I give Cala a wicket smile. “You know its funny you would say that I have something here that’s I had invented, it’s a spin off on a butt plug but this one has a bit of a twist to it.” he pulls out what looks like a normal butt plug that’s black and shiny but most anal plugs are smooth this one had bumps all along the sides, he turned it over and there looked to me like a dial of some kind as he twisted it, it sounded like one of those timers you use in the kitchen for eggs. He placed it where you could see it as it gave a ticking sound from it. He then turned up the egg vibrator one level higher.

The cloths pins maintaining its pressure on your clit and nipples and all the electrodes in place between your legs and under your breasts, he looks at you and smile. “Well your all set for the next enjoyment of what a porn star learns in the business, ill leave for now but ill be back in a few minutes, in about five minute those electrodes will activate and just before those go off my invention will do something you'll like. And ill give you the pleasure of having it in your butt after that and once more setting the timer so you can feel it.” I chuckle and walk out the door from the room.
Turning invisible I walk throw the door and watch her as the ticking of the butt plug ticks echoing throw out the room, the humming of the vibrating egg and the shocking machine warming up gives the room an eerie silent’s, the time passes by very slowly with out a clock to even look at it seems even slower then the butt plug does something as it begins to twists a audible click can be heard and each of the bumps on the plug shoots out long needles at least one inch long. At that moment not even a few seconds that went by the cardio tape that was placed between your legs and under your breasts goes off sending a current of electricity throw your body you muscle around your labia tighten down hard on the egg inside you your love hole contracts around it twitching with the current.

I move out of the room and become visible and walk back in with a cup of coffee in hand as the jolt of electricity subsides, I take a long drink of the hot coffee and throw the cup to the side and grab the butt plug and twist the knob on the bottom of it as the needles retract and it begins to tick once more. “Well im back, hope you didn’t miss me to much, now for that treat you wanted for me.” spreading her ass cheeks wide giving me free access to her tight anus I lick my finger and wetting around her butt and tease the area when I thrust the butt plug in her tight ass hole, and I begin to twist it back and forth making it go as far as it can. “There you go dear and I want you to cum before that thing goes off like it did, if you do ill pull it out of you before it goes off, oh and you wont have the egg in you to help.” at that I pull the pleasant vibrating egg out of her wet hole and turn it off, once more I walk out of the room and come back in invisible and what her.

Much to my embarrassment I had no idea what a butt plug was…nor what one was supposed to look like. Frankly the little black thing he seemed to proud of was nothing much to me. Maybe I should have done more research on my future profession. But what he was doing seemed more in line with torture than sex. I hurt…the pain on a scale of 1 to 10 an 8 or 9 and fairly screamed in my head. I cared not what he did so long as it ended….and the end seemed nowhere in sight.

“You fucking psycho” I screamed. I had to get loose, fighting against the bonds that held my legs and arms in place, to remove the clips that sent their nauseating pain into my body. Childbirth was probably less painful…a migraine … well … similar. I hated him…hated him and then after what seemed hours it hit.

My eyes flew opened with the first jolt of fire as muscles contracted and tightened around the egg. I saw the plug with its needles….saw what he intended and as the pain lanced along my nerves and pummeled my throbbing head I screamed. I screamed in terror and fear. In pain and agony. The type of scream that bounces of the walls and back to you and you are not quite sure who is screaming. But the scream and pain did not last long … thankfully my body had had enough …and the blackness came to take me away. Away to a place of I could find pleasure…away from the reds of agony to the blues of peace.

I awaken as a man…no a monster psycho bastard digs his dirty little fingers into my tender flesh and removes one infernal device to replace it with another…the black spiky thing…pushing it into my virgin ass. He pushes aside the tight ring of muscle…pushes the thing into me as I resist and perhaps cause myself even more pain. Muscles ache as he pushes it past them…It hurts and feels unpleasant, uncomfortable like I have to poop. This is not porn, I don’t care what he says…the sick perverted bastard.

