"Still so adorable trying to hide that submissive little kinky side inside your head." She teased more as Starla walked into her bedroom shutting and locking the door as she laid poor Phoebe on the bed...as she smiles calmly before she began modifying the ropes...detaching them slightly so only the ropes on the arms effected the breasts and the ones on her legs effected her sex...as Phoebe's arms were tied to the bedrest and after her dress was slide off her lovely form...her feet were tied to each bedpost...if she squirmed the ropes would rub against her chest or sex...and without clothing it would be alot more noticeable.

Starla smirks calmly. "Hmm of course now I can't hear if your excited or still mad at me." Starla teased with a grin before she leaned in towards Phoebe's defenseless form...and teased her with just one light lick on the stomach. To make poor Phoebe guess what was next...the lovely agent enjoying her fun while sliding a hand up the side of Phoebe's form brushing the soft skin as she chuckled calmly.

"Hmm how adorable you are...so helpless and yet..your dripping no doubt.." She teased glancing between Phoebe's legs.

Struggling against Starla didn’t come easy to her and while her instructor tied the poor woman to the bed, there wasn’t much of a fight to be found lest those ropes dug into her from all sides. “Damn that woman!” She clenched her hands into fists out of pure anticipation nonetheless, curious to find what else Starla had in mind for her. “Yeah, you wish I was excited about being tied up!” Those piercing eyes narrowed when she leaned in, hinting at the shorter agent being mad rather than excited although her body spoke volumes about the truth of the matter.

“Nngh!” Such teasing touches and caresses had her nipples rapidly engorge with blood. “D-Don’t look at me like that, it’s embarrassing.” Soon Starla would find them fully erect without even having touched them first hand. Clearly Phoebe was a whole lot kinkier than most had been privy to and to have herself caught red handed caused the bound pilot to whimper even more. “No, no I’m not aroused, not at all!” She shook her head from side to side for emphasis, but there was no denying that.

“Mmmphh! Mmnoo! Thaff noft true!” Pure shame had the agent flush even further and in response even rubbed her deliciously thick thighs together, whimpering delightedly at what the ropes were doing to her in the process although hiding her own arousal was downright impossible at this moment in time. “Mm!” Starla had little trouble spotting the moisture clinging to the sheets even though Phoebe managed to cover up quite successfully for a short while before the ropes digging into her privates had become too much to bear. They slumped down on the mattress after the agent ran out of energy, revealing the nectar oozing from her puffed up snatch, those legs trembling mildly in the aftermaths of her own self-induced bliss before attempting to do it all over again.

“Don’t you dare call me adorable either.” She was trying to cover up unless stopped by Starla for the stronger woman could practically force those delightfully ample yet toned thighs apart without much trouble in the first place. “One-One day I'll be where you are and then we’ll see what you think of it!” Phoebe had no hope of running away from this in her current position and her every inch of peachy skin sprouted goosebumps to indicate the shudders of excitement that were running over her spine.

"Oh yes it is..." Starla cooed as she casually and easily spread those thighs of Phoebe and calmly...moved a hand between them...as poor Phoebe felt the fingers lightly trace around her drooling netherlips...as she lifts the hand showing the dripping fluid moving through her fingers. "Hmm why that's strange how did my fingers get wet...if your not aroused?" She said smirking at Phoebe so tauntingly.

"How shameful indeed..so aroused so easily...it's a wonder you haven't been made into a slave sooner...you seem to be a kinky one...so easily made to submit...it's adorable!" Starla giggles..as she calmly looked at the fluids on her fingers and casually licked one of her fingers infront of Phoebe's gaze before calmly using a nearby towel to wipe her hand clean...before grinning as she brought out a small vibrator egg. "Hmm here we are...I was hoping I'd find one of my toys to play with you.." Starla said as she turned it on showing the vibrating object to Phoebe as she grinned...moving closer to get the girl squirming...as she lightly had the vibrator touch one of poor Phoebe's thighs...teasing her with how it felt on just normal skin...letting the poor young agents imagination run her wild!

“Mno itff nowt!” Phoebe watched on with narrowed eyes, but the fires therein weren’t entirely motivated by fury. “Oh God, no, please don’t! Don’t touch me there! Ahh!” They widened once Starla touched upon her nectar coated nethers, eliciting a faint gasp from the subdued firecracker before showing her the fruit of their labor, a sight which had her flush even harder until her instructor brought a tool of her own into play.

