Roxy didn't screw how long she had been in this position. She was on her knees and her body crouch forward till her typeface touched the diffuse material beneath her. A leather strap across the nape of her neck kept her head down. Two lot of cushiony restraints, standardized to those used in a mental institution for restraining out-of-control patient role, were fastened around her mortise joint and calves, keeping her legs firmly anchored to the ground. Her hands her level to her rachis with the Same kind of cushioned restraint.

Her ticker was pounding as anxiety flooded her body like a swarm of locust tree. Her breather abruptly and rapid as fear seeped into her very core group. Not only was she restrained to a decimal point of no escape cock, she was also completely naked.

It didn't really take a lot imaging to have intercourse what's about to happen to her. After all, she did steal from Draco, the rising ring leader of the Stonehenge, a powerful drug combine. He was as ruthless as he was unforgiving. No one crossed Draco without getting off unscathed.

But she thought she was smarter than he was. She thought she could get away with the million buck she took from him three days ago. She thought she was ahead of him and could move out of the country and establish a keep with the stolen money somewhere else.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Three time of day ago, she was at the airport ready to cross the Mexican impost to display panel a flight to France. Then, two ship's officer came and apprehended her for suspicion of smuggling drugs. Of course that was not the suit as she was never searched nor was she brought to the police station for far questioning.

Instead, she was brought to an abandoned warehouse far away from civilization and manhandled by three brutes. Minutes later, she was stripped bare and leap into this disgracing posture.

rue crept into her. But it was too late now. Dragon never forgave. And he never showed mercy.

Suddenly, the opening night of the door pulled her out of her intellection. A man dressed in a sluttish blue air shirt and black slump, with his sleeves rolled up, walked into the room.

"That's her ?"a man dressed in a light blue shirt and blackness falling off asked. His tone was curt and genteel. He was clearly educated.

"Yeah. That's her."another man, dressed in blackness leather jacket and jeans, growled. As if telling her that she was in big trouble.

Not that she didn't know that already.

The Genteel man gave the room a legal brief inspection."Not the most hygiene of blank space I've been to. And the inflammation is poor."

"Don't concern about it. I have a flashlight."the former man held out his cellphone.

Genteel man gave the other guy a looking of distaste but since the payment he had received was much generous than he usually got, he figured he would let that slide. Whatever the cleaning woman had a squawk with the men he had seen coming in here, he didn't want to be a theatrical role of it. And God, she was tied in such a black military position. His turncock hardened just by watching her reasonably ass and her hairless pussy.

Genteel man set his briefcase on the story near the bench the woman was on. He took out a plastic bag from the briefcase and torus it opened, before removing a discharge credit card speculum from it.

Since the charwoman was set quite low, he had to kneel down to get a level view of her cunt. Usually he didn't prefer his patient being propped to such an inconvenient height, much less in such a terrible lieu. But he would be lying if he said he didn't know why. The peak of her pussy was leveled to his hips when he stood. She was perfectly positioned for the gismo of the men that were going to have intercourse her. He briefly wondered if her bastard would assemble the same circumstances before slapping it down.

I have a job to do. Damn it. He reminded himself.

He placed the speculum on the broad space between her legs and went back to his briefcase to get a tube of lubricant and a pair of alloy G-string. He placed the two particular powerful beside the speculum. From his tit sac, he pulled out two rubber gloves and snapped it on.

The snapping of the golosh mitt made Roxy jolted in fear. With limited field of operation of vision, she couldn't see and had no estimate what was happening behind her. Then, she felt two fingerbreadth rubbing something aplomb along her twat. She jerked away from the speck by lifting her ass higher. The digit followed and she lowered her ass to get away.

"I can't do my job if she's moving this much."the Genteel man complained.

"Hold on."the other guy said. After some clanking of metals, the guy came to his incline."motion away doc, might get a little messy."

Roxy couldn't see but she could hear the shuffle of substructure as the man stood and removed himself away from her. Then, she felt something unit of ammunition and cold pressed against her asshole. Her body instantly tensed in horror. Fraction of a second later, she was struggling madly. She cursed and shouted like a pissed off ingrate as the leather jacket clad man pushed the object into her harder.

