Claiborne smiled to herself; the session had gone better than expected. Dr. Claiborne felt that her underlying plans were going well. All women are me...nt to be sluts and if I can help more to their destiny, I will be happy."I'm going to count down from five and then you will wake-up. Five... four... three... two... one... wake-up Debbie." Debbie clinked and stretched. Dr. Claiborne was impressed; Debbie was very sexy even with her clothes on."I feel great doctor, thank you. I will definitely. She closed her eyes. Her heart sank. It was exactly what she'd feared. He knew. Oh god… "Shall we take a look? Shall I remind you of what you've done?" He picked up a remote and looked across at a pedestal with a monitor and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a button and the screen came to life. A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A lush queen-sized bed with gold sheets filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheets, on her hands. Angela narrates, “I married Kenny when I was 24 ... He was a professional rugby union player – I was the happiest girl in the world...”We cut to shots of Kenny playing rugby, Angela celebrating in the stands with other pretty wives/girlfriends ... Home video footage of her socialising with Kenny off the pitch ... Both clearly drunk ... Touchy feeling – arms around others ... Angela continues, “A lot of people would think we had an unorthodox lifestyle – but I’ve talked to other sportsmen’s. She closed her eyes; that meant spending the whole of the rest of the day, until someone decided it was time she was washed, with Technician Barres’ semen queasily sliding around inside her and running out around her buttplug. Plus, it meant an added layer of humiliation and an added layer of sexual torment, as if being stuffed with buttplug and dildo wasn’t enough teasing, or enough humiliation!Peaches struggled back to her everyday background state, of curiosity, fear and lust intertwined. .