You know how hard it is to type some of this stuff while watching Beast Wars? It's creepy. But I don't much care anymore. Megatron is still hot. I have a surprise for you all in a later chapter. It's a site where I got one of my ideas. It's a little graphic, but still good. After I got over some of it, it was okay… poor Megatron. (Cries) And what is Airazor, male, female or shemale?

Inferno came back and couldn't find Samantha anywhere. He looked all around the hot spring but found nothing. Where the hell was she? Then he thought about it. The water. Oh dear Primus. She'd be dead by now. Inferno ran; jumped into the spring and found Samantha in the middle of the pool, face up but still under the water. He pulled her up and checked her pulse. He couldn't find anything. He lifted her to the ledge and tried pressing on her chest to get the water out. Nothing was working.

"Come on Samantha, the royalty would never forgive me if you died. Wake up."

Terrorsaur came up behind some of the bushes. He was trying to get a peak in on Samantha. He had already saw her naked but you couldn't get too much of a good thing. He found inferno on top of Samantha. It didn't look right from his point of view. He saw Samantha's eyes open then realized that she wasn't breathing. He was about to rush out and help when Megatron came strolling in. He didn't even get four feet from Samantha when Inferno ran towards him. He fell at Megatron's feet. Pleading.

"Forgive me royalty! I didn't pay close enough attention to her. It's all my fault."

"Hold on Inferno. What happened? Why are you so flustered?"

Inferno was pouring his heart out, begging for forgiveness. Terrorsaur could care less about the conversation. He just watched Samantha lie there, motionless. He closed his eyes, his little version of a moment of silence. Then he heard movement, probably just Megatron going to get her body. Terrorsaur opened his eyes and saw something that he never thought possible. Samantha was getting up. He nearly screamed. Megatron moved Inferno out of his way so he could take her back home. His jaw dropped. Samantha was standing there like nothing happened. She looked at him.

"What? You've seen me naked before."

Inferno fell to his knees again. "I thought you were dead."

"No. I was never dead. My pulse is just hard to find. I was in a state of suspended animation. It seemed like I was dead. It's my form of meditation. Why did you interrupt? I was snapped out of it by the cold air."

Inferno thought to himself. That couldn't have been right. She had no pulse. She died at that moment. How did she get back? She had to be a witch. (She isn't really but this is Inferno, he thinks Megatron is a girl. Well, not really a girl but a queen.) Samantha went over to Inferno and hugged him. She noticed Megatron, still stupefied. He still wasn't over what had happened a few days earlier.

"Where have you two been staying? Not out here I hope."

"Nope. Out in a cave. It's actually really warm. Wanna see it? Oh wait."

Samantha sat down and started to pull something out of her. Megatron was thinking, what the fuck, right about now. What was she doing? She was having trouble pulling it out whatever it was.

"Need help Samantha? I could um… I could…"
"No Megatron. I'm fine." She tried pulling again. "Okay I need help. It just keeps going back in there."

"What is it?" Inferno was trying to figure out what was going on. Megatron pushed him out of the way.

"I think it's a snake."
Megatron just looked at her. "What would a snake be… never mind. I don't want to know. Is that a python?" He transformed and stood behind her.

"No. It's a corn snake."

"What do I do?"

"Just hold my back for me, so that when I pull it out, I don't fall backwards and it goes back in."

Megatron held her shoulders as she tried to pull this thing out by herself. Terrorsaur watched from the bushes. He wanted to laugh but this was kind of hot.

"It's going back in. I can't get a grip on it. Ah."

It was working its way back inside where it couldn't be reached when Inferno went between her legs, gabbed the reptile by the tail and pulled. Samantha started to shriek and her body tried to lift itself off the ground. Megatron pinned her arms down and tried coaxing her. That wasn't really working. Once Inferno managed to pull the sucker out she calmed down. Megatron exhaled.

"I have enough cold air on me."

"Sorry. I'm just relieved that you're okay." Megatron kissed her forehead. "You still mad at me?"

Samantha looked up at him. "Yes."

Megatron grinned evilly at her then lifted his head and looked at Inferno.

"Inferno, put the snake back in."

"What royalty?"

"Put the snake back inside her."

"Don't Inferno, please. I'm begging here. Please don't."

Inferno didn't want to hurt her but couldn't go back on his leaders order. He started to insert the snake back in.

"Are you going to give into me Samantha?"

