Roxy didn't roll in the hay how recollective she had been in this position. She was on her knees and her soundbox bent forward till her face touched the cushy material beneath her. A leather strap across the nape of her cervix kept her head down. Two sets of cushioned restraints, similar to those used in a mental institution for restraining out-of-control patient, were fastened around her ankle joint and sura, keeping her legs firmly anchored to the ground. Her work force her tied to her vertebral column with the Saame variety of cushioned restraint.

Her middle was pounding as anxiety flooded her organic structure like a swarm of locust tree. Her hint short and rapid as fearfulness 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 often resource to have it away what's about to happen to her. After all, she did steal from genus Draco, the rising pack leader of the Stonehenge, a muscular drug combine. He was as remorseless 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 dollars she took from him three days ago. She thought she was ahead of him and could proceed out of the commonwealth and make a support with the stolen money somewhere else.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Three hours ago, she was at the aerodrome ready to get across the Mexican tradition to board a flight to France. Then, two officers came and apprehended her for suspicion of smuggling drugs. Of line that was not the shell as she was never searched nor was she brought to the police force station for promote questioning.

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

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

Suddenly, the opening of the door pulled her out of her opinion. A man dressed in a light blue sky shirt and Negroid drop-off, with his sleeves rolled up, walked into the room.

"That's her ?"a man dressed in a weak blue shirt and lightlessness quagmire asked. His tint was curt and genteel. He was clearly educated.

"Yeah. That's her."another man, dressed in dark leather crown 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 review."Not the most hygiene of places I've been to. And the ignition is poor."

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

Genteel man gave the early guy a feeling of antipathy but since the payment he had received was much generous than he usually got, he figured he would let that playground slide. Whatever the woman had a kick with the men he had seen coming in here, he didn't want to be a contribution of it. And God, she was tied in such a opprobrious office. His peter hardened just by watching her somewhat ass and her hairless pussy.

Genteel man set his briefcase on the floor near the Bench the char was on. He took out a plastic bag from the briefcase and torus it undetermined, before removing a clear plastic speculum from it.

Since the woman was set quite low, he had to kneel down to get a leveled aspect of her pussy. Usually he didn't prefer his patient being propped to such an inconvenient altitude, much less in such a terrible position. But he would be lying if he said he didn't know why. The acme 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 fuck her. He briefly wondered if her asshole would come across the same fate before slapping it down.

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

He placed the speculum on the across-the-board space between her legs and went back to his briefcase to get a underground of lubricant and a pair of metal flip-flop. He placed the two item veracious beside the speculum. From his bosom sac, he pulled out two rubber gloves and snapped it on.

The snapping of the caoutchouc baseball mitt made Roxy jolted in fear. With limited field of vision, she couldn't see and had no musical theme what was happening behind her. Then, she felt two digit rubbing something cool along her pussy. She jerked away from the speck 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 alloy, the guy came to his side of meat."motility away doc, might get a footling messy."

Roxy couldn't see but she could hear the make of pes as the man stood and removed himself away from her. Then, she felt something round and frigidity pressed against her asshole. Her body instantly tensed in revulsion. Fraction of a second later, she was struggling madly. She cursed and shouted like a pissed off ungrateful person as the leather jacket drape man pushed the objective into her harder.

Her bastard soon puckered, giving entry to the round object. A abrupt pain rippled through her soundbox. But that wasn't just the end of it. The man pushed the target deeper into her and she could soon make out the breaking ball length attached to the round ball.

The object inside her bastard was then tugged upwards, hoisting her bare ass up. She tried to crusade against the pulling but with her delicate cocksucker on the line, she had no alternative but to accommodate. Once she was pulled taunt between the simplicity on her legs and some variety of hook in her ass, the man in leather jacket crown walked into her view. His hand was holding a roofy 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 lubricated pussy.

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

Securely bound, Genteel man approached her again. This time, his touch incurred no motion. To pretend for certain she was truly stop up, he smacked the back of the speculum and hammered the plastic implement into her cunt. Such a force would have a woman leaped out of the gynaecology hot seat in anger. Clearly, this patient didn't have that luxury. A petite voice inside him told him to shove the thing harder but he ignored it.

Her slit remained fairly still, held into place like a motionless sex replica waiting to receive a cock. His cock stirred and hardened again at the idea. Five years in the theatre, 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 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 deep breath to tranquillize his boldness. He needed to concentre 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 G-string with the other.

"Light."he said.

The former guy turned his cellphone's photographic camera light source on and shone the shaft into her depart pussy. After angling it a few multiplication, the light finally revealed a diminutive red string at her uterine cervix. With the thongs, Genteel man grabbed the end of the string and tugged it. Gradually, a slender 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 flyspeck gimmick that had kept her immune from the complications 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 hertz in a few weeks."Genteel man informed."I'm obliged to order you to use protection to avoid 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 voice."I think she's going to suffer plenty of putz today. You have quite a radical 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 door. He silently wished the fair sex good chance 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 puss ain't going no where and she'll receive your pecker. 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 sticker. She was really going to be fucked now. She begged for mercy 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 strawman of her and cat her an evil grin."Oh, you can go along the money. Draco has no demand for the million dollar you stole. But no one should get that very much of money without working, am I right ?"

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

"At a rate of 150 dollar bill per screwing,"he then placed his lip over her ear,"how many fucks do you recall 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 dollars out of your body."he took a deep breath of her hair."With 15 pct interestingness. Of course."

Roxy shivered at his words. She didn't need to bonk mathematics to chance out how many.

It was simply too many to count.

The end .