You see...you will never train again.You will never be a pony girl. You will pull only the trash wagons or the dungwagons." I stepped back and watched...the guard as she used the tool again and soonthick heavy rings pierced celestes' nipples. Because of the size of the ringsand her very sensitive nipples the pain of each tender tip being mutilatedwas tripled. Her screams were music to my ears. At a nod from me they pulledon her labia and placed two rings on each side. "AIIIIYEEEEEEEEE NOOOOOO. People date their coworkers, but nobody goes home with the girls they see walking through the mall all day long.Now, one of the innovations in how girls dress that I really like, I mean really like, is this thing of wearing the low cut jeans that practically ride right on your hips, and wearing a top that cuts off a little above that point, and leaving a couple of inches of exposed belly and hip. I see that, the top of a butt peering out from those low-riding jeans, and I can just imagine. They held her underwater for short intervals until she was cleaner, then pulled her out, threw her on the floor and a group of ten or so starting fucking her. They were very drunk and rowdy, fucking and coming in Laurel, and pulling on her tits as she sobbed in pain and humiliation. Someone noticed Laurel crying and said, Aw, you guys made the slut cry. Ill give the bitch something to cry about. Most of the men in the room started cheering as he picked Laurel up off the floor by her hair and. Red hair.” She was reciting what she was filling out when she turned to look at me.“Normally I’d say you want to get rid of all of that, but in your case you should shave it into a landing strip just above your pussy. I think Doctor Lambeau will appreciate the fire crotch.”I know I was blushing as she said that, but she just continued on without hesitation.“Green eyes. Hmm, I’m gonna call you more of a pear in body shape. Height and weight?”“Uh, five-five and one-thirty-five I think.”She looked.