Roxy didn't know how long she had been in this position. She was on her knees and her body turn away forward till her face touched the indulgent material beneath her. A leather strap across the scruff of her cervix kept her head down. Two sets of buffer restraints, similar to those used in a mental initiation for restraining out-of-control affected role, were fastened around her ankles and calves, keeping her legs firmly anchored to the ground. Her hands her tied to her book binding with the same kind of cushiony restraint.

Her substance was pounding as anxiousness flooded her body like a swarm of locust. Her breathing spell short and rapid as fear seeped into her very substance. Not only was she restrained to a power point of no escape, she was also completely naked.

It didn't really take a great deal imaginativeness to have sex what's about to bechance to her. After all, she did steal from Dragon, the rising ring leader of the Stonehenge, a powerful drug cartel. He was as unpitying 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 buck she took from him three days ago. She thought she was ahead of him and could move out of the area and take in a living with the stolen money somewhere else.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Three hr ago, she was at the airport ready to cross the Mexican customs duty to display panel a trajectory to Anatole France. Then, two ship's officer came and apprehended her for hunch of smuggling drugs. Of track that was not the eccentric as she was never searched nor was she brought to the police place for further questioning.

Instead, she was brought to an abandoned warehouse far away from civilization and manhandled by three animate being. 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 door pulled her out of her idea. A man dressed in a light blue angel shirt and grim falling off, with his sleeves rolled up, walked into the room.

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

"Yeah. That's her."another man, dressed in blackamoor leather cap 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 review."Not the most hygienics of places I've been to. And the lighting is poor."

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

Genteel man gave the early guy a expression of aversion but since the payment he had received was much generous than he usually got, he figured he would let that slideway. 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 locating. His hammer hardened just by watching her pretty ass and her hairless pussy.

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

Since the woman was set quite low, he had to kneel down to get a point aspect of her pussy. Usually he didn't prefer his patient being propped to such an inconvenient superlative, much less in such a dreaded post. But he would be lying if he said he didn't know why. The tallness of her pussy was leveled to his pelvis when he stood. She was perfectly positioned for the toilet facility of the men that were going to make out her. He briefly wondered if her asshole would match the Lapplander circumstances before slapping it down.

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

He placed the speculum on the wide place between her leg and went back to his briefcase to get a tube of lubricant and a pair of alloy thong. He placed the two item right beside the speculum. From his tit pocket, he pulled out two safety mitt and snapped it on.

The snapping of the caoutchouc glove made Roxy jolted in fear. With confine battleground of vision, she couldn't see and had no theme what was happening behind her. Then, she felt two fingers rubbing something cool along her pussy. She jerked away from the touch 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.

"appreciation on."the other guy said. After some clanking of metals, the guy came to his side."move away doc, might get a fiddling 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 daily round and cold pressed against her asshole. Her trunk instantly tensed in horror. Fraction of a minute later, she was struggling madly. She cursed and shouted like a pissed off thankless wretch as the leather jacket crown clad man pushed the physical object into her harder.

Her asshole soon puckered, giving entryway to the round object. A sharp hurting 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 crap out the curve length attached to the round ball.

The object inside her cocksucker was then tugged upwards, hoisting her bare ass up. She tried to campaign against the pull but with her delicate asshole on the line, she had no pick but to obliged. Once she was pulled taunt between the constraint on her peg and some sort of hook in her ass, the man in leather crownwork walked into her view. His hand was holding a circle which he then tied to a metal flange attached to the bench she was on.

"There. All still."he said dryly before plunging two fingers roughly into her greased pussy.

Roxy tensed at the coarse intrusion. Other than that, she couldn't move an inch more. The endure defense mechanism she once had was finally shattered with the installation of the hook.

Securely limit, Genteel man approached her again. This meter, his speck incurred no movement. To make believe for 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 deliver a woman leaped out of the gynecology professorship in angriness. Clearly, this patient role didn't have that luxuriousness. A flyspeck voice inside him told him to shove the thing harder but he ignored it.

Her pussy remained fairly still, held into station like a motionless sex replication waiting to obtain a cock. His cock stirred and hardened again at the mentation. Five years in the battleground, he had never once had an erection during his job. But this one alone had given him twice in just 10 minute of arc. This was wrong. He shouldn't be aroused by something like this. Not by a woman that was clearly being restrained against her will.

He took a recondite breath to calm his nerve. 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 receptive with one script, he took the pair of thongs with the other.

"Light."he said.

The other guy turned his cellphone's camera light on and smoothen the beam into her disunite cunt. After angling it a few times, the light finally revealed a flyspeck red string at her uterine cervix. With the flip-flop, 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 typeface paled. They had just removed her IUD, a tiny twist that had kept her immune from the tortuousness 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 cycle in a few weeks."Genteel man informed."I'm obliged to tell you to use protection to annul STI, but I suppose that won't be the case."

"Oh, she's getting everything bare, doc. putz 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 part."I think she's going to have quite a little of cocks today. You have quite a grouping out there."

"The more the merrier."the guy insisted.

"Thanks but I have an date later."

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

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

"If you do change your judgment, doc, you can always come back."the other guy called out."Her pussycat ain't going no where and she'll welcome 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 chill down her spine. She was really going to be fucked now. She begged for clemency countless of times when she was forcefully manhandled into this position only to be told that no measure of pleading would save her.

"I'm sure 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 straw man of her and rove her an evil smiling."Oh, you can keep the money. genus Draco has no need for the million dollar you stole. But no one should get that practically of money without working, am I right ?"

Roxy could only gaze blankly at the man as her case paled.

"At a pace of 150 dollar mark per ass,"he then placed his mouth over her ear,"how many fucks do you retrieve 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 fuck the one million dollar bill out of your body."he took a deep breathing place of her pilus."With 15 pct interest. Of course."

Roxy shivered at his words. She didn't need to have a go at it mathematics to find out how many.

It was simply too many to count.

The end .