I opened the front door noisily, just in case I was interrupting something they didn't want me to hear. The keys sounded impossibly loud as they bounc...d on the counter. But they were quiet compared to the moans of pleasure I could hear filtering down the hallway. I turned on the light and opened the fridge. I'd hidden a bottle of champagne in the back earlier today, and it appeared the two lovebirds had been too interested in other things to have noticed it. The bottle was still there,. By tomorrow I will have black and blue bruises all over my breasts.Suddenly she grabbed my teats and pinched them with savage force, pinched them so hard that I thought they would pop out. I gasped and tears of pain started flowing down my cheeks. I looked up at her. I saw her round, moon face smiling down at me.."Good, I like to see my slaves cry. Crying is good for the soul."She kept abusing my breasts for a while. The pain was excruciating. However, I managed to hold on, without complaining.. I wanted to drive into her uninhibited but I knew she would hurt. I slid my hand up to her face and brushed her cheek, kissing her softly. I didn’t have much patience left but I had to go slow, at least at first. I slowly let her sink down to a point where I could do the driving. I slid my mushroomed head into her opening and she cried out. I knew how much this would hurt her but it felt so damn good to be inside her. I pushed further in and she panted out the pain. As soon as I hit the wall. She put on the gown and sat on the table.The doctor took a stethoscope from his pocket and hooked it into his ears. He separated the rear of the gown, listened to her back and asked for a couple deep breaths. Next, he had her lower the front of the gown and repeated the same procedure.After using one of those little flashlights with the plastic cone on the end to look into her eyes, ears, nose and throat, he said, “Step off the table and drop the gown to your waist, please. Let’s examine your.