It was the strangest thing that pulled me out of my depression.Doctors had treated women with certain maladies in this time in a very strange way. One...of the woman, married to a miner, came to me seeking a treatment. After some hesitation on her part, and great deal of embarrassment, she explained she wanted me to masturbate her!I was stunned! She had heard I had gone to medical school. She was sure I knew of this treatment. Oh, she didn't ask me to masturbate her with those words, but she did. One-rock woman had been originally been taken captive from a passing boat run aground by the fish-eating tribe. They had not treated her well and she was happy when the rock-throwing tribe liberated her for duty as a new blanket humper and service as a worker for the good of the tribe. Her intense concentration in pleasuring the male members of the tribe was received with a warm welcome and she was accorded a degree of respect that many life-long members had yet to achieve.She was dressed only. I would have screamed but for the tape over my mouth. He started pumping in my asshole, deeper each thrust. And I rocked back to meet each thrust. His hands were now on my hips, as he drove himself deeper into my anus.“Good slut, yes, fuck me back” He whispered.He slapped my ass hard, making me moan through my taped mouth.I felt my tears were flowing. I had been betrayed by my own body. All of a sudden I felt I was going to cum…My body started shuddering, and then the waves of an intense. What now?Everything felt empty. Like a cardboard set for a play. Odd that this life didn’t tear her up. With her mood history, it would make sense. It was simply disappointing, she realized. Why? Focusing on the future for her daughter, no matter what she had to endure, absolutely. But…Him.Tense muscles softening, she felt herself smile. Warmth infected her as she remembered a gentle love, stronger than anything she’d thought possible. It had always lingered, protecting her from.