"We are real glad to see you awake, son," the lesser of the two giants said. "You had a bad night from everything we've been hearing."I tried to sit u..., but he placed a surprisingly gentle hand on my chest, and said, "Why don't you just rest and I'll get the docs."Resting felt like a great idea, right then.He left.His partner returned to the doorway, looking sad that there was no one to shoot. I was very glad he was on my side.Pretty soon the door flew open and a white coated man strode in,. “Ooooohhhhhh,” she whined again as she felt her pussy begin to moisten from his touch. He removed his hand from her panties and ran it up her smooth stomach. He slid his hand underneath her slip and cupped one of her breasts gently, rubbing it softly, and twiddling the nipple with his thumb. “No, uuhhhhhnnnnn,” she sobbed. Her legs were beginning to shake a little. The man noticed and placed his hand on her shoulder. “Why don’t you kneel down, Hayden,” he said as he guided her to the floor.. It was thankfully over quickly. For today, at least. On more leisurely mornings (or those where he's nicked me with the razor) he'll sometimes soak a washcloth in the stuff and press it painfully into my crotch, leaving the stinging astringent to fester as he readies himself for work. Or, if in a particularly cruel mood, take the razor strop and deliver, without warning, one full-strength stroke right across my bare sex. Sometimes two. Nothing I can do, being bound defenseless. You can see why. I focused on the woman and I was a little shocked and surprised to see Devi call out for me.She ran towards me with joy and started talking with me.She had gone to defecate near the stream and saw me near it and came to see me.After enquiring about her husband she started to cry thinking about her fate.I felt really sad for her and in this process I totally forgot about my football match.After some chatting she called me to visit her home. I said ok since sun hasn’t risen still and it was.