My specialty is weapons injuries. Can you show me the weapon?”Jason took both weapons out of the bag and handed them to the doctor.“The pod is und...rtaking diagnostic procedures and is also making sure her life force is supported. This is a devastating weapon and is set on high power and is very much more powerful than the tiny finger weapon that struck you. I am taking the weapon away to test it to ensure that my first impression is correct,” Dr. Drogart commented before turning and scuttling. But this humiliating pain she couldn't stand. So the men clutched her tightly....as she had agreed to before, when she knew this would happen. They forced her to stay still by pulling her tightly into them, as her ass was reamed up by a few sizes, and each hole in her body was ferociously pounded.The men's intensity increased, and they did multiple positions. The worst was reverse cowgirl...her naked, slobbery, sweaty body indecently spread out, stuck full of things like some kind of. Again, as she rounded a pillar, he'd disappeared, and she found herself face to face with Kwan's sneering, scar-faced visage. She lashed out, hard and fast, her fist connecting solidly with his flattened nose, snapping his head back, but one of his meaty fists swung around into her jaw, flashing lights before her eyes and slamming her into the wall. When she staggered back to her senses again, still on her feet, Kwan was on the floor, one leg snapped backward at the knee, and a single. Riding fifteen floors up stuck in a cramped lift didn't appeal to me but then again neither did climbing fifteen floors in my stilettos. Stepping inside I was glad to see that only four people were in it, two girls who work four floors below me, a man I didn't know and the mail man with his trolley. I pushed the button for my floor and the doors closed. As the lift went up more people got on and by the time we were at the fourth floor it was really getting cramped. As more people got on I had.