That’s the first thing. You now have the mark of a slave, broken satisfactorily to submission - the symbol one that is universally recognised down t...ere ... but that alone won’t be sufficient to keep you from being taken into slavery or slain for pleasure on Vulvador...” Veen gasped as the masochistic delight of the pain subsided, and the dark excitement of his imminent orgasm took prominence with his senses, his cock thrusting with urgency at the bedding. The screen changed from footage of the. Stephens struggled to stitch up before the wound became saturated with shit leaking from the ruptured back passage and as the flies came and went he not so neatly stitched the gaping hole closed.He was tiring, he needed a rest, something touched his shoulder, he turned, The Woman, "If you find me a Bra I'll sew up the rest, Sarah Mallan, formerly Staff Nurse Mallan, at your service." He shook her hand as he worked. "There is some Woman's stuff in a holdall through there" he pointed.She went as. Giving in to it she laid her head on the table until the contractions finished. Raising her head from the table as the waitress approached, she asked for a cool glass of water. I ordered a couple of cappuccinos and a small plate of cookies to keep our energy up.Once the waitress delivered everything I suggested that Anne adjust her seat so that anyone walking by would get a glimpse of her, since that is why we were here. After moving the chair around a little and unbuttoning a few more buttons. And I couldn't believe it but she was in her pajamas. She said sorry but she was in a hurry to see me. I only had my bathrobe on.I welcomed her in and was about to ask her if she wanted a drink but she walked straight up the stairs.She paused halfway up and turned and asked me if I was coming. I knew I soon would be.Then she started undressing as she walked up the stairs,losing her top,then her bottoms,revealing that she had nothing else on.She was naked as she got to the top of the stairs and.