Her hands reached up to feel what was resting on her neck and found a smooth band of metal. It was snug, but not tight. It had warmed to her skin temp...rature, but felt cold nonetheless. Still groggy and not yet panicked, Shampoo ran her hands around the collar seeking some method of removing it. Toward the back, a little to one side, she felt a protruding ring, and her fingers discovered what must be a chain attached to the ring. She fumbled to find the catch, pulling and twisting, trying in. "A playful pout.She led me to the bathroom and she got out some cold-cream and othermake-up removing things, told me to get cleaned up and changed and tocome back out when ready.I did so.Make-up removed, back in my men's clothes, and my stuff packed back up Iwent back out into the sanctuary and looked at Her. She smiled as Iwalked back over to her. She took me by the hands and said, "Now, Iwant you to take the next couple of days, think this over and let themsettle with you. I'll be in. She was back in a flash, carrying two items; she had a bottle of lube in one hand, and some sort of probe in the other hand. It was a strange looking bugger, four inches long and pretty thick, with a wide bulbous head that flared down to a smaller second bulb further down, then down to a thin stem that split into a 'y' at the base. On one end of the base was a finger hook while the other stretched about two inches away from the shaft before curving up the same direction as the shaft and had a. "Oh, that's not good" Rachel whispered to herself.Then she saw a bruise just below her left elbow, and a second later, a slight, but nasty looking bent."We will get you out here in a minute," the man said worriedly."My arm is broken," Rachel announced.The man pulled the door harder. It didn't even budge. Rachel looked down to see if the cast was damaged. There was no way to find out. Her lower body was covered with large pieces of the broken dashboard. She tried to move her legs, but they were.