‘What are you talking about, honey.’ ‘Just lay still.’ He ordered. ‘Tell me what’s going on. Her nipples hardening. ‘Beg for it.’ There was something cruel not only in his voice but also in his eyes. ‘Hey.’ She yelled out. ‘Anybody want to let me go?’
Her husband walked into the room, his white doctors coat dangling on his elbow. ‘Go on.’ He said. In fact he mostly complained about the entitled brats he had to put under. ‘Well if you tie me down and hook me up to medical machines without telling me what’s going on I’m going to be scared.’ She said. She wanted to surrender to him. Why her pussy was spasming, why her back was arching, why her breathing was so superficial and why once in a while a moan escaped her mouth. It was gorgeous, it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. ‘Please.’ She said. She was feeling lightheaded now, the world seemed to be spinning and wavering around her, and she was feeling sleepy and drowsy.
