You have a visitor

Your eyes open slowly, and it takes a few seconds for your mind to catch up. Your body aches, you are lying flat on the cold floor. The nurses office, of course. It started coming back to you. You try to lift your head and feel a slight resistance as you break free of the cum that had been sticking your face to the floor. You feel your balls spasm and you drop back down with a moan. The dildo was still there, doing its job in your loose, abused hole. Your entire body feels so weak, you don't have the strength to sit up, but finally your eyes came to focus on the figure sitting on the bed before you.

Miss Locke looks down at you, a mix of disappointment and disgust. "I really didn't expect you'd be able to contain yourself, but I had hoped you would have had a little more dignity about submitted to your urges." she says coldly. "I see you've been enjoying my toy. You should have seen the look on your face when I turned it on. Priceless." She gets up and stands close, towering over your quivering body. "Of course, I have no use for a **** who can't behave and besides, you seem content enough here. So I think I'll leave your to get fucked until you muster up the strength to stop it, or until the batteries run out." She crouches down and speaks into your ear. The sweet smell of her perfume and the heat of her breath sending you wild with arousal. As she says "and they can last a very...very long time" you gasp and cum again, your sore asshole clenching around the red vibrator. It feels even better than before, you have no control over your body as every muscle gives in to the orgasm. Your face planting back into the pool of cum, your tongue scraping the floor.

She stands up and laughs at you. As good as it feels, some small part of you that can still think straight knows you need to get out of this predicament. Feebly you beg "Please...turn it off"

She chuckles and replies "and why would I do that?". She plants her heeled boot down upon the dildo and pushes. Pleasure reaching even deeper. Your grunt and go limp again. "Good luck" she calls as she heads to the door. You don't see her leave, but the clicking of the door tells you all you need to know. You're left there, a quivering orgasmic mess. Your body responding to the stimulation it's given as you again start to buck and thrust against the floor in bliss as the dildo fucks you for hours.