I screamed in pain. The coke fueled doctors couldn’t care less about me. They only viewed me as fuck meat. Both docs came in a matter of ten minutes... I was torn to shreds. I collapsed on the table. Jizz was leaking from my pussy and ass. Once the docs came down from their highs, and realized that they had came many times, they decided to get dressed. They made some jokes at my expense, calling me a crack whore, a slut. Before raining more bills on me and thanking me for the night of their. His colleagues also towered above me. I had never before felt so small, and soft, and vulnerable, as I did, kneeling naked and bound in their presence."I will explain a few things to you now," he began. "If you learn them, swiftly, you will increase your chances of surviving." I swallowed, hard. "You are a slave. That is all you are. You exist to serve your masters, instantly and fully. You have no rights, no will, no desires. Your sole purpose is to give pleasure to your masters. Being what. Maybe no one acted like that in real life. But the idea still tantalized and puzzled her.Giving a little sigh Billie tossed a hip out at herself in the mirror, then walked back to the bed twirling the fresh pair of panties on one finger. Every added minute she was undressed it became harder to pull the silken covering up over her pubes, until finally she tossed the panties down on her bed and stretched out bare-assed against the itchy wool of the blanket."Please, Jesus," she prayed, "I. Tell the sheriff. I’m gonna go look.” He disconnected without waiting for a reply.Not knowing for certain the number of adversaries he might need to face, he crept to the wall and peered through a dirt-streaked window. Inside the dingy, yellowish painted room, a wild eyed, bearded man watched as the man Bobby supposed was Jake dropped his pants and approached Susan who was lying face down on a bare mattress-covered bed. Her butt was bare and blood showed between her legs. She was still wearing.