The girl's own actions had pushed her to the brink of another climax sooner than she'd wanted. Kakumaoh slowed down slightly to help her delay the inevitable a bit longer. His reasons were mostly selfish: she was probably nearing the end of her endurance and so this might be the last time for now unless he wanted to either leave her too exhausted to move or carry her and her stuff away with him. As one option was problematic and the other unappealing, he wanted to make this time last as long as possible.

With her tight walls pressing around him, there was only so long he'd be able to delay, however.

The slower strokes prolonged her pleasure – pleasure for a change for everything she encountered until now had been more sadistic than the last and that had been getting to her. Not only were the rapes going to be often and unexpected but they were going to hurt terrible much but this was only discomforting by her own doing. There had been no pain and while she still had to get use to this feeling of fullness inside her she didn't get that same sadistic wave off of him as she had the others, not that she was complaining here.

Still, she felt so damn full of him. He wasn't hurting her either so she actually tried something new, she tried to hold back ...in the past she just wanted things over and done with as soon as possible though most of the sadistic monsters sought to prolong her agony.

Why? She did not understand.

“Your … AH … different … AHHHH!” Those green eyes squeezed closed as she was feeling her own release encroaching on her. She struggles against it but feels her body tightening further caught up in sweet bliss yet again as she saturates that embedded rod.

He reached orgasm at almost the same time as her, his hot cum mixing with her juices as it filled her again. He squeezed her breasts, her nipples between his fingers. Despite having cum several times already, this climax seemed to last longer than the ones before, as if his body was saving up for a big finish.

As they came down from their orgasms, he asked, "How do you mean, different?" It was clearly a matter of idle curiosity; he hadn't actually heard any student compare him to other monsters before.

She shudders around him. One could say her sheath tight gains his sword though that sword was as large as a claymore. She pants feeling the warmth of his release as it fills her passage with utter warmth nd despite cumming so much already she weakly presses her hips back against him s she moves against that throbbing portion of him.

Yet she stops when he asks his question, hot fingers against her breasts making them tingle beneath his touch excitedly. Her nipples ached with the flow of blood into them but it was a pleasant ache rather than a dull one.

How to answer? Well she kept things as simple as possible.

“Because you listened. No one else let me go even when they knew I couldn't get away. I don't know if it humored you or not in doing so you at least realized that I couldn't escape and that restraining me wasn't necessary.

“But it's more than that. Until now every other monster has been sadistic. They made it hurt just because they could ...” she explains then shakes her head. “I don't know if they all just wanted me bound up to visit brutal tortures on me for their own amusement or not.

“It gives me some hope that there is at least one that is different ...”

"I see," he said, nodding. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened to him, although it was usually out of fear of what he might do rather than gratitude for what he didn't. Idly, he wondered if Rhaine had had similar experiences that explained why she'd been quite so nearly enthusiastic by the time he was done with her. "I don't find any value in using unnecessary force."

Slowly, he withdrew from her. "And, since you've been so cooperative, I'll let you put your project away now so that you don't have to worry about being caught here by the next class." How she reacted to this small mercy would determine what happened after she'd packed up.

Daphnee's body needed the break. She felt ever keen motion of him as he slid out of her and yet her body yearned to be filled again as now it felt so empty. She took a moment then pushed herself way from the work table.

It was a rather unusual ct of kindness that she had not been afforded anything close to compassion. It always went into taring her clothes off, for what reasons other than making it fr more difficult to slip back into the dorms unnoticed … but that was after the restraints were used, straps, tentacles, vines it was ll the same in the end.

Then the torture began as the next creature sought to out do the last. Of course to out do the last was easy enough with a different approach as this one had used.

“Thank you.” She begins to put things away. “I appreciate it. I really do. I was going to all those darker places in my mind that it was all going to be the same often enough for the next four years if not longer. I'm not going to fool myself in thinking they'd just let us girls go back to normal life after all this so from hereon out things look rather bleak. At least I know that it's not ll going to be the same even if most of it will be.”

She glanced up to the clock as if judging the time in her head then looks back t him. “Just as I'm not going to fool myself in believing that you are finished with me when you still have plenty of time before anyone is due back Especially ...” she paused, was it wise to give out rape tips? Probably not but she had begun.

“Especially if you permit me to put some clothes on and keep the panties off … it would give you a bit longer too. Then again nothing really stops you from sneaking up on me again or having a change of venue, does it?”

She took a stab at it. This was the first time that she got one of them to talk other than to gloat about something and ignore her pleas in the future she hoped not to plead so much, it really wasn't doing her any good. Either they'd listen quickly in this case or they'd take prolonged delight in hearing them. Might as well deny them some satisfaction, especially if they were going to be so brutal with her … but maybe she could learn a little bit about the “rules” there had to be rules right?

