“You like it you little whore. Look how hard your nipples are.” I started sobbing through the gag, knowing I was about to be raped. He reached ove... to the tray, grabbed two devices and put them aside. He then went down to my crotch, sticking a finger into my pussy. I gasped at the intrusion. He wiggled his finger around in my pussy and brought it out, and began rubbing my clit. I tried to squirm out of his filthy touch, but the restraints held my firmly into place. He came up to my face, and. ” Rex explained. “Oh sure, absolutely, just name it. I promise to do anything you want.” I said with grateful sincerity. Of course I was expecting a list of chores like chopping wood, feeding farm animals, helping clean, working on broken down gear and other such stuff. “Excellent, glad to hear that, I think we’ll all get along great. “ Rex told me. Shari took my bowl to the kitchen and returned. “Ready to get started? Follow us. “They got up and started down a short hallway as I tagged along. She halfheartedly accepted my answer and again lied on her stomach for the massage. She was more than uncomfortable now. I started massaging her naked back. I started rubbing two fingers from top of her spine till the lower of her spine. A first soft moan came out of her mind. It was a green signal for me, signalling the submission of opposition. Then I rub one finger from one end of the waist to another. Another soft moan. Another green signal.I now reached to her shoulder and started. I guess I stopped working, for she looked up, caught the direction of my gaze and then looked down into her own shirt. I looked away and she murmured, "Shit." Johnson?" I asked."Yes. Bobbie Johnson. Do you remember me?"I laughed and said, "Oh yes! I remember you, lady."Mostly I remembered how incredibly smart and talented she was. She had walked through the unreasonable grind of a surgery rotation without complaint, often doing more than anyone might expect. I recall writing her evaluation and.