He noted that she had lost cohesion for a bit before acting on instinct as he filled all three of her holes. Naturally he had no intention of letting her off so easy. He retracted from her body then engulfed it, all save for the head. He may have looked awkward and may have moved slower as he carried her away but by the time they got to their destination she should have been recovered. The drugs may have worn off but he had more at the boat house where he took her.

Strapping her naked body down to a gurney there was no excess slime coating her. Her body was perfectly dry. The gurney she would find had been in the bottom of an empty swimming pool. There was a table nearby too that had all manners of chemicals.

Again he injected her grinning as he brought her face down to her own. “Try not to fall asleep.”

A slimy hand patted her cheek. He left her there while that ache grew greater and greater. Only when the need spiked did he return running a hand all over her body.

“I have arranged a rather special treat. You are free to leave here and attempt to get back to the campus. I will even give you directions. But,” he held up a finger and injected her again with a fresh dose of aphrodisiac that would begin kicking in once the current one ran it's course. Then he began untying the straps that held her down.

“I would be surprised if you made it more than ten feet.”

Mya was frightened at first, when she awoke to a feeling akin to drowning, but as she was expelled from the monsters body the memory of the last few hours returned to her... the walk, the run, the trap, the rape... now her mind was working sluggishly, and her thoughts were scattered. It took her a moment to process the beast words, and a few more to actually move her body. She could leave, it had said, if she was quick and lucky, and could resist whatever she had been injected with, and thought she wanted to so very badly, but her body wouldn't obey her commands, and somewhere deeper in her mind she found that she didn't actually WANT to flee... She started to move, but rather than run, she felt herself drop forward to the ground, her face nearly touching it, and heard herself say something that horrified her surface mind, but deeply thrilled that part of her subconscious that wanted to stay... words that leaped unbidden into her mind, and poured from her lips. "Please, Master," And with this she looked upward at the slime creature, an odd look upon her face. "Finish what you started... I have no reason to leave, and submit myself to your will... Use me and cast me aside, if that is your wish. I cannot, and will not, run." it was only upon hearing her own words that she realized how true the statement was... her legs still felt like jelly, and her muscles were twitching in every direction, causing barely noticeable pain. She was incapable of walking in this state, let alone running, and she hoped that by submitting she might be kept alive, and allowed to go free once it was done with her.

That was a surprise. While he did not think she would make it to the ladder of the pool he had not expected her words. Master, that was a word he did not often hear and only when he was off planet. Not here of all places. It did get him to grin as she lifted her gaze toward him.

He could only imagine the look on her features feeling how her body moved and twitched uncontrollably. He felt the vibrations in the ground as his left arm transformed into a long appendage. The tentacle cracked the ground just ahead of her showing it's strength by generating a crack there.

Moving behind her a hand angled her backside so it was higher in the air. Inserting a bit of slime into her sex it broke free from the main body sliding and pulsing within her. Backing up that tentacle cracked against her ass, nowhere near the strength that he had displayed earlier but it would leave a pink mark there never the less.

“We will have to play another came then. Each time you cum you will get whipped harder then the last time. You've seen what I can do.” And with that the slime increased it's pace inside her rushing back and forth, expanding and contracting as it filled her and searched out those places within her. All the while he waited ...

She felt fear when she saw the raw power behind the creatures strike, but it was accompanied by curiosity, what would that do to her, she wondered, as she felt the weaker lash to her backside, and flinched. She then heard the beast explaining it's rules, and realized that she may well find out. It didn't take long, though she tried to fight it, for her body to begin convulsing with her release, and she gasped as she felt the next strike, not only from pain, but from the fact that it caused an immediate second climax. She jerked in pain, because the third strike really hurt, and began praying that she would be able to hold the next one back... But it was not to be, as she felt her willpower weakening, and soon she had lot control of her bodily functions completely, suffering multiple orgasms while urine ran down her legs. Thankfully, it had been hours since she had eaten, or it would have been far messier. she was lost, again, in the mixture of pleasure and pain.

“Interesting ...” feeling the sign of her weakening, that immediate orgasm as he struck her he had been privy to her other reactions. Of course he had been true to his word increasing the strength of the next whip, then the next.

“You enjoy this ...” humans had been odd, he had heard of masochists before but had rarely encountered them. He grinned as a thin circle of slime surrounded her and slowly closed in, When they got close thin tendrils fired from it wrapping around each wrist. Others looped over her ankles keeping her on all fours.

Spikes then fired forth, thin and narrow barely penetrating her torso while a slimy hand moved between her thighs stretching down to seize a breast as he whipped her again this time on the back resetting his strength but at the same time pushing her down against the spikes a little.

“Perhaps I should see how loudly you can scream ...” he said out loud but sounded as if he had been talking to himself as he whipped her again on the back the blow virtually coming straight down pressing her further down those spikes.

it wanted her to scream, and scream she did, her voice cracking. She was screaming then, but at such a pitch it was barely audible. Then her mind began drifting, to escape the pain, but each strike brought her back to reality and the pain. It wasn't the lashing she felt, but the needle pricks. like a million thorns or splinters digging into her flesh. it made her think of needles, and the seemingly endless injections she had endured as a small child. The screams were caused by psychological horror, rather than pain. and through it all, through the screams and pain, her body kept reacting to the stimuli, wave after wave of ecstasy fused with pain... after a while, the screams stopped, and her vision blanked, seeing nothing yet still staring, as if she was dead. she was still breathing, still living, and still climaxing, but no longer reacting to the pain, no longer struggling... her expression like that of a doll. Suddenly, A horrible, seemingly inhuman, smile spread across her face, and the silence was broken by hysterical laughter.
"MORE... Give me MORE..." She begged the creature, each pause accompanied by that twisted laughter. "I NEED MORE!"