Well, that was all but begging him to continue, wasn't it? Not only was she expecting him to take her again, she was giving advice on how to keep going for as long as possible. He certainly wasn't going to pass up an invitation like that.

"Good idea. Go ahead, but don't fasten your bra or blouse yet," he said; the extra time would allow her to recover a bit more before they continued. He paused in thought for a moment before answering her question. "And, no, nothing stops me from doing either of those. Just as long as I don't try to keep you…" There shouldn't be any problem in her knowing that much; she might have been able to guess it anyway, like she'd apparently figured that she wouldn't be going back to her old life after she graduates, and it wasn't one of the specific things that students weren't supposed to be told.

Daphnee had assumed that he wasn't finished with her as most of what she encountered thus far would keep her for a fair amount of time, well, all save for the first who seemed to get bored with her awfully quick to her joy though in that short time it was fairly brutal.

She had not understood that this could have been different though until now her experiences on the island had been somewhat limited. In the fact that until now at least she had been given certain expectations. Would she have cursed herself had she knew any different though? Probably. Though she did enjoy this, she had admitted as much, it still wasn't by her choice though she guessed it never would be which in of itself was somewhat depressing.

His answer was too. She might have been an outcast though she had enough smarts even if she were needy at times, He could not keep her. She thinks she understands given the fact that there are more of these creatures. Did they all get a turn eventually before she graduated? How many where there?

Keep as for how long? Was there a set period of time that they could spend with a girl, she hoped so giving that it would be a relief if they was only so long that an attack could last or perhaps he had meant overnight though she was not sure.

Daphnee dressed as instructed, this would save a little bit of time any way as she zipped up the skirt and tossed the blouse on leaving it unbuttoned so he would have greater access to her breasts she jumped up high enough so she was sitting at the edged of that work bench.

She realized that he was being guarded with his answer as if there were something there that she did not wish to convey to her, that he could not speak of though she could somewhat guess, there had been the hint of sorrow in her green eyes as she considered that if he was restricted in that he couldn't keep her and that there were more than one denizen on the island then this might have been some sort of training camp.

“Does that remain a constant, you or anyone else not keeping me?” Would he answer, she didn't know but if he had then it made her guess work a little easier and if he didn't well she would have to figure this out on her own.

It was not s if the others gave her much of an opportunity to speak except for begging and pledging but if there was no point, if her fate was sealed then t least she could be stronger for it and not be so weak. There was little she could do about it.

She figured that she was still on Earth … well there was one time where she didn't think that but she was sent back. How to escape from such an inevitable fate. There were no maps of the surrounding world, and other than the sea plane no visible means on or off this island.

She was partially looking for a little hope though silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she understood something at least but she dashed them away and feigned a smile she was not quiet feeling.

“Thank you for letting me know. OK, I'm ready now.” She put a brave face on it at least. One problem at a time right? She would reflect more on this later though it was rather difficult not thinking about on of those horrid creatures getting a hold of her forever. Was it that hopeless? Was it more worthwhile to at least die during an escape attempt? She didn't know of course ...

“Does that remain a constant, you or anyone else not keeping me?”

The question needed a bit of thought to answer because it skirted close to what would happen after graduation; he had to figure out how to give a mostly truthful answer without giving too much away. "Pretty much," he answered hesitantly. "Think of it as something like a library, I guess. It's not an entirely accurate analogy, but it'll do. The school can get… concerned… if someone starts missing all their classes for too long." Now, as long as she doesn't ask about what happens after graduation…

Fortunately, she didn't press the matter any further, instead apparently prepared for the next round. With a nod and a leer, he went over to her and cupped her breasts in his hands, then leaning down to run his tongue around her nipples. His other hands came to rest on her thighs, one finger tracing along her sex.

She did not press her questions. He had inferred enough and she could tell that he was restrained in his answers as if he did not wish to lie but at the same time something was keeping him from the truth of the matter Internally though she was heart broken, knowing that this was s likely s good as it would get for her.


She was smart enough to connect the dots so to speak. If the school was involved in this in some way and was concerned bout girls missing classes then after a girl graduated she assumed that they would not be sent back home.

If a ton of people came back with no memories from some sort of drug or spouting talk about delusions someone would have already checked out the school but by that same token it a bunch of girls or her class in it's entirety disappeared wouldn't that generate more of n issue?

She didn't know how this impacted things or how deep this went. Did the prefects and head girls know? Faculty or was it a few choice people.

She had so many questions of course though she figured she wouldn't be getting those sorts of answers any time soon either and probably not without snooping around.

