Zoey blushed when she handed him the thick phallic object and the blush deepened to a vibrant red when he commented on the room smelling like her arousal. She did not know if he could truly smell it or whether he was mocking her but she fidgeted nervously and squeezed her thighs firmly together. She felt so very dirty and bit her lower lip while he locked the shaft in place. It had been only slightly uncomfortable to push it into herself but she had seen how quick and relentless the machine was and it terrified her somewhat. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a few calming breaths. This was just another trial that she would endure for his pleasure and, at least in this case, hers. She had no delusions that this machine was capable of ripping orgasm after orgasm from her. Given the incident in the bath this morning she guessed her body responded to a more... vigorous approach.<br/><br/>She stripped the shirt off as he instructed, using it to wipe the remnants of saliva and semen from her chest and slid the panties down her trembling legs, setting them aside with her soiled shirt. The sweet slave was obedient, slipping up onto the table and positioning herself as she was instructed. She pushed her hips back, whimpering as her lower lips kissed the broad head of the toy. She arched her back a little to keep her breasts off of the surface of the table for his ease of access. She pushed back, feeling the toy stretch her again and soon she was situated. His question made her pause. She knew that he wanted an answer but she had none to give.<span style="color: indigo"> "I do not know about hard or fast Master. I have never done anything like this before. May we please start out slowly and gently and adjust from there? I promise that I will be good and take it harder and faster but I will need to adapt to its girth. And as for length of time, I also do not know. I do not know how long I will last. I apologize Master but I am just being honest...Sh-shall we say one hour, I guess." </span>She knew that she was never going to make an hour be she had a feeling that anything less would not fall in her favour. She was actually surprised that he had not restrained her. She knew that the relentless toy would have her thrashing in no time.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>