Marcy was awakened by something hard being slapped against her cheeks. She opened her eyes and wished she hadn't. Villiers was straddling her, beating at her cheeks with his blood-streaked, gooey prick.

"Ah, the little whore is waking up, brought back to the land of the living by the cock she loves!"

The gag was gone from her mouth, and Marcy cried out as she tried to move. "Ouch! Oh, it hurts it hurts!"

"This will make it feel better," Dirk Villiers said, shoving the shaft of his cock between her lips. "There is your pacifier. Suck on that for a while."

Despite the fact that it was covered with her own blood, and she hated to think what else, Marcy opened her mouth obediently and began licking and sucking the meaty flesh.

"Later, my dear, I will permit you to achieve the total degradation you seek by letting you apply that active tongue to my asshole in another fascinating experiment," Dr. Villiers said. "You'll like that, won't you, X-999?"

Marcy nodded, not because of any desire to do what he suggested, but because she couldn't help herself. Apparently she couldn't help wanting anything this man said she was to do. She didn't know why, but she thought perhaps it had something to do with his utter lack of human feeling. His cold ruthlessness made him totally unlike other men she had known, men who had desired her madly, and whom she had spurned with her cold, unyielding chastity.

"On second thought, it might be best if I sent you away," he said, while she licked his cock with avid lips and tongue. "We have achieved nothing together scientifically. I was so engrossed in my exploration of what a degraded creature you are, that I neglected to make the necessary observations."

"Oh, please don't send me away – please!" Marcy begged, knowing she didn't ever want to give up the marvelous sense of lustful degradation he aroused in her. "Can't you make your observations now, while I'm sucking you?"