.are you awake?". She didn't stir or answer. I lightly shook her shoulder, and again, got no reponse. A thick terrycloth bathrobe and a towel were at ...he end of her bed, and they smelled like sweet soap, indicating she had showered before getting into bed. Her clothes were also on the bed, with her black nylon panty and bra on top. I picked up the bra and found I had been right...the cups were slightly padded as I had suspected earlier outside. I walked back over and removed my sweatpants,. As he started to cum I passed out.When I awoke I was relieved that the torture had stopped and my nipples were still there. My legs had been raised lifting my lower body off the cross. My relief was to be short lived. I watched as he rolled some sort of machine between my legs. He went back to the bench and returned with a huge plastic penis. He attached the penis to the machine. He then positioned the machine so that the penis was touching my arsehole. I tried to wriggle out of the way but it. ..” Sandrine said. “Can he clean some of this off my face with a tissue. Please?” I hoped Sandrine would have finally learned that such requests only amused Danielle, and that the answer was foreordained. “No, he can’t. But thanks for asking.” A guy named Aaron was next and then a Jeffery and a Daniel. They were all older, fortyish guys. Unlike Nelson, they didn’t attempt to shame Sandrine with their words, nor did they make their interaction with her a physical ordeal. But they were old enough. After what had happened out on the road, that fact certainlyworried me. Clearly, once I was done with the judge, I was going toneedto go get checked out by a doctor. My little stunt on the road must'verattled something in me that wasn't supposed to be rattled.Whatever was wrong with my vision, it didn't seem to be incapacitating atleast. I made it all the way to the courthouse without any trouble. Igot up and followed Officer Mercer inside without any more than the usualcomplaints from.