Racking my brain, I frowned. It was an examination room. What did this mean? This made no sense either, but I didn’t care. “And a trim,” he muttered, let his hand run down my neck. He held it over my back, and I heard the beep. There was pressure, as if something was inserted, then the needle was withdrawn. And here were two strangers. Two men were standing there, waiting for us. While I was led towards that door the young man approached us, held out two capsules and a glass of water. “…overdone it a bit.” The words reached my brain as from far away. I wriggled my ass to shake off the droplets. Suddenly it made sense. I want you to get a check-up and a haircut.”
Frowning I reached up, held my hair with one hand out of the way. The stretching instrument was withdrawn, a hand entered my cunt, another pressed against my belly. My owner lifted me up and smiled. It was an examination room. I closed my eyes again. Heaven knew what else they had done. I felt hands on my body, a cold surface beneath me, then darkness swallowed me. “Let’s try to get her on her knees, that makes things easier.”
I just wanted to get away from here, curl up somewhere and sleep
