Roxy didn't know how long she had been in this stead. She was on her knees and her trunk bent grass forward till her facial expression touched the soft material beneath her. A leather strap across the nape of her neck kept her header down. Two sets of cushioned restraints, interchangeable to those used in a genial institution for restraining out-of-control patient, were fastened around her ankle and calves, keeping her branch firmly anchored to the footing. Her hands her tied to her back with the Sami kind of cushioned restraint.

Her substance was pounding as anxiety flooded her body like a swarm of locust. Her breaths short and rapid as fear 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 imagination to know what's about to happen to her. After all, she did slip from Draco, the rising gang loss leader of the Stonehenge, a powerful drug cartel. He was as ruthless as he was unforgiving. No one crossed genus Draco 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 move out of the country and make a living with the stolen money somewhere else.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Three hour ago, she was at the drome ready to cross the Mexican custom to plank a trajectory to France. Then, two officeholder came and apprehended her for suspicion of smuggling drugs. Of course of instruction that was not the guinea pig as she was never searched nor was she brought to the police station for further questioning.

Instead, she was brought to an abandoned storage warehouse far away from civilization and manhandled by three creature. transactions later, she was stripped bare and bound into this disgracing posture.

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

Suddenly, the opening of the door pulled her out of her persuasion. A man dressed in a visible light blue shirt and black slacks, with his sleeves rolled up, walked into the room.

"That's her ?"a man dressed in a Inner Light blue shirt and bootleg slack asked. His tone was curt and genteel. He was clearly educated.

"Yeah. That's her."another man, dressed in sinister 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 way a brief review."Not the most hygiene of space I've been to. And the firing is poor."

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

Genteel man gave the other guy a look 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 woman had a beef with the men he had seen coming in here, he didn't want to be a part of it. And God, she was tied in such a disgraceful position. His cock hardened just by watching her somewhat ass and her hairless pussy.

Genteel man set his briefcase on the trading floor near the bench the woman was on. He took out a plastic bag from the briefcase and torus it receptive, before removing a net plastic speculum from it.

Since the woman was set quite low, he had to kneel down to get a leveled view of her pussy. Usually he didn't prefer his patient being propped to such an inconvenient height, much less in such a terrible locating. But he would be lying if he said he didn't know why. The elevation of her pussy was leveled to his hips when he stood. She was perfectly positioned for the convenience of the men that were going to eff her. He briefly wondered if her SOB would meet the Lapplander lot before slapping it down.

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

He placed the speculum on the wide space between her branch and went back to his briefcase to get a tube of lube and a pair of alloy thongs. He placed the two token right beside the speculum. From his breast pocket, he pulled out two rubber mitt and snapped it on.

The snapping of the rubber boxing glove made Roxy jolted in fear. With limited field of imagination, she couldn't see and had no idea what was happening behind her. Then, she felt two digit rubbing something poise along her kitty. She jerked away from the contact by lifting her ass higher. The finger's breadth 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 face."Move away doc, might get a trivial messy."

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

Her mother fucker soon puckered, giving entry to the round target. A sharp painfulness rippled through her body. But that wasn't just the end of it. The man pushed the object deeper into her and she could soon make out the curve length attached to the round ball.

The target inside her asshole was then tugged upwards, hoisting her bare ass up. She tried to fight against the wrench but with her delicate motherfucker on the line of work, she had no alternative but to obliged. Once she was pulled twit between the restraint on her legs and some sort of hooking in her ass, the man in leather jacket walked into her sight. His paw was holding a rope which he then tied to a metal flange attached to the bench 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 bound, Genteel man approached her again. This metre, his touch incurred no movement. To make sure she was truly secured, he smacked the spine of the speculum and hammered the plastic implement into her pussy. Such a force would feature a char leaped out of the gynecology chair in anger. Clearly, this patient didn't have that lavishness. A tiny voice inside him told him to stuff the affair harder but he ignored it.

Her pussy remained fairly still, held into place like a motionless sex replica waiting to find a cock. His cock stirred and hardened again at the intellection. Five years in the airfield, he had never once had an erection during his job. But this one alone had given him twice in just 10 minutes. This was haywire. 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 breathing place to tranquillize his cheek. He needed to focus on his job. He opened the speculum. Her pussy parted, revealing all its fuckable pinkness to him. Her pleas only reminded him that she never wanted this. Keeping the speculum open air with one hand, he took the couplet of thong with the other.

"Light."he said.

The other guy turned his cellphone's camera light on and smooth the beam of light into her divide puss. After angling it a few times, the sparkle finally revealed a tiny red drawing string at her uterine cervix. With the thongs, Genteel man grabbed the end of the strand 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 face paled. They had just removed her IUD, a bantam device that had kept her immune from the complications of gestation. There was only one cause they got that out of her and she didn't like it at all.

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

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

"I'll pass."the Genteel man said with a husky representative."I think she's going to have sight of tool today. You have quite a group out there."

"The more the merrier."the guy insisted.

"Thanks but I have an appointment later."

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

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

"If you do alter your mind, doc, you can always total back."the former guy called out."Her twat 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 doorway was closed and Roxy felt a sudden gelidity down her spine. She was really going to be fucked now. She begged for mercy countless of multiplication when she was forcefully manhandled into this position only to be told that no total of pleading would save her.

"I'm sure you know why you are here ? Roxy ?"Leather jacket crown asked with a moth-eaten voice.

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

The man crouched in front of her and put her an evil smiling."Oh, you can keep the money. Draco has no need 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 charge per unit of 150 dollars per piece of tail,"he then placed his mouth over her ear,"how many fucks do you imagine a million dollar bill 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 fuck the one million dollars out of your body."he took a deep hint of her haircloth."With 15 percent interest. Of course."

Roxy shivered at his words. She didn't need to make love math to bump out how many.

It was simply too many to count.

The end .