“Mmmph!” Though tingling ripples washed over her most refined upper leg, the nature of that touch got the message across more than enough and Phoebe could feel herself struggling against uneven odds, unable to fight nor resist too much before each rope dug into both the shimmering moisture of her yearning snatch and those delightfully mellow breasts. “H-How humiliating. There’s never going to be an end to this, yet .. yet I love this. Even if I could, I’d never beat her in a fair fight.” She could not hide her excitement and whimpered in pleasure and frustration, each a response to the other seeing how much her mind hoped to refrain from giving in yet even these faintest loving pleasantries had the blond hot head in shackles.

“Y-You .. Ah .. You’re such a naughty mess. You deserve this, Phoebe, every second of it.” Toned muscles twitched against the vibrations, eager to partake in their pleasant hums, but to openly admit such a thing? Never! “Mmm .. Uhhnn ..” She’d rather suffer through this to all eternity than ever open her mouth and say the words. Still, Starla was good to her throughout the week and it would’ve been a lie to say those weren’t the most pleasurable encounters in the bedroom to date!

She could feel it, buzzing against those thick, succulent thighs, but that’s not where Phoebe wanted it to stay. If there was any chance to move without humiliating herself, the agent would have done it, but there was no way of doing so the way Starla had her pinned and tied up. However, it was in that moment Phoebe caught herself staring at the vibrating egg for too long before fixating on Starla once more, hoping the taller and infinitely stronger woman hadn’t taken in too much of her newfound interests. “Whatever you think that was, I wasn’t even looking!”

When Phoebe finally wrenched her gaze from that vibrator egg...all she saw was the teasing smirk of Starla...she noticed alright. But she said nothing just letting that knowing smirk torment Phoebe rather than tease her. She calmly moved the vibrator egg slowly up the thigh...sliding it between those thighs...poor Phoebe could almost feel it touching her needy folds...before Starla smirked and brought it back. "Should I?" Starla asked turning it off to torment poor Phoebe more as she smirked...before casually moving it...trapping the egg between the ropes resting right on that poor sex of Phoebe's...so it touched her lips...but the vibrations were not turning on...though Phoebe would notice a small remote in Starla's hands. "Hmm...okay then...all set..." She giggled evilly.

She calmly moved a hand to the remote teasing Phoebe with a very faint turn of a small dial...causing the most smallest buzz to happen between Phoebe's legs...it barely phazed her but it was noticeable like an annoying itch...the only way to get it deeper in would be to knowingly squirm and force the egg to press against her...but the knowing smirk of Starla showed that was what she wanted...she wanted poor Phoebe to show she liked this...she wanted this.

"Hmm so annoying isn't it...to have a slight tickle but not getting enough to sate your desires...your body and mind are starved for proper sexual fun...you've never had anything focus on sating 'Your' wants for sex...the stuff you secretly want to happen...such as how aroused you get by my fun with you...your a masochist...not one who likes pain mind you...but the kind that likes having the 'choice' taken away from you." Starla teased as she lightly bumped one of her fingers against one of the nipples of Phoebe's chest.

"I know everything about you sweetie...this whole tough girl act...it's something you needed to survive yet deep down inside...you want someone to break it down for good....someone to bring out the submissive adorable toy you are...isn't that right?" Starla asked casually as she slowly turned up the vibrations.

“Mngh ..” Shaking her head would probably do nothing to deter her although Phoebe tried nevertheless after being asked if she wanted to have the vibrator touch upon her drooling pussy. Starla cast her into a purgatory of the senses and upon being teased further with the vibrator oh so close to her quivering nethers, it had become a hell of fiery desire shooting through her body. Worse even, the other blond had full control of how intense her suffering would be through a small remote in her hand. How could the gorgeous petite pilot hope to outlast such determination on her part to break through to her submissive tendencies?

“Auugh!” Phoebe flushed harder than ever before that day, an eye closing while the other narrowed the instant Starla nudged one of her firmly erect nipples, sending a pleasant ache through her chest. "How .. how dare she?!" She despised how Starla toyed with her, talked to her, but at the same time those exact words excited her even further. Such love and hate for one thing existed in her mind yet the more her instructor teased and probed her spirit, the more Phoebe wanted to become just what Starla envisioned.