"Never."

"Very well. Inferno, place the snake near her opening but don't put it in yet. I want to see her squirm."

"You bastard. I'm going to get you back for this!"

"Hold on Inferno." Megatron looked her in the eye even though he's technically upside down to her. "Just give in Samantha. It would be so much easier."

"So you can molest me again."

That hurt Megatron, even though it was somewhat true. "Put the snake away Inferno. I think she's had enough." Megatron let go of her and started to walk away. Samantha jumped on his back. That caught him off guard. He was going to try and throw her off when she started to whisper in his ear.

"If you really want to Megatron, I'll sleep with you. I've had to sleep with others before."
"I… I know you were a slave Samantha. I know of some of the things that you had to do to survive."

"How did you find out?"

"Through Dinobot."

"That bastard. I was trying to keep it a secret."

"I don't like having secrets between us."

Samantha jumped off. She stood beside him and started walking again.

"You had the secret of wanting me. I can tell. I've been around it enough."

"It's true Samantha. I have to admit it. I just can't seem to lie to you. I do want you. But I wont force you again. I promise."

"So… you want to when we get back?"

"NO! I… I'm sorry Samantha. I've broken your trust once, I will not do it again."

"You never broke my trust. I trust you." She grabbed his hand. He kept on looking straight. She pulled on Megatron's arm. He finally got the hint and looked down at her. She moved towards his ear. "If it makes you feel any better, I'm happy that I'm serving under you. I… I wouldn't mind sleeping with you."

Terrorsaur was following through the bushes. He could hear everything. Inferno came up beside them. Megatron stopped and turned to Inferno.

"Return to the base. I'll be along in a moment."

"But royalty, what if you are attacked?"

"I think I can handle it. I need to have a word alone with Samantha."

She didn't like where this was going. But she did promise herself to him. She followed Megatron down into the jungle. He stopped in front of the cave that Samantha and Inferno were staying at.

"How did you know this is where we stayed?"

"I didn't. I come here sometimes to think, to get away from you all. I didn't mean that in a harsh way towards you Samantha."

"No offense taken."

Megatron took Samantha's hand and lead her inside the cave. He found a blanket laid out on the ground and some books.

"You kept yourself busy I see."

"I had to do something. Inferno wouldn't stop talking to me. I got him interested in one of my books." Samantha looked around through the books. Reading the titles as fast as she could. "This one."

Megatron picked up the book. "The Bride and the Beast. Sounds interesting. Is this one of your weird shows where humans and animals get together and…"

"No. But that's called… (I really know what it's called but I can't spell it and the spell check isn't picking it up) I don't know. I know it's a sin though. I read the human Bible once to get a good idea of the customs and religion. They didn't really make much sense. I think man wrote that book. (Sorry to anyone out there that is religious in anyway. I'm more of an atheist. Keeping my options open) But you never know. Those standing stones looked vaguely familiar though."

"Thank you for the history lesson Samantha. I wanted to talk to you remember. Not have you explain to me about some book from Primus knows when."

"I'm sorry Megatron. I just thought you'd be interested. I have book that you might want to read…"

"No Samantha. No more books."

Samantha put the book under the others and put them back on the blanket. She sat down on the floor and looked up at him. "So Megatron, what is it that you want?"

"I know you've had to… do some things that you weren't proud of, yesss. All of us have those days. When you're, how shall I put this, forced to do things that you don't want to for the sake of others." Megatron was pacing as he spoke. Samantha was surprised at how long he managed to last in robot form. He should have started to short out by now. Guess there was no energon nearby.

"Where are you going with this Megatron? Are you wanting me to do something for you?"

"Yes and no. It's complicated. I want to get back inside the Maximal base but can't unless you're inside. But I don't want to put you back in there."
"So you don't know what you want and need me to do it for you."

"In a way yes."

"I told you already that I'd be willing to do anything for you."

"That's what I'm afraid of."

Samantha stopped rocking on the floor and started paying attention. "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that, something happened between Optimus and I. I want to get back at him but if I were to do that, he'd strike back at you. He knows you're my weakness. He may force you to do something in order to get to me. Do you understand what I'm getting at?"

"Not really. You want me to do something but thinking about not going through with it."

"Sort of. I'm going to get into the base, steal some information, and come back to our base. But if I were to do that, you'd have to stay inside my room at all times for a while after. Is that alright with you?"

