"I heard a new voice, "Well then, let me see those bandages."I asked for clarification, "You aren't Dr. Kaeoorov."He replied, "That's right I am Dr. M...khail Voskoboynikov and I'm here to operate on your back. Now let us take a look at my new patient."He began to fuck with my back and it hurt like hell! I tried to move and he ordered, "Sgt. Blaine stay still." Then he questioned, "When was the last time this man had something to control pain."Tatiana replied, "I believe he had one shot early. It felt smooth, slick, not as soft as regular sex but with a hardness to it, something that bit. It wasn’t worse, just different.“Touch yourself.” His mouth was at my ear. “You can come as many goddamn times as you like.”I didn’t need telling twice. My clit was sensitive, and it took a while for me to figure out how best to build towards orgasm. Even then, my body didn’t quite trust me, like it had seen too many edges to believe that the real thing was coming. But it came. My fingers circled my. He pumped and pumped into her for what seamed like forever to me, and suddenly he pulled his penis out and shot his come all over her face and called her a filthy slut, and said you should be lucky that i put my dick inside of you. This wasnt the last time, he raped her often, then one day we left. Me my mother and younger brotherstayed in a motel for weeks. One night i woke to the familiar sounds of my mothers screams. I saw a big black man on top of her fucking her ass, hard, he was grunting. My nipples are still clearly discernable, even through the thick lace of my bra cups, jutting forth a full inch when fully aroused: a condition Master likes to see me in the majority of the time. Nestling between my heavily perfumed and bountiful breasts, nestle five heavy gold chain necklaces. Each wrist is further encumbered by a loudly jangling assortment of equally cheap looking bracelets, and as many as thirteen rings adorn my fingers and thumbs. My nails, painted the same hideously bright.