Submissiveness came easy to her as though the school imbued her with an immense potential for it. Maybe the lengthy sessions of being erotically tormented left a mark on her back in the day that couldn’t be washed away, or perhaps it was because it felt so damn good! It felt good, no, great! She loved this! She loved being tied up, to become someone for Starla to toy with, to have no say in the matter when her voice would be heard, but deliberately ignored. Such a strong woman could do just about anything to her and Phoebe would welcome the entire process with open arms.

Slipping off the slick surface of a boulder standing in the middle of the sea would’ve been an apt description of how Phoebe finally lost to the input of her beautiful superior, being swarmed by numerous waves tearing at her bare feet which managed to claim her footing and wash the hot headed woman straight into the open sea. Such enticing prospects could no longer be ignored, no matter how hard the poor girl struggled and once more Starla had been witness to how the alleged tough girl regressed into the same pleasure hungry toy which had been hers to play with throughout all of last week.

From one moment to the next, her expression of frustration and struggle turned to raw desperation, but not the kind one would expect from a woman in her current position. “Mmmph! Mmm!” She bucked her hips in enthusiastic gyrations, squirming against the rope in an attempt to have the vibrator press up against her to greater effect, whimpering in growing excitement all the while. “Mmmf!” Phoebe fixated on the humming device almost exclusively now that Starla turned it up more, wanting to feel the tingle rush through her soaked and aching passage, uncaring of whatever the other agent might have thought of her.

“Oh God! Yes! Yes! It feels so good!” She wanted to experience more, that much was obvious, but the restraints held her at bay, leaving the matter up to Starla who then became the focus of the aroused blond cutie. Small, petite breasts rise and fall in time with each of her heated breaths, enhancing their stature throughout it all although what must have gotten to Starla the most were her trainee’s delighted moans and muffled requests. “Please ..” Incomprehensible as they may be due to the bunched up panties clogging her mouth, there was little doubt what the agent wanted her to do now.

Starla smirked casually as she watched poor Phoebe breaking down once again. Starla casually brushing a hand along those aching breasts stroking and teasing the nipples as the struggles of poor Phoebe as she watched one of Starla's hands moving towards her head...before sticking two fingers into her mouth and forced that gag off her face...and now her voice could be heard.

Starla chuckled as the ropes dug into poor Phoebe's dripping folds pushing the vibrator against her more until it buzzed right against her clit...as Starla smirked slowly increasing the vibrations...bringing poor Phoebe such bliss. Granting her pleasure...but just as Phoebe was about to reach her climax...the buzzing stopped as Starla smirked calmly at Phoebe. "You can speak now...shall you beg for more...plead to be my pet? My toy? Or will you try and keep your bravado going?" Starla asked casually. Poor Phoebe could speak now...now her voice would be heard...but would her mistress...the thought moving in her mind...this woman was her mistress..her dominant...someone who gave her pleasure...by humiliating and bringing her down...how many times did Phoebe succumb to the bliss...as the pleasuring actions of Starla gave her such mind numbing bliss...pleasure that Phoebe wanted.

Starla smirked waiting for Phoebe to calm down a little before starting another slow buzz once more. "Hmm do you want more?" Starla asked before showing a nice purple dildo in her hands as she smirked at Phoebe to let her admire the length. "Hmm this could make some nice noises from you...couldn't it...but first we gotta lube it up." She teased bringing the head towards poor Phoebe's lips...she was going to make Phoebe suck on it and lube it up...

Intense moans and passion filled cries filled the room while Phoebe had been permitted to pursue her own bodily pleasure unhindered and with that gag finally gone, nothing prevented her from being heard all the same. She bucked her hips with unmatched desperation and fervor, but before those loving bedroom noises could wrap up their rapidly escalating crescendo, Starla must have flicked the vibrating device off for there was no pleasant humming to be found.

Confusion stole over her features while Phoebe glanced up, her face flushed with the shame and embarrassment for having been put through this, or was that just more evidence of her own undying arousal? She looked on, eyes flickering to the ground with how Starla was speaking to her. The words were right on her tongue, those lips parted to speak them, but her mind and body clashed in a struggle that prevented her from admitting just what Starla wanted to hear.