"I guess so. But you'd have to entertain me."

"Aren't you entertained enough?"

"These books will only last me for so long Megatron. I need something else to do."

Megatron gave her a weird look. There might have been something else that she was thinking. No. That couldn't have been it. But he decided to ask anyway. "Are you talking about sex?"

"Megatron, I was a sex slave for most of my masters. You'd think I'd be sick of sex by now."

"But you're not are you?"

"Not if I met the right person. It wouldn't be so bad."

They stared at each other for a while, not knowing what to say at that point. Megatron walked over to Samantha and bent down to get to her level. She looked into his eyes, seeing her own reflection. She hated that. She couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Do you really want to go through with this? I mean, you're half naked already. By the way, when did you grab that towel?"

"When you weren't looking. I'm sneaky that way."

Megatron laughed under his breath. She was acting cute. He brushed her hair behind her ears. "If I start to get out of hand, stop me. You can… hit me again if you have too."

"I wouldn't do that. You want me to do anything or should I just lie here?"

"I'm not into necrophilia."

"Well what can I do? You don't wear clothes. I can't do anything."
Megatron lifted her up and whispered into her ear. "Then let me handle everything."

Megatron was trying to make Samantha feel as comfortable as possible. He placed her back on the unfolded blanket. He tried to get her to open up but she just wouldn't.

"I can't do anything if you don't open your legs."

"This just doesn't feel right to me."
"Then what would you suggest?"

"Maybe… I could just pleasure you instead. I already got my happy off of a snake."

"I love how you word things, yesss. All right then, anything you want me to do or shall I just sit here?"
"Sit there. It makes it easier for me."

Megatron leaned against the cave wall. He was deciding to make this hard for her. "So how do you think you're going to get me to come out?"

"I thought you would do it for me without question."

"No Samantha. You have to show me the technique you used on the others."

"That's not fair."

"Life usually isn't. So are you going to or not?"

Samantha started to whine. Megatron was being evil again. She always hated when he did that. But she decided to play along. She didn't know which state to use him in so she decided it should be like a royal treatment. (Ironic isn't it. Inferno is the first thing that comes to mind) She placed herself on top of him. He just sat there. He had no expression on his face but inside he was more content now then he ever was. She put her arms around his neck and proceeded to stick her tongue down his throat.

"My god. I really should be taping this, and why not? I've got a build in memory program." Terrorsaur started to watch and tape. He started to feel hot. "I hope I don't end up jerking myself." He probably will.

Samantha was starting to cry. Megatron removed her towel. She got a chill. Megatron had placed his hand underneath her. She could feel him trying to find his way inside, and having difficulty. She grabbed his hand and placed it near her opening.

"I could have done that you know."

Samantha just looked at him. He had turned a brighter shade of purple. She could tell he was blushing. That or the heat of the situation was causing his body to react without him. She slowly pressed herself down on his index and middle fingers. Even that was too much. He was still a fair size bigger than she was. She got off and pulled him down. He looked up at the ceiling. Samantha poked him between the legs.

"That's not working. I'm not ready to come out yet."

"You're just holding back. Bring it out."

"No."

Samantha sighed. "Please."

"Only if we get to sixty-nine each other."

"Sixty-nine?" Samantha thought about it. She had heard that phrase before. Her eyes widened for a moment then she glared at him. "You evil son of a…"

"Come on Samantha, you must have done that before, yesss."

"Not yet."

"Then now is a good time to try."

Samantha gave in. She sat on his chest and faced the other way. Megatron put his hand on the back of her head and started to lower her.

"Can you close your eyes?"

"Trying to be a tyrant to me to?"

"No I'm not."

"Could be worse. I could have called you a tranny."

Megatron didn't say anything. Samantha turned her head to look at him. He pulled himself out while she wasn't looking. When he had lulled her into a false sense of security, he turned her head and forced her down. She was shocked at his grabbing her that her mouth was open when she went falling down. Samantha tried to pull her head up but Megatron pushed down on her head. She didn't even really have much of him inside her mouth, just the tip. She started to move on her own. Megatron removed his hand and placed it somewhere that it would benefit him most.

Terrorsaur was watching the whole time even though much hasn't happened it was still pretty hot. Terrorsaur couldn't move otherwise the recording wouldn't catch all the good stuff. But he still managed to find time to play with himself. He tried so hard not to cry out. He would be spotted. He grit his teeth. It wouldn't take long before he came.

