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now. Master moved into our room with us, taking turns with Coop and me
sitting with Mark so he wasn t alone.
Early in the morning of the estimated drop day, I was sitting with him
when he let out a pained moan. He hadn t been attached to the frame,
willingly laying there and not moving, unable to walk under his own power.
I was getting close to that point, forcing myself to move sometimes despite
not wanting to, determined I wouldn t let what happened to me prevent me
from taking care of Mark. Poor Coop, however, didn t have that kind of
stamina. He happily lay there and enjoyed the near-constant bliss, his
fantasies made real.
I forced myself up to my knees and kissed Mark s sweaty brow.  You
dropping?
He nodded. I called for Master, who awoke immediately and crossed the
room to check on him. He fetched Qhan, and we connected Mark s wrists
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and ankles to the frame as Coop dragged himself across the room before
flopping down on the pillows by the frame in a quivering puddle. He didn t
even have the strength to plug himself into the milker.
I smiled and reached over and hooked him up, earning me a happy moan
of thanks.
I focused on Mark, rubbing his back, massaging his balls, helping
Master and Qhan soothe him. Only a few hours later, he let out one last cry
and out popped his egg.
Coop s eyes widened.  Holy fuck! That s huge! Apparently it didn t
scare him though, because his eyes rolled back in his head as another series
of orgasms rendered him nearly senseless.
Mark managed an exhausted laugh as I released his hands and nuzzled
his forehead.  I love you.
 Love you too, baby. Give me a few hours to catch my breath and I ll
take care of you again.
My heart swelled. He did see himself as my protector, a role I was
happy for him to fulfill.  And Coop.
He nodded.  And Coop. He sighed.  Although Coop doesn t seem to
be in any discomfort.
I looked down at Coop, where trying to roll onto his side had triggered
another series of disabling climaxes. I suspected he frequently moved just to
experience the sensation. I didn t want to laugh because I knew what that d
do to me.  No, Coop seems to be a happy camper.
Coop just laid there and moaned.
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Chapter Fifteen
Despite his nearly debilitating orgasms, Coop still felt envious of Mark
getting fucked by Master. He d lay there in bed and happily moan as he
watched Mark taking what neither of us could have yet.
 Promise me, Coop croaked,  that he ll do that to me, too!
I managed a half-hearted laugh.  Yeah. He will.
During one visit our vet just shook his head as he teased Master about
his newest pet. I liked to lay with my head in Mark s lap as he stroked my
hair. Moving under my own power was now totally out of the question.
 What? I asked.
Mark kissed me.  He said Master might find he ll have to stock up on
the medicine that triggers his cycle because he suspects Coop will only be
happy if he s carrying an egg.
Coop, docile and lying on his side, simply gave us a thumbs-up in reply.
Mark laughed, and so did I, which triggered another round of orgasms.
I broke down and asked to be moved to the frame. Coop couldn t do
anything but lie on the bed in our room, breathe, and orgasm. He was
helpless.
Happy, but helpless.
Mark did the stretching for me, talking to me, constantly touching me,
making sure I knew I wasn t alone. Master would sit up at night with me
while Mark spent all day at my side.
Late one morning, I felt that first cramp and almost sobbed in relief that
my ordeal would soon end. With Mark holding my hands and Master and
the vet there, I was shocked when only a few hours later I was told to push,
and after an immense pleasure-pain of stretching, I felt relief.
I gasped.  What happened? Scared because I didn t feel pain anymore,
I worried something horrible had happened.
Mark laughed and kissed me.  It s over, babe. You re done.
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 It s out? I couldn t believe it, especially after the physical agony of
the first one and the mental agony of this one.
He released my hands and rained kisses over my face.  You re done,
baby. It s over. All over. All gone.
I sobbed, relieved, happy. Mark had to reassure Master I was okay.
Once they finished cleaning me up, he carried me to his bedroom and lay
with me while Mark helped Qhan move a quivering Coop to the frame.
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