“I-I want more.” She managed to push out rather than remain silent forever, finally finding the composure to look back at her once more only to shudder at the light buzz shooting through her aching clit. It wasn’t long before her gaze fell on the vibrator in her hands which had those yellow green eyes widen in anticipation, her excitement clearly visible. All it took for Starla to have her obey was to move it within reach of her lips before Phoebe latched onto it. She had her tongue curl about the lower side before slurping it into her mouth, those lips tightening reflexively while the girl took deep, enthusiastic sucks and licks of that phallus.

It happened to be extremely unlikely any man or woman alive ever got to see that lust stricken expression on her face although the former would likely be firing his release past those lewdly clinging puckers that were her lips within just a few moments. Phoebe clearly lacked experience compared to a woman whose first hand activities involved plenty of giving head for the nubile young agent didn’t even try getting it into her throat, her own gag reflex holding the petite blond at bay, but there certainly was no lack of enthusiasm on her part anymore.

She lubed it up, nice and thoroughly, finally coming off that rod with a string of saliva still connecting her lips and the meanwhile glistening rod before it broke apart completely. It had become slick as far as the delicate woman could reach although for the most part Phoebe couldn’t wait any longer to have it used on her, those mildly glazed over gaze looking up at the dominant woman with high expectations filling her eyes.

Starla chuckled moving the dildo towards Phoebe as the beautiful sexually needing girl sucked on it. Phoebe lubed up as much as she could as Starla chuckled calmly. "Hmm not bad work...but your not used to having big long things in your mouth are you?" Starla asked casually. Starla chuckled lightly brushing the wet dildo against Phoebe's nipples stroking them before moving it down...as Starla chuckled attaching something to her waist which was a strap on...as she attached the dildo onto it...allowing Phoebe to see her 'mistress' with the dildo to fuck her.

"Hmm I think it's time...shall we?" Starla smirked moving in and kissed Phoebe's lips...just as she used the remote to turn the vibrations up to max on the vibrator egg...while the dildo vibrated as well and plunged into Phoebe's dripping cunt...forcing her clit to feel the vibrator egg right on it...Starla didn't hold back she thrusted smacking her hips against poor Phoebe's own hips making her feel the dildo vibrating so deep inside her.

“Y-You’re embarrassing me ..” Sometime back taking things up her mouth had been the norm, but Shokushu was long since gone from her life although the comment did have her flush a deeper crimson hue before her eyes fell on the freshly retrieved strap on. She wanted to protest, but the second those lips parted to speak the words, Starla had already claimed them. In return that tongue dashed into her mouth, intertwining with the sensual muscle of her superior, dancing about it while the sudden vibrations searing through her burning clit practically had her eyes roll back into her skull with a piercing, albeit muffled scream.

“Oh God!” Spiraling into even greater peril than imaginable, there was no hope for Phoebe to ever recover that tough girl attitude once Starla plunged deep into her yearning muscles, the same muscles which clenched about the invading phallus from the very beginning, eager to receive more of the pleasure it sent through her nether region yet reluctant to let go all the same. She broke through the overexcited convulsions of her body, however, truly fucking the petite blond now as their hips flushed together with a most enticing audible smack time and time again.

“Mmph, Unnghh!” Sensual moans dripped from their locked lips, each a reward for finally giving Phoebe what her body demanded the most. “Yes! Yes! Thrust it in deeper!” She could feel her toes curl up in response to what was being done to her, hands clenched into fists with the first orgasm rolling over her quicker than Starla had any time to prevent it, leaving the poor girl even more blissed out than before. Sweet nectar rolled out over that shaft, lubricating it even more efficiently. Since Starla didn’t seem to be letting up anytime soon, the young pilot was practically fucked through that blessed height, not allowed to come down for even the fraction of a second while the squelching sound of her dripping cunt accompanied their ecstatic union.

“Take me, take me more!” She was, of course, unable to speak with how Starla occupied her mouth, but the intonation of each desperate moan matched up with what was being relayed to her. “Fuuuck meee!” Phoebe regressed into her typical slutty behavior, yearning for the pure sexual onslaught Starla was giving to her right then and there.

If only there was any way for her to move. She was bound to the bed, virtually unable to move aside from a few minor hip movements to compliment those thrusts crashing down on her. She would not hesitate to wrap her legs about the dominant beauty, having them sweep over her skin with each powerful thrust, but even then Phoebe could not hold back on her verbal approval. She wanted, needed more from her Mistress, virtually burning up with how much want boiled in her blood.

