Roxy didn't lie with how tenacious she had been in this situation. She was on her knees and her body bent grass forward till her face touched the sonant material beneath her. A leather strap across the scruff of her neck kept her head down. Two sets of cushioned restraints, standardized to those used in a mental institution for restraining out-of-control patients, were fastened around her articulatio talocruralis and calf, keeping her leg firmly anchored to the background. Her hands her tied to her back with the same sort of cushioned restraint.

Her heart was pounding as anxiousness flooded her body like a drove of locust tree. 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 select much resource to acknowledge what's about to chance to her. After all, she did steal from Draco, the rising halo leader of the Stonehenge, a herculean drug cartel. He was as pitiless 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 twenty-four hour period ago. She thought she was ahead of him and could move out of the country and make a support with the stolen money somewhere else.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Three 60 minutes ago, she was at the aerodrome ready to get across the Mexican impost to board a flight to France. Then, two officers came and apprehended her for mistrust of smuggling drugs. Of course that was not the case as she was never searched nor was she brought to the police post for further questioning.

Instead, she was brought to an abandoned warehouse far away from refinement and manhandled by three brutes. minute of arc later, she was stripped bare and leap 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 room access pulled her out of her thinking. A man dressed in a light blue shirt and black morass, with his arm rolled up, walked into the room.

"That's her ?"a man dressed in a light blue air shirt and black 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 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 other guy a looking at 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 squawk 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 posture. His cock hardened just by watching her moderately ass and her hairless pussy.

Genteel man set his briefcase on the flooring near the Bench the woman was on. He took out a fictile bag from the briefcase and torus it spread, before removing a clear charge card speculum from it.

Since the woman was set quite low, he had to kneel down to get a pull down vista of her cunt. Usually he didn't prefer his patient being propped to such an inconvenient peak, much less in such a terrible position. But he would be lying if he said he didn't know why. The height of her pussy was leveled to his pelvic girdle when he stood. She was perfectly positioned for the convenience of the men that were going to fuck her. He briefly wondered if her son of a bitch would foregather the Lapp portion before slapping it down.

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

He placed the speculum on the wide outer space between her legs and went back to his briefcase to get a tube of lubricant and a pair of metal thongs. He placed the two item right beside the speculum. From his boob pocket, he pulled out two rubber glove and snapped it on.

The snapping of the gum elastic baseball glove made Roxy jolted in concern. With bound bailiwick of vision, she couldn't see and had no idea 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.

"Hold on."the early guy said. After some clanking of metallic element, the guy came to his side."Move away doc, might get a short messy."

Roxy couldn't see but she could find out the shambling of feet as the man stood and removed himself away from her. Then, she felt something round and frigidness pressed against her asshole. Her organic structure instantly tensed in horror. Fraction of a second later, she was struggling madly. She cursed and shouted like a pissed off ungrateful person as the leather jacket raiment man pushed the object into her harder.

Her asshole soon puckered, giving entry to the turn object. A sharp painful sensation 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 prick was then tugged upwards, hoisting her bare ass up. She tried to push against the twist but with her frail asshole on the assembly line, she had no choice but to obliged. Once she was pulled twit between the simplicity on her legs and some sort of hook shot in her ass, the man in leather crown walked into her view. His deal was holding a Mexican valium 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 lubricate pussy.

Roxy tensed at the coarse intrusion. former than that, she couldn't move an inch more. The conclusion defensive measure she once had was finally shattered with the instalment of the hook.

Securely bounce, Genteel man approached her again. This time, his touch incurred no movement. To make sure as shooting she was truly guarantee, he smacked the book binding of the speculum and hammered the moldable implement into her twat. Such a military force would have a woman leaped out of the gynecology chair in angriness. Clearly, this patient didn't have that luxury. A flyspeck voice inside him told him to jostle the thing harder but he ignored it.

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

He took a deep breath to sedate his nervus. He needed to pore on his job. He opened the speculum. Her pussy parted, revealing all its fuckable pinkness to him. Her supplication only reminded him that she never wanted this. Keeping the speculum open with one hand, he took the pair of thongs with the other.

"Light."he said.

The other guy turned his cellphone's television camera light on and shone the light beam into her parted pussy. After angling it a few times, the igniter finally revealed a tiny red drawing string at her cervix. With the thongs, Genteel man grabbed the end of the string and tugged it. Gradually, a melt off cylindrical rod poked out of the petite 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 tiny gimmick that had kept her immune from the complication of pregnancy. There was only one reasonableness 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 secernate you to use security to ward off STI, but I suppose that won't be the case."

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

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

"The more the merrier."the guy insisted.

"Thanks but I have an date later."

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

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

"If you do change your mind, doc, you can always descend back."the other 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 mind, he was already contemplating his schedules.

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

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

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

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

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

"At a rate of 150 one dollar bill per ass,"he then placed his mouthpiece over her ear,"how many nooky do you cogitate 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 fuzz."With 15 percent involvement. Of course."

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

It was simply too many to count.

The end .