He was quit good at detecting her screams even now since he was so sensitive to vibrations. When she went still he had thought that she had been broken or blacked out again. He could feel her breathing, hear the intake of each breath and the expulsion of it.

Then came her words, words that made him chuckle. The next blow drove her down a little more on those spikes. The tips snapped off flowing through her blood stream now. They would gather together eventually but for the moment he let them marinate as those spikes reformed inside her becoming spikes again.

Next came the pinching of those small breasts as multiple hands stretched out toward her clamping nipple clamps made of slime upon her. When he did not possess the right tool on hand his body could make it if it were simple enough. Once those hands were done they moved to her hands getting thumb screws over her thumbs that began to clamp upon her with their vice like grip.

All the while the whipping continued only now a tendril of slime rubbed against her sex absorbing any moisture there. When it stilled against her each proceeding blow to her back brought her further down those spines and tentacle that was ever so slowly penetrating her.

She was losing her mind, lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, and in this state her mind began to wander, and she realized that when she had first been captured, she had thought it was a dream, and had no idea when she had stopped believing it. It had been before she had lost consciousness the first time, she was certain of it, but had no idea when, or why she wasn't more frightened. after a moment, she discovered it was because she though that if anything had happened like this before, and it had ended violently, then the school could not be allowed to continue operating, could it? Then she was in no real danger, unless this was something new, that had never happened before. a sharp jab of pain brought her back to reality, and the source was obvious... The creature had fashioned torture devices from itself, and her body was reacting in a strange way, feeling pleasure rather than pain... much like the lashing, and the thorns... she had convinced herself that she was begging for more out of fear of the creature, but now knew the truth. After years of repression of her natural urges, her body had accepted the beast touch, and her nerves were interpreting all stimulus as pleasure, meaning that there was a very good chance she was a masochist, and if not a masochist then at least a very submissive person. A normal girl would have been shocked by such a realization, but Mya found that this made sense to her, it felt right and she loved it. She let her captor, and anyone else within auditory range, know this when she screamed again, her body going into convulsions so violent that had she not been bound he bones would likely have broken."OH GOD! YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! SOOO GOOD, SOOO MUCH PLEASURE! IT FEELS GOOOOOOD!" Drool was flooding from her mouth, as he powerful orgasm rocked her, and pooled on the floor with the blood from her wounds and other fluids, and her vision began to go dark. She stopped moving, but her body was still reacting, her juices still flowing, as she lost consciousness from the pleasure/pain mixed with minor blood loss. For a brief moment before her black out, she feared she was dying, but knew enough to know that she was simply out of energy, her weak body finally giving out despite the odd drug she had been injected with.

Again he had been surprised by that explosive reaction before she slumped onto the ground of the floor exuding drool. So much for remaining conscious this time around which was less of a bother as he had been unable to unleash his ultimate plans.

He recalled the slime that was flowing through her veins. It reversed it's progress only to come out from the wounds he had inflicted upon her earlier to reabsorb them into his body. The slime once a bloody red changed color once it joined his main body which was now the color of the pool they resided in.

Normally he would have left her there but this was his hang out. Her unconsciousness served him since she was unconscious when he brought her here remembering where the place was would be harder. The sex toys transformed back to slime slithering to him as the whip-like arm transformed while the spikes drew out of her.

Once more he enveloped her, all save for her head so he could transport her out of here and dump her off back at the cave. Before departing he felt along her naked body. He had a fair idea of her weight and while that fluctuated her size remained the same. That and he was already familiar with the vibrations created by her walking and running speeds.

All this data was collected and memorized. What others did by sight he recognized those other traits to distinguish her from other students. “We will have to play again.”

He said more to himself before chuckling and departing the scene.

In her dreams Mya was underwater, swimming with jellyfish and squid. When she awoke hours later, she was surprised to find that she was back in the cave. Struggling, she attempted to stand, only to fail after rising only a foot off the ground. Deciding to rest a bit longer, she felt along her body, relieved when she found no permanent damage. Already her memories of the monster were fading, replaced by a feeling of having forgotten something important. This happened to her a lot, whenever she fainted multiple times in a 24 hour period, leaving her incapable of remembering any details of what had occurred, only a brief feeling associated with it. On reflection, she found that she liked this particular feeling, and wished she could remember what had caused it, as well as her wounds, and had a brief flash of slimy tentacles caressing her body, before shuddering from the cold and wishing she had a way to call for help. She rested there until the daylight faded, then managed to stand, and begin staggering her way back to the campus, and her dorm room, managing to avoid being seen. As she walked into her room, Deciding to wait until morning to go to the school medical center for treatment to her wounds, She had an odd desire to be bound and whipped. "Huh? That was weird..." She mumbled, before falling to her bed and losing consciousness immediately. She awoke the next morning in the medical center, confused, and was told she had collapsed in the middle of the school grounds, and learned that it had been three days since then. Her wounds, which she had now forgotten about, were gone, and she was told to return to her room. She still felt an intense desire to be whipped.