Being Vera's Pet though she was loathe to do any snooping but thought about what all that entailed. Her mind swarmed with these thoughts, it was all so new to her that it was tough focusing on the moment.

There was the normal reactions from her body, a little gasp as she felt his wet tongue returning to her. The slit of her sex was moist with their joining so far, she still showed signs of her own excitement though she squirmed a little at that touch as she weakly touch his shoulders trying to push him back with just enough force to make eye contact with him and not to shove him away fully.

She had been rattled of course, her body was responding of course but her mind was now elsewhere as she turned question upon question over in her head.

“Please … stop …. I need little time. You've been kind thus far and I wouldn't want to hold back anything.” Of course he was in control here. The things always did. But she pitched another deal though. Not to get out of this, she knew that was very unlikely anyway.

“Will you give me to tonight? I'll meet you just outside this class or where ever.” Of course she had to brace herself. He could say no. He had her here and now, nothing was stopping him from just taking what he wanted of course. But did he want more? She was uncertain if it would concern him after all. He could simply be after the physical act then again it could muse him to do the later or he might have some other need that she did not know about. Whatever the case she was powerless to stop him and had no choice in what he ultimately decided on so now she waits s she gazes upon him awaiting his response.

He paused to give her request some thought. Accepting it would be a gamble; on the one hand, she'd be more rested and there wouldn't be a time limit if he did, but on the other it would be easy for her to just fail to show up. While she'd been cooperative so far, he couldn't put that possibility past her; after all, she had just asked him to stop right after saying she was ready.

"So, you're suggesting I let you go now, and you'll come back here later and let me have my way with you then?" he asked, making sure he understood her correctly. It was a good opportunity if he could guarantee she didn't try to give him the slip. "What's your name, anyway?"

He was considering it? There was surprise in her green eyes. The way she had looked at it was that he would scuff her or taunt her, maybe even ignore her even though she had no indication that was true it had been the norm with what she had been use to dealing with.

She tried not to get her hopes up though. It was far to easy for him to just ignore her and do as he pleased.

Daphnee was simply delaying her rape a little longer, a sty of execution if you would though she had already told him that she wasn't going to run, that of course being attributed to her bondage but she did not feel up to the fact of trying to run from this and bringing wrath upon her. This had been the only time that the matter hadn't turned sadistic and despite not wanting it she realizes that it would get no better than this if her conclusions were right of course.

“Yeah.” she nods. “I just need to get my head around all this.” And while in a few hours that wouldn't get rid of the thoughts she was having she felt she could clear her head a little, at least enough to set aside those thoughts for a little while.

Now another student in her position might have decided to lie about her name but Daphnee had no reason to do so. The island meant that she wasn't going anywhere, he knew she came here and was familiar enough to the professor to be left alone here even if all the dangerous tools were still locked away.

There was little doubt that he could eventually figure it out anyway but Daphnee's intentions were genuine.

“Daphnee Von Heinrich, freshman,” she supplied without delay.

The girl gave her name quickly enough that Kakumaoh doubted she was lying unless she'd prepared an alternate name beforehand. Even in that unlikely event, he had enough information that he'd be able to track her down again without too much difficulty. The question was whether her deal was worth the delay involved.

A quick glance at the clock provided the answer: there probably wouldn't be time for more than one or two more good sessions before he'd have to leave to avoid being seen by an entire class. "Very well, I'll give you the extra time you want," he said, sounding as if he were granting her something of great worth rather than just a few hours respite before he continues to rape her. "If you fail to show up, however, I will find you, and I won't be so gentle in that case. Now, when do you wish to meet me again?" He would wait for her answer before slipping out of the room.

“I'm going to be here for the next four years. I'm quite sure you can find me in that time if I fail to show up tonight and I have no reason not to show when I know that you don't have to make such considerations next time.”

Daphnee was shocked. He, he was letting her go? Even if it were for a few hours to get her head on straight it was something. She glanced at the clock and worked out a time that worked out best for them and then fixed up her clothes.

She remained a little weary thinking that he might change his mind, bend her over a work bench and fuck her into oblivion.

That had been how things seemed to go. These things did not care and seemed to be on the sadistic side but he … he was different or at least he appeared so to her for she had not quite gotten into his head and found his motivations.

She was thankful though and quickly dressed, even kissing his chest before he left. “Thank you ...”

Daphnee knew that he didn't have to do this but did anyway. The reasons did not seem to matter to her at the moment she knew that she did not wish to disappoint though. If she were going to be a victim for the next four years it made no sense to alienate the sole experience that she had to date that wasn't some sadistic delight or bout of pure fear induced torture. Once she put away he project she returned to her dorm and cried, not over the arrangements but what the future held for her if she could not come up with a means of getting out of this mess.