“How was it?” Maggie asked. “It was great. I already feel 10 times better.”“Great,” she replied. “Hopefully, you’ll feel even better w...th each treatment. What time would you like to come in tomorrow?”“I have to work late, so I won’t be able to make it in until almost 6 p.m.”“No problem. I’ll be gone but Dr. Mendez will still be here and you know how to check yourself in. And Andrea and Sara will still be here to help you with anything you need.”Knowing Sara would still be there caused a smile. They eagerly licked the nectar from my fingers. ‘Get on your hands and knees, Shelly,’ Sir said as he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to the floor. Sir Thompson placed the head of his cock against my swollen labia as the other two Sirs began pinching my nipples gently at first. Sir Thompson grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head back. this powerful movement pulled me onto his cock. He was pounding my honey pot fast and hard as the two other Sirs pinched my nipples even harder. . At the time though Iwould have given you short odds on forever. The ball gag stayed in mymouth, I stayed strapped down with my legs open. I didn't sleep or eatat all and usually could see nothing but the industrial tiled ceiling.The only time that featureless view changed was when first the doctorwould lean over and inject me and then Hank would clamber over me andgrind away for a while. I wasn't counting and I haven't seen the recordsbut it must have been a hundred times. Must have. Had the tide turned yet, she mused. Was it in ebb or flow? She knew not but she would find out soon enough. She wished she could forgive her unknown accusers. Who had disliked her so much that they had witnessed against her? Maybe it was jealousy of her good looks. She would never know. Was the water a little closer now? Yes, the tide was coming in. How long would it be before the water splashed over her bare feet? An hour? Two hours? When the time comes, as it surely will, should she surrender.