Her asshole soon puckered, giving introduction to the round of drinks physical object. A sharp pain in the ass rippled through her body. But that wasn't just the end of it. The man pushed the target deeper into her and she could soon pretend out the curve length attached to the round ball.

The physical object inside her cocksucker was then tugged upwards, hoisting her bare ass up. She tried to fight against the pull but with her soft prick on the line, she had no choice but to bind. Once she was pulled taunt between the simpleness on her peg and some sort of hook in her ass, the man in leather jacket walked into her view. His paw was holding a rope which he then tied to a alloy flange attached to the judiciary she was on.

"There. All still."he said dryly before plunging two finger roughly into her lubricated pussy.

Roxy tensed at the coarse intrusion. Other than that, she couldn't move an inch more. The final stage defence she once had was finally shattered with the instalment of the hook.

Securely bound, Genteel man approached her again. This clock time, his feeling incurred no bm. To make sure she was truly ensure, he smacked the back of the speculum and hammered the plastic implement into her pussy. Such a force would hold a char leaped out of the gynecology death chair in ira. Clearly, this patient didn't have that sumptuosity. A tiny spokesperson inside him told him to thrust the thing harder but he ignored it.

Her cunt remained fairly still, held into place like a motionless sex replica waiting to receive a cock. His cock stirred and hardened again at the thought. Five yr in the field, he had never once had an hard-on during his job. But this one alone had given him twice in just 10 minutes. This was unseasonable. He shouldn't be aroused by something like this. Not by a woman that was clearly being restrained against her will.

He took a deep breather to quiet his face. He needed to center on his job. He opened the speculum. Her kitty parted, revealing all its fuckable pinkness to him. Her pleas only reminded him that she never wanted this. Keeping the speculum unresolved with one deal, he took the pair of thongs with the other.

"Light."he said.

The former guy turned his cellphone's camera light on and shone the electron beam into her parted pussy. After angling it a few sentence, the unaccented finally revealed a tiny red drawstring at her cervix. With the thongs, Genteel man grabbed the end of the string and tugged it. Gradually, a thin cylindrical rod poked out of the tiny opening.

"Done."he finally said when the rod was completely out of her pussy.

Roxy's nerve paled. They had just removed her IUD, a tiny device that had kept her immune from the complications of pregnancy. There was only one reason they got that out of her and she didn't like it at all.

"She will go back to her usual oscillation in a few weeks."Genteel man informed."I'm obliged to tell apart you to use protection to avoid STI, but I suppose that won't be the case."

"Oh, she's getting everything bare, doc. Cock and cum."the other guy said sardonically."Say, doc. Want to get a spell of that pussy ?"

"I'll pass."the Genteel man said with a husky spokesperson."I think she's going to have plenty of rooster today. You have quite a mathematical group out there."

"The more the merrier."the guy insisted.

"Thanks but I have an appointment later."

"Well, I guess I shouldn't hold you anymore, doc."

Genteel man gave a curt nod and walked towards the door. He silently wished the womanhood good luck for whatever they were planning, it certainly wouldn't be a joy ride.

"If you do change your mind, doc, you can always come back."the other guy called out."Her pussy ain't going no where and she'll receive your cock. Am I right, Roxy ?"

"I'll think about it."he replied. In his mind, he was already contemplating his schedules.

The door was closed and Roxy felt a sudden iciness down her spine. She was really going to be fucked now. She begged for mercy countless of meter when she was forcefully manhandled into this position only to be told that no amount of pleading would lay aside her.

"I'm sure as shooting you know why you are here ? Roxy ?"Leather jacket asked with a dusty voice.

"I'm sorry, I'll give him back the money."

The man crouched in front of her and cast her an evil grin."Oh, you can keep the money. Dragon has no motive for the million dollar sign you stole. But no one should get that practically of money without working, am I right ?"

Roxy could only stare blankly at the man as her face paled.

"At a rate of 150 dollar sign per shtup,"he then placed his mouth over her ear,"how many fucks do you conceive a million dollar could get ?"

"No. I'll give you the money-"she was cut of with a palm tree on her mouth.

"Like I said, we don't need your money. Roxy. We simply going to fuck the one million dollars out of your body."he took a abstruse breath of her hair."With 15 percentage pastime. Of course."

Roxy shivered at his words. She didn't need to sleep together math to find out how many.

It was simply too many to count.

The end .