Starla smirked as she kept thrusting her hips...even with Phoebe orgasming she kept thrusting away...the pair locked lips for as long as they could as tongues swirled together. Thrusting that dildo in deeper and deeper into Phoebe...the vibrations attacking her sensitive spots all over her form.

Starla broke the kiss and smirked licking her lips casually as she kept thrusting into Phoebe. Now the poor girl couldn't hide her words through the kiss. Starla kept thrusting away...before she moved her hands and undid the ropes on Phoebe's legs...allowing them to lift up and wrap around Starla's waist...as she did the same to Phoebe's arms...wrapping the poor agents arms around Starla's neck...and Starla casually gripped Phoebe's lovely plump rear and squeezed it...lifting her off the bed...impaling her poor cunt on that dildo as Phoebe found herself pinned against a wall...her arms pinned above her head by Starla.

"Hmm...so...who is your mistress my dear toy?" Starla cooed as she leaned in looking deep into Phoebe's eyes...wanting her to admit to it...as Starla playfully kissed Phoebe on the forehead.

“Auugghhh!” Starla rocked her world without thinking twice about reducing her troublesome student to a jubilantly screaming heap of barely contained delight, her every thrust carrying her higher and higher into the nigh unending planes of ecstasy. Spasming inner muscles had no time for respite for the experienced agent fucked them right through the mind numbing orgasm Phoebe endured at the time, prolonging the ferocious onrush of electric shards of pleasure shooting through her entire being. It was no longer a question of why the girl deserved this torture, but merely that it felt beyond incredible to experience it first hand.

“Gawd!” She was torn from that kiss, throwing her head back with pure fiery bliss keeping her loins ablaze. “Ahhnn! Yes! Stick it in deeper!” She had no shame left for what little there was to feel had been overcome by what the other woman was doing to her. Phoebe clenched and unclenched about that delightful strap on, gripping it tighter whenever it plunged into her as to have it crush her brittle measures of defense time and time again. She entwined her legs behind Starla’s back, her heels pressing into her rear with each mighty thrust as to encourage her to keep coming at her.

Arms pinned to the wall after her body was lifted off the bed, the young woman let out a sharp gasp while glazed over green eyes weakly fixate on the majestic yet powerful Mistress before her. “Ahh .. Oh God .. Hah ..” At least the thrusting had come to a halt for the moment, giving her a moment to recover her breath and composure, the question making her blush all the more furiously though there was no way to tell the difference between lust and humiliation anymore.

She tried to open her lips, that clouded gaze of her dipping to the ground in embarrassment although the desire for more seemed to overpower those conflicting feelings soon enough. “S-Starla ..” Phoebe uttered in response once that kiss had been brought to her forehead, tender fingers giving the dominant operative a light squeeze to her shoulders. “Starla Uchu is my Mistress.” She repeated, with more enthusiasm this time around.

“I .. I want you to play with me some more.” It reached out to her from those slightly parted lips, those words of passion filled with demand for what only Starla could offer. “Please continue using your toy however you want. I-I love being your fucktoy, Starla!” Before her those hips squirmed against the shaft embedded within her soaked folds, grinding them against her impatiently. “Take me .. Please, take me.” Phoebe looked on with hopeful eyes. “Uhhnn ..” She then groaned out in frustration, her body eager to keep going, but there was just no way for her to overwhelm Starla without permission.

Starla gave Phoebe the warmest smile she could ever hope to see and gently and warmly kissed her pet it was soft for a moment before breaking it. "Good girl...your a good girl Phoebe...now time for your reward." Starla smiled as she deeply kissed Phoebe again...with tongue this time looped together.

Starla's hips moved again thrusting and smacking against Phoebe's hips and ass now...rubbing the poor girls back against the wall. Starla smirked as she broke the kiss...before leaning her head down and lightly traps a nipple between her teeth lightly nibbling and sucking on it to further torment Phoebe.

The Humiliation of admiting that Starla was her mistress...and she had said it openly...unknown to poor Phoebe...Starla had a little secret that had recorded that little confession. Just to further tease poor Phoebe when she came down from this high of pleasure which she was known for.

