers. Her body knew what it wanted, even as her mind rebelled.

"'M not gonna be sold . . ." she panted softly, ". . . only four years . . . to work it all out . . . can't be dallying as your plaything . . ." she said, though she swallowed. The was pressed back into a corner, she couldn't deny the sensations that the girl was running through her body. Rationality was losing out, she'd have risen to any bait at this point, even if she'd sulk about it in the aftermath. She whimpered softly as she felt the press at her clit, the woman making her case as plain as possible. Smaller even strokes followed impossibly in time with the words in her own head, helping her acceptance along. She was hanging on by fingertips and she knew it. The other girl just wouldn't give up, where as Juniper herself was at her limit. Just one more push, some guiding phrase she could latch onto, and she knew she'd crumble.