“How the hell am I supposed to cum you fucking bastard…it hurts…I can’t..well touch myself” pulling at my arms as if to emphasis my predicament…but he cares not I know. No…he wants me to suffer, probably taking some sick twisted pleasure in it…”So keep beating your meat you sick fuck…can’t get it off like a normal guy can you” the clock ticking to my ultimate demise at the decive….and I was mad…

“You Fucking Psycho!” she had screamed at me I looked down at her and said in a very pleasant voice bending over to her, my scent wafting over her. “Im not normally a Psycho, but there something about this Island that twisted a person to become one.” I tell her truthfully, it was cryptic enough not to give away secrets of the island but enough to keep me from feeling the wrath of the devices on the island. I had caressed her collarbone and ran my gentle fingers down to her breast and followed throw to her belly and shaven mound as my finger slid into her wet folds.

I teased her swollen nub between her legs and knew she was feeling its pleasure though she hated me I felt sorry I had to do this to her, sliding in my other finger I started to rub the sweet nub of hers. “Please don’t think of me to harshly im not in a position to.. Ghug..” I collapse to my knees as I feel the devices starting to make me feel nauseous. I pants with sweat dripping from my brow my eyes starting to glow and I shake my head to clear the lust from my mind. “Excuse me, I’ve said to much but here taste how sweet your pussy taste.” placing the fingers I had in her sweet flower I place them on her lips, smearing the sticky love nectar on her soft red lips. “I much rather be pleasant to you then treat you like this, but we all have are vices.” I tell her and kiss those soft lips, taking them in deeply with my own.

Heading towards the door I heard her yelled at me asking how she would cum with out anyway to masturbate, I stopped and shrugged my shoulders, “How would I know, you seem very resourceful. Im sure you could figure out a way to make your self cum, that’s why your hear to train your body to do what you want it to do isn’t it?” I tell her and walk out the door, only to come throw the wall invisible again and watch her, I knew the device I stuck into her ass wouldn’t really do anything other then vibrate at the end of the timer to pleasure her. It was only the mind fuck that she would be getting from the idea of being harmed and perhaps that alone would make her cum. It was something twisted but it would bring something out I was sure of that.

I did not want my own juices in my mouth. I did not want to be all juicy for I was in denial that I could feel any sort of sexual need with this man. And yet as his fingers plunged into my pussy there was not doubt I was well lubricated to receive them. It was rape…I did not want it but my body was all sorts of fucked up and that made my head spin.

Twisting my head away I tried to stop him from smearing the juices on my lips. Sputtering…spitting like some pissed off cat I finally hissed at him and the rage built inside against the bully that tried to bait me and was so successful. I could not run…I could only fight and then barely. Fear and terror where twisting into the hate and I cared little if in his own pathetic mind a war seemed to be waged; A war the swirled within his twisted eyes.

“GO fuck a camel” I screamed at him as he turned to leave. Once gone the panic set it and I thrashed a moved the bonds cutting into my skin, bruising the joints they held as I desperately tried to get the plug wedged in my ass out. How did you shit a rubber stopper set to royally fuck you up? All I could do was try… and curse him the whole time I did so.

Masturbation was the last thing on my mind.

I grin when she said “Go Fuck a Camel!” well she screamed it anyway, as the last syllable left her sweet lips I send a flashed image of her getting fucked by a Camel and the look on her face was pure pleasure in the image she saw. The image slowly faded away but I could tell it left her speechless for at least a few seconds.
It wasn’t the kind of images I liked sending to such a beautiful girl, but it was enough to throw her off balance, which I was trying to do ever since she came to me.

I had left the room only to return invisible and wait the five minute before the butt plug would start to vibrate, of corse she would think it was about to shoot off needles but it wouldn’t even in my twisted state of mind, im not that cruel. I was sure she be expecting to be electrocuted like before but that I had turned off the current, it still hummed like it did before but no shock would come. I figured that be another form of mental torture for her not knowing when either would fire up.

The Anal Plug ticked with each second and as it ticked the humming from the shock machine built up, getting louder every minute. Five minutes had past and the Anal plug began to vibrate, slowly at first but is increased in speed and intensity with each second that when by and still no electric shock had arrived or the painful needles that was to pierce her inner’s.