Starla smirked thrusting into Phoebe's poor cunt as the vibrating dildo kept moving deeper and deeper inside...as Starla lightly tugged on the nipple stuck in her lips. Letting it go and smirked. "Hmm...enjoying your reward?" She cooed while slowly gyrating her hips to match Phoebe's making her feel the vibrations against her g-spot and other sensitive areas.

Phoebe beamed at the kind gesture being cast upon her forehead, leaving a mild tingling sensation behind where those tender lips once were although it would’ve been quite obvious by now that the cute young pilot was broken just as much as the kiss on her forehead by the time Starla locked eyes with her. “Give it to me.” She cooed once more at the prospect of receiving her reward, that tongue of hers immediately confronted by her own as they intertwined, falling into a passion fueled dance of their own. Once more her mind had been completely devoted to her, a humiliating state Starla already managed to cast her into all of last week.

“Oh God! Ahh! M-Mistress!” It was only a matter of time before Starla discovered the pattern and crushed the hot blooded vixen, then remolded her to her personal liking. Muffled moans and cries escape her until their lips fall apart, making each sound all the more audible to any neighboring rooms as though Phoebe no longer cared to keep them under tight wraps. “Yes! Ahhh! Suck on my tits! Your mouth feels so goood!” She didn’t even care about the fact that her back began to ache beneath the friction of the wall against it, for the heat back there and the one raging within her core quite literally felt the same way.

“So good! So good!” She threw her head back in ecstasy, her nipples throbbing faintly under the pleasant suction washing over them. Unsurprisingly Phoebe thrust her hips back down with all the fervor and rhythm the partially bound woman could muster, her arms still bound even now although that didn’t prevent her from fucking that prick like there’d be no tomorrow. “Harder. More! Pound my pussy!” She exclaimed jubilantly, almost begging for it, unaware of the confession Starla recorded back then with the potential for more blackmailing material to be among her own private recordings.

Slick juices oozed over that vibrating shaft, her own lust escalating while the pleasure gradually became too much yet again. She was not built for endurance, but somehow, somewhere, the thought that Shokushu groomed her for this very moment would’ve dawned on her if not for the fact Starla was pounding her brains to a heap of mush. She didn’t serve any monsters here, or dreaded Prefects and Head Girls. She despised them and the monsters, but Starla was different. Just one woman who managed to overpower her, to appeal to the same dark secrets which made her quite enjoyable to the creatures of the island. It certainly would come as quite the surprise to find none of them were actually logged in any of her personal Directorate records.

“I can’t .. hold it .. anymore.” Phoebe had become a willing slave which went against her very nature, but in the presence of the beautiful instructor, there was no fighting the urge to give in any longer. She broke through to the alleged tough girl like those feverishly pistoning hips sliced into her drooling cunt, hungrily accepting that humming phallus which pushed even deeper into her soaked depths due to the fact that Starla welcomed her every rise and ascent with a counterthrust of her own.

“I’m going to cum again ..” She announced, glistening fluid in the form of saliva running along the corners of her mouth while mindlessly riding out her deepest, darkest desires to the utmost extent of her capabilities. It touched upon her most sensitive spots, kicking her pleasure centers into overdrive as it, too, manipulated her g-spot in the sweetest fashion. It was on the Mistress to decide whether Phoebe achieved her much sought after release or not.

Starla giggles as she thrusts the dildo in and out of Phoebe's lovely sex, the pair releasing their kiss as Starla focused on sucking on Phoebe's small breasts. Starla smirked at all she recorded for poor Phoebe as she kept pleasuring her, fucking her with the strap on, Phoebe was too overwhelmed and was giving in and wanting more.

"Hmm as you wish, a good girl like you Phoebe, deserve a reward.." Starla cooed as she moved Phoebe away from the walls and kissed her lips once more...muffling her noises before she pushed deep...their hips staying firmly touching at how deep the dildo was as it vibrated and turned up it's vibrations to bring Phoebe her wanting orgasm. Starla could feel how wet her new pet was as she held Phoebe close letting her enjoy the touching as Phoebe laid her back onto the bed to ride the orgasm.

Starla watched and giggled. "Hmm you can pass out as well my cutie...such a good pet you are," Starla teased...once she saw signs of Phoebe no doubt passed out...she gently slides the dildo out...wrapping a towel around it for now and giggled...laying Phoebe in the warm covers of the bed and letting her sleep off her orgasm...though Phoebe's stamina had improved over the week...she was lasting alot longer than the first time.