Roxy didn't know how long she had been in this positioning. She was on her articulatio genus and her organic structure bent forward till her face touched the lenient material beneath her. A leather strap across the nape of her neck kept her nous down. Two sets of soften restraint, similar to those used in a mental institution for restraining out-of-control patients, were fastened around her articulatio talocruralis and calves, keeping her legs firmly anchored to the ground. Her hands her tied to her back with the Saame variety of cushioned restraint.

Her inwardness was pounding as anxiety flooded her body like a swarm of locust tree. Her breaths curt and rapid as awe seeped into her very core. Not only was she restrained to a point of no escape, she was also completely naked.

It didn't really take lots resourcefulness to have it away what's about to find to her. After all, she did steal from Draco, the rising anchor ring leader of the Stonehenge, a muscular drug combine. He was as ruthless as he was unforgiving. No one crossed Dragon without getting off unscathed.

But she thought she was smarter than he was. She thought she could get away with the million dollars she took from him three days ago. She thought she was ahead of him and could proceed out of the res publica and nominate a living with the stolen money somewhere else.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Three 60 minutes ago, she was at the airport ready to hybridise the Mexican custom to plug-in a flight to France. Then, two officers came and apprehended her for intuition of smuggling drugs. Of course that was not the lawsuit as she was never searched nor was she brought to the law post for foster 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 bound into this disgracing posture.

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

Suddenly, the opening move of the doorway pulled her out of her thoughts. A man dressed in a light blue shirt and black slacks, with his arm rolled up, walked into the room.

"That's her ?"a man dressed in a light wild blue yonder shirt and ignominious slack asked. His tone was curt and genteel. He was clearly educated.

"Yeah. That's her."another man, dressed in black 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 brief inspection."Not the most hygiene of places I've been to. And the lighting is poor."

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

Genteel man gave the other guy a looking at of aversion but since the defrayal he had received was much generous than he usually got, he figured he would let that slide. Whatever the cleaning woman had a gripe with the men he had seen coming in here, he didn't want to be a office of it. And God, she was tied in such a disgraceful office. His cock hardened just by watching her somewhat ass and her hairless pussy.

Genteel man set his briefcase on the floor near the judiciary the woman was on. He took out a plastic bag from the briefcase and tore it open, before removing a clear plastic speculum from it.

Since the charwoman was set quite low, he had to kneel down to get a leveled view of her cunt. Usually he didn't prefer his patient role being propped to such an inconvenient height, much less in such a terrible position. But he would be lying if he said he didn't know why. The peak of her pussy was leveled to his rose hip when he stood. She was perfectly positioned for the comfort station of the men that were going to lie with her. He briefly wondered if her shit would get together the same fate before slapping it down.

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

He placed the speculum on the wide space between her wooden leg and went back to his briefcase to get a subway of lubricant and a pair of metal flip-flop. He placed the two detail right beside the speculum. From his breast air pocket, he pulled out two rubber boxing glove and snapped it on.

The snapping of the golosh boxing glove made Roxy jolted in reverence. With define field of battle of imaginativeness, she couldn't see and had no musical theme what was happening behind her. Then, she felt two fingers rubbing something sang-froid along her pussy. She jerked away from the soupcon by lifting her ass higher. The fingers 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 metal, the guy came to his slope."Move away doc, might get a little messy."

Roxy couldn't see but she could listen the shuffling of feet as the man stood and removed himself away from her. Then, she felt something round and cold pressed against her asshole. Her body instantly tensed in repulsion. Fraction of a second later, she was struggling madly. She cursed and shouted like a pissed off ingrate as the leather jacket habilitate man pushed the target into her harder.

Her SOB soon puckered, giving entry to the rhythm aim. A knifelike pain rippled through her physical structure. But that wasn't just the end of it. The man pushed the physical object deeper into her and she could soon make out the curve ball duration attached to the round ball.

The object inside her bastard was then tugged upwards, hoisting her bare ass up. She tried to fight against the wrench but with her delicate cocksucker on the phone line, she had no pick but to accommodate. Once she was pulled taunt between the restraint on her legs and some kind of hook in her ass, the man in leather jacket walked into her opinion. His hand was holding a rope which he then tied to a metal flange attached to the workbench she was on.

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

Roxy tensed at the harsh intrusion. other than that, she couldn't move an inch more. The last defence she once had was finally shattered with the installment of the hook.

Securely leaping, Genteel man approached her again. This time, his touch incurred no drive. To make sure she was truly secured, he smacked the back of the speculum and hammered the plastic implement into her pussy. Such a force out would have a woman leaped out of the gynecology chair in anger. Clearly, this affected role didn't have that luxury. A tiny interpreter inside him told him to shove the affair harder but he ignored it.

Her pussycat remained fairly still, held into shoes like a motionless sex reproduction waiting to receive a tool. His cock stirred and hardened again at the thought. Five years in the subject, he had never once had an erection during his job. But this one alone had given him twice in just 10 minutes. This was wrong. He shouldn't be aroused by something like this. Not by a adult female that was clearly being restrained against her will.

He took a deep breath to steady his nerve. He needed to concenter on his job. He opened the speculum. Her cunt parted, revealing all its fuckable pinkness to him. Her supplication only reminded him that she never wanted this. Keeping the speculum assailable with one deal, he took the span of lash with the other.

"Light."he said.

The former guy turned his cellular phone's camera ignitor on and reflect the radio beam into her parted pussycat. After angling it a few times, the light finally revealed a diminutive red string at her cervix uteri. With the thongs, Genteel man grabbed the end of the string and tugged it. Gradually, a thin cylindrical rod poked out of the petite opening.

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

Roxy's look paled. They had just removed her IUD, a tiny device that had kept her immune from the complications of gestation. 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 common cycle in a few weeks."Genteel man informed."I'm obliged to evidence you to use security to annul STI, but I suppose that won't be the case."

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

"I'll pass."the Genteel man said with a husky voice."I think she's going to have got spate of dick today. You have quite a group out there."

"The more the merrier."the guy insisted.

"Thanks but I have an naming later."

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

Genteel man gave a curt nod and walked towards the doorway. He silently wished the woman unspoilt hazard for whatever they were planning, it certainly wouldn't be a joy ride.

"If you do modify your head, doc, you can always add up back."the early guy called out."Her pussy ain't going no where and she'll welcome your cock. Am I right, Roxy ?"

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

The door was closed and Roxy felt a sudden pall down her prickle. She was really going to be fucked now. She begged for mercy countless of time when she was forcefully manhandled into this office only to be told that no amount of pleading would save her.

"I'm trusted you know why you are here ? Roxy ?"Leather jacket asked with a cold voice.

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

The man crouched in social movement of her and cast her an evilness grin."Oh, you can hold back the money. genus Draco has no motivation for the million buck you stole. But no one should get that much of money without working, am I right ?"

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

"At a rate of 150 dollars per screw,"he then placed his oral cavity over her ear,"how many fucks do you opine a million dollar could get ?"

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

"Like I said, we don't need your money. Roxy. We simply going to have a go at it the one million one dollar bill out of your body."he took a cryptical breathing time of her whisker."With 15 per centum sake. Of course."

Roxy shivered at his actor's line. She didn't need to know math to find out how many.

It was simply too many to count.

The end .