As I struggled to be free my ankles and wrists ached with the effort. Time seemed immaterial as it raced by too soon the buzzer sounded and all my furtive motion ceased as my body tensed in anticipation of the pain and agony that would strike me while the needles buried themselves in my vulnerable ass.

It moved…I gasped, the plug that pushed the walls of my butt wide in discomfort, much like an itch that you cannot scratch….Like the one on my nose right then. Not searing pain from needles but the hum of movement stirred my ass. For all the plugs discomfort it was teasing in its rhythm…a strange sensation that given better times I might have wanted to explore further, but now, with the impending return at any minute that psycho from the very depths of hell…no way.

As my breaths came in heaves and the sweat ran down my sides to pool under me on the hard surface of the table my mind raced. What did this moron want with me? He seemed to have a very twisted view of porn…I mean it was not like I had not seen a couple of films and in them the girls got fucked…or fucked one another. Both of those I had no problem with, but this bondage shit…that was another thing altogether. This did not feel right, or sexy, or good in any way…well not that I might admit to myself, yet there was an excitement to not being able to resist…a certain feeling that worried me more than a little.

I watched at the Anal plug moved and started to vibrate in her ass as her reaction when she heard the sounding of the timer go off, her random thoughts more concerned of me returning was most interesting to say the least. Her heaving of her breasts was a turn on and I wanted to take her now, but if it lasted longer to torment her maybe she get this porn idea out of her head. I had already got her to summit to no longer wearing the traditional cultural school outfit, providing she didn’t go against her word but I would maintain a vigil on that and once more she would find herself in my hands.

After ten minutes of watching her and the vibrating, twisting anal plug I moved between her legs. Still invisible I bent down and began to lick her lovely folds, tasting her sweet salty nectar. My tongue caresses her fleshy nub as it encircled its I allowed my tongue to slide into her velvet folds and into her love tunnel, tracing the top of it as I pulled my warm wet tongue out of her sex.

Moving away only want to give her a little pleasure and make her wonder what was happening that she could feel such pleasure with no one apparently there. I grin as I back away and leaves the room only to return this time visible to her, I notice the reaction on her face from what she had felt and the confusion I felt in her mind was as pleasant, I planned on breaking her spirit and rebuild it the way I desired, but I saw it was going to be some what difficult since at first she was so willing and now she resistant, I wanted for her to keep the willingness but more submissive.

I had figured that is why the Headmaster had summon me for this girl and Vera mind had shown me she would make a great pawn for her in some way, both was a pleasing outlook in some way and I would most likely visit this one later in the future to play more games with her mind and heart.

Something touched me; Touched the very heart of me in a tender caress against my lips and clit. Wet and supply did it met my own juicy center. I bit down on my lips as I felt the rising hiss of breath taken in surprise by the touches warmth and pleasure. Then the adrenaline hit my body in one quick jolt like an oncoming semi and ran me over.

Heat flared in muscles tensed for fight or flight….but I could do neither and the touch stopped, my eyes seeing nothing…deceiving me. It was as if the spirit of the prophet had intimately touched me with his own tongue. The touch lingering…the adrenaline turning the heat in my body to desire…to passion. Once more I felt the vibration in my ass, but now…now it felt desirable with the aftereffects of that lingering touch still upon my mind.

Shaking my head as if it would help clear it I looked once more between my quivering knees and saw nothing. I was going crazy…one moment hating the touches of a man, then imagining them and wanting them when nothing was here in this room with me….

“Going Crazy” I whispered as if to reassure myself that I actually was alive and well.

I had open the door when she had whispered “Going Crazy” I grinned at that knowing what she had meant and the conflicted raging within her was just as amusing. “Sorry I was out so long I expect you received your surprised then?” I chuckled at her knowing what her reaction would be as the butt plug continued to twist and vibrate even more vigorously then before.

