*He's the one who prepared them,* Lena verified. *Ouch. This won't be fun.*"Well," she continued, hesitantly, "He didn't wash his hands very wellafter...going to the bathroom. These four," she pointed, "Were handled atthis end with unwashed hands. And he might want to see his doctor soon.He's developing a bladder infection." She then went on to identify the formal samples, and sterilize the slides.And the contaminated parts of the tray. Impressed, the manager went on to make the offer. He. " she grins."Sounds good to me." you smile back.She opens the door and you both step in. You look around the room and are taken back. It's a white room trimmed in gold with a large 4-poster bed in the middle of it."Wow! This is an amazing room!" you comment. "Thanks. This is the 'Toy Store'. Inside this room you will have your choice of sex toys to use as you see fit. Whether you use them on yourself or on me is up to you." she explains. "Gotcha." you nod and watch as she opens up a large. " What are you up to?" Wait and see."When Martin arrived at Zenobia's house for dinner on Friday he was very nervous. He was grateful Zenobia had not told his parents what he had got up to on what they called his 'wild weekend' and had almost convinced himself that he had had no option other than to rape his hostess and her daughter. He was aware of Mary Anne's continued hostility. Martin suspected he was about to be given a strong sermon, at least, from Zenobia who he had avoided since. It hurts so much but all Ican do is grunt around the plastic penis in my mouth. I try to relax andlet him have his way. "That's a good little whore just take it like a good girl," he tells meas another round of sobs escapes me from the humiliation of the day andthe pain of his fucking me. Soon both his hands have tight grips on myhips as he gets steady rhythm in and out of me. The sound of his groinslapping against my upturned ass is all I can seem to hear.To my horror there is a knock on the.