Megatron had stuck his tongue inside of Samantha. She was already starting to juice. He didn't use his fingers again for a while. He just did the best he could with his tongue. He got the bulk of it inside. Samantha tried to suck on him but it was getting too out of hand. He knew what he was doing. Samantha pulled herself up.

"You seem to know a lot about this. You had a girlfriend before?"

"No. Learning as I go."

"Then why haven't you used the fingers again?"

"I figured that I shouldn't give you more than you can handle. My tongue is the smallest thing I can use right now, then my fingers, then my cock. As you can imagine, you're having problems just getting passed the head of it. I don't want to rip you open."

"You say that after my jaw feels like it's going to fall off."

Samantha gave her jaw a break and just started to lick. Megatron got an evil grin starting to spread across his face. He placed one finger in. Samantha's upper body flew up.

"See what I mean Samantha."

He continued to try and make her happy. It was hard. Samantha was moving a lot faster. He could feel the pressure build up. He didn't want to rush her but couldn't help it. He inserted both fingers once more and still used his tongue to increase her flow. She had to lift her head to cry out. She moved her hand to still pleasure him. She couldn't stop herself from panting. Megatron couldn't take much more of this. His eyes were turning a deeper red. It's like his beast mode was trying to take over. If only he had this chance when they were still on Cybertron. He had two hands then. It was difficult working with just one. (I hate trying to compromise with that one hand. It's pissing me off) Samantha went back to sucking. Megatron could no longer play with her. He laid back and let her finish.

"Samantha… try to… turn to the…"

Megatron grabbed her head and forced her to deep throat him. Samantha got the idea. She began force him further into herself. It was painful but she still did it for him. Megatron started to bite his bottom lip. He kept his right arm on the floor so he would get any more teeth marks on her again. His left arm was going towards her head then was forced to the floor. His mouth was slightly open. He was panting but you couldn't quite hear it. He was so far past ecstasy. He was having problems remembering his own name let alone hers. He was climaxing. This was it he was about to burst. His eyes widened.

"No!"

Megatron grabbed Samantha and pulled her away. He ended up spilling himself over the cave floor.

"Why did you pull me away? I could have handled it."

"It's toxic to you. I didn't want you to choke."

Samantha didn't quite understand what he was talking about but listened to him anyway. She wiped some of the gunk off of her face. Megatron grabbed her hips and placed her face first into the ground. He lifted her up and positioned himself. He stuck his fingers inside to get some of her cream on his hand then rubbed it onto his length. Then stuck his tip in to get her used to it. Her legs started to shake.

"Ah."

She kept making little noises like that. She clutched the blanket that was in front of her. Megatron bent her over further and pressed his chest to her back. She practically screamed and gasped.

"Seems I found your sensitive spot, yesss. How many others have had the pleasure of doing so?"

"None. They were too busy using me to pleasure themselves, that not one ever bent me far enough."

Megatron pressed himself in deeper. She could feel the front of his thighs on the back of hers. She started to moan again. He was getting ready to pick up the pace when he developed pain in his abdomen. He pulled himself out quicker than he put it in. Samantha finished her panting and got up.

"What's wrong Megatron? Was it something I did?"

Samantha tried to place her hand on his chest but he flung her hand away.

"Stay away from me."

Samantha backed away. Megatron held his stomach. Why did it have to happen now? He felt something go over him. He refocused and found Samantha covering him with the blanket. He grabbed her and placed her between his legs. Samantha turned red.

"You… you still want to go?"

"No. I can't. Something's wrong with me."

"So it wasn't me?"

"No. You were great. You did nothing wrong."

Megatron stroked her hair, placed a kiss on her temple and leaned back. This was going to get more interesting from now on.

Terrorsaur had shut his recording system off. It was too much for him. He couldn't watch any longer. He was leaning against a nearby tree and mastering "Pac-Man". (I know what that means. For the longest time I didn't but I do now) He was thinking about getting Samantha alone in her room and getting in on some of that action. He was starting to tug really hard now, and much faster. He grit his teeth and sucked in air so fast it sounded like a hiss. His head fell backwards. He was gasping for air. His eyes were shut tight then suddenly opened once he reached his climax. The last thing he saw was the sky. He passed out under that tree. It was a good thing he was well hidden. If you weren't looking for him, you wouldn't have found him.

(Please review. I'm running out of spirit)