I remove the cloths pen from her nipples and the one on her labia and the top of her hooded clit, the blood rushing back to those areas, making it tingle like tiny pins. I flick at her sweet clit with my indexed finger, not to hard but enough to making the tingling more intense then before. “So do you like that thing in your ass? Would you like it as a present so you can have it in you any time you like?” I ask her and place my mouth on her nipple and suck and tease the nub with my tongue.

I caress her freshly shaven mound as my finger slowly glide to her lovely wet slit, my finger tracing her outer labia. I spread them open with my thumb and middle finger, thrusting my index finger in and out gliding on the top of her love hole always rubbing against her nub. I smile at her “You seem to like that very much, would you like something larger then my finger in you?” I ask her sweetly.

“Fuck you” injecting all the vehemence I could into the words. Lyrics form some long forgotten song about being on some crazy train and the name ozzie kept intruding on my thoughts of hate and anger. I loathed him…loathed what he could do to me. I would not beg, not after telling him no and having him do this to me, but damn my body was being uncooperative. He knew it too sure as day comes each morning. The way he played his tongue upon my flesh, teasing my pussy and my breasts. I had to take back what was mine to give

“And take that thing our of my ass and let me ….” My voice caught in the back of my throat as his fingers found me. Found the wet and swollen lips and traced them ever downwards to the waiting hole. I could feel his finger spread me as he gently inserted it into my warmth. I used every trick in the book to lay their and calmly take it while my body screamed to pump itself against his hand. Sweat broke out on my forehead as I concentrated and only made it worse by not moving, by not accepting what was happening out of stupid pride.

But pride was one thing daddy had taught his little girl. A lesson she had learned all too well, so even as he made my body burn with desire with his hand fucking I did not move, only cursing him under my breath till I had mustered just a modicum of control, enough to answer him.

“Yes…a camel might be a real treat after your performance so far. “ The venom dripped from my words as I hoped to rupture his own precious male ego and cast its jagged pieces into the trash that littered the shelves of this room. Fuck him…..oh fuck no…..

I smiled at her as she cursed me using her own pride to fuel on her conviction of her insult, I had thought of breaking her pride as well, but finding a most memorable angle would be difficult since human pride had always eluded me but was such a fascinating element of the human psyche.

She had requested the butt plug to be removed, my tongue still tracing her nipple as she had asked that I nipped the fleshy nub slightly and stood up looking down at her my finger still pumping that wet pussy of hers as I could see her body was enjoying the pleasure of my finger, each inward thrust always hitting the soft nub sending waves of euphoric pleasures throw her body driving her closer to orgasm but my ability preventing her to release that most wanted desire her body so wishes.

I smile at where she had left off that word. “And let you what? Let you cum? Let you have my cock inside that wet hole of yours? Or let you have a new toy in your butt?” I ask these questions looking for her facial hints but also listening to her mind at the same time. My hand resting on her breast and it rubs the harden nub teasing it between my fingers.

Her new insult would have devastated most men of her kind but I wasn’t her kind or most men I only smiled at her gently, my fingers still working there magic on both areas of her body to being her closer yet unable to release. “Aww such mean words from such a beautiful woman, if it’s a camel that you desire, im sure I could find one around some where, personally I was never into that kind of stuff in the porn business. But if that’s what you desire I could film it for you and maybe send a copy to your father, im sure he would be excited about that and perhaps request to join in on a future porn movie you like to make?” I tell her.

I say under my breath for her to hear “Hmm where did I see that camel at any way?” the hand on her breast leaves to pull the plug from her ass, as I pull it to where she could see it the spikes shoot out. “Aww I should have left it in there longer, you would of been so pleased if it did.” I told her and smirked.

The thought of doing a camel was almost too much. I suppose some people got into that kind of thing, but a small measure of comfort could be had by the fact he didn’t and therefore I would not be subject to it. Somehow I did not doubt that if a camel could be found this fiend could find one and would have if he got his rocks off on that sort of thing.

The thought of adding my father to the mix having just had a wild hallucination of just that thing not too long ago was enough to make me want to empty the meager contents of my stomach all over us both. I gagged in response…then stifled the desire to defecate wondering how this bigot could always find the things that could turn me off in an instance. It was almost as if he was enjoying playing with me much like a toddler plays with a light switch…on one moment..off the next, over and over again.

No sooner than the whole camel thing had played out in my mind did he remove the vibrator from my ass with a tug and a twist. Relief flooded my body as it came free, only to have to stifle a small scream as I involuntarily twitched backwards and away form that awful device when the spikes suddenly appeared.

I did not like the smirk he wore so smugly upon his face. I wanted to wipe it off and let him grimace a little. Psychopaths were definitely off my to do list from this point on out.

I grinned at seeing her thoughts of the camel and the fact she now has one less thing on her ‘To Do List’ but she still will have the pleasure of the so called Psychopaths though I would never boast of such thing, if she only knew the real reason of me and this island I was sure she would change her out look on things at this school, if you would call it a school.

I could tell that the fact she was getting frustrated because she was so close to feeling complete bliss but always denied the final release, but always at that edge. “So what else should we do? You seem very capable at not cumming, bet all the boys at your old school was disappointed about that or where they more interested in pleasing them selves?” I asked her wondering if she would speak the truth about her sexual past.

I walk over to a table with various tools of sex items most partly covered my hand hovering over on that the handle is poking out from the red velvet cloth, it looks like the handle of a sword. Looking over my shoulder at her I say “How would you like to have this play with you?” I ask taking hold of the handle. I quickly pull it out and if a sword look like that in battle one would laugh for it was flexible and looked like a rod of balls the larger sized ball at the base and the smaller on at the tip in truth it looked like anal beads on a sword hilt.

I smile at you, “Well we can use this or you can pick from curtain number two over there.” I pont to a veiled off box about 6inches by 6inches by 6inches looking box. “Im not sure if you would be ready for that just yet but you seem very strong willed so would you like to try behind curtain number two, but either way you get this or that, so you choose.” I tell her giving her a warm smile, I had figured the smile would cause some sort of reaction.

I thought better than to answer the second question, for no doubt looking at his display of balls and the box I would not appreciate either selection. If I could keep his mind off me I might just have a chance to be out of here and away from the madman leering at me like the demented soul he was.

“Boys…I can tell you about boys. Most teenage boys have lots of energy but no experience in how to best use it. Jocks can be the best or worst it all depends. Some have to be the best and so do something to learn what their partner might like. Like Marty, he was a champ on the field and off the field in the back of his dads Mercedes. That boy could lick pussy like no tomorrow. Made me not only cum…but did so a half dozen times before he ever worked his cock in and then…talk about stirring the pot. I was so hot and turned on that all that flesh pounding up in me had me cum a couple more times almost like it was one hot continuous orgasm. That was what made me realize I liked fucking and I really wanted to be a porn star to get that kind of fucking on a regular basis. I envied his girlfriend…. Damn he was good. So sorry you don’t hold a candle to that boy. “

Let him eat crow….or camel….whatever.

As she was talking and I found she refused to choose between the box and anal bead sword I decided to tease her butt with the point of the bead sword, I slowly insert the beads in her ass she had finished talking about this Marty sounding like she would have made him her boy friend if her father was more liberal at letting her have those kind of relationships. “So what would you say if I had him flown in for a day? Would you fancy that, maybe we could film you and him doing the wild thing perhaps his girl friend would join in and you all could have a threesome.” I tell her with a straight face noting her reactions and what would come from this.

I smile at the part where she told me I don’t hold a candle to him, in truth I was better at this then he was, she was only trying to goat me into letting her have what she so desired which was what will break her in the end, I had plenty of time but I did think of using Vera as part of my plan to break her sprits, her being horny wasn’t the problem from my understanding of this case, it was her desire not t submit or be subservient to any one, her wilfulness needed the breaking nothing more then that.

Cala was proving to be very wilful though her weakness of pleasure could help break that undesirable streak in her if I continued to torment her at being close to the edge of orgasm, so far I would guess I kept her in the halfway point of pleasure. I pushed the anal bead sword just a little deeper and started to rotate my wrist to being her pleasure in that area of her body.