The Training of Slave Girl Shana Ch. 04
2006-03-14
Shana had to be helped to the infirmary by the Usher. She walked slowly and stiffly, her bare feet padding on the concrete, one arm draped around his shoulder while he assisted her patiently along the corridor. She sobbed quietly most of the way, her free hand alternating between holding her lower abdomen and reaching around to tug her tunic down over her bare cheeks. The insides of her thighs were still slippery. "I want to quit," she sobbed. "You'll let me go, if I want to quit, right? Just please let me quit, please let me go, I promise I won't tell anybody. " The Usher said nothing, and they turned a corner and reached the infirmary. The infirmary was nothing more than a small concrete room with a desk, chair, cabinet and medical table. The medical table looked like an old examining table, with a cracked cushion top, out of which leaked foam stuffing. A pair of stirrups hung off one end as an afterthought. At the desk sat an old, bespectacled man, with a salt-and-pepper beard, who looked up and swivelled his chair to greet the arrivals with mild surprise. The Usher helped Shana up onto the table and then turned to go. "I'll return for you later," he said over his shoulder, and left the room. The old man stared at Shana for a moment, taking in her dishevelled form: her tousled hair, her tear-streaked face, her short sweat-dampened tunic, her shaking hands pulling the hem down over her legs and guarding her thighs, in apparent discomfort. "Well, hello there," he said, curiously. Shana sniffled, wiped her nose.
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"You must be the new slave girl. I don't get too many visitors here. " Shana said nothing and looked at the floor. The old man got up and offered a hand. "I'm the Clinician," he said. Shana continued to look at the floor, and did not take his outstretched hand. He paused, then frowned. "Slave girl, I thought you servant types had some sort of deference to authority around here. "The touch of hardness in his voice cut through Shana's traumatized mind. "I'm sorry," she mumbled, and to the Clinician's astonishment, she slid awkwardly off the medical table and slowly knelt on the floor, grimacing in pain as she did so. Puzzled, the Clinician stooped and gestured for her to stand, taking her hand. "No, no, that's fine," he said. "Sit back up on the table. " He helped her up, taking in her short tunic and her bare feet as she got up. He thought he saw a flash of brown hair, and his eyes widened.escort heraklion girl
"So, what's your name?" he asked. "And where are your shoes?""Shana," she said. "Slave Shana. ""Slave Shana," he said, pondering each word. "Well, Slave Shana, what brings you here? You seem to be in some discomfort. "Shana did not reply, nor could she meet his gaze. The Clinician cocked his head to one side and waited. "Alright then, are you in fact, in any discomfort?"Shana nodded slowly. "Can you tell me where?"Shana waited for a while before she slowly gestured to between her thighs. "Here," she whispered, so quietly he could barely hear her. The Clinician looked at her for a while, and scratched under his chin. "Did you hurt yourself?" he asked. Shana shook her head. She was beginning to shake again. A flicker of insight jumped through his eyes, and he asked: "Oh my! Was the Understudy testing his new machine on you by any chance?"Shana covered her face, suppressed a sob.WORLD ADULT DIRECTORY | ESCORTS DIRECTORY
The Clinician clucked and put a hand on her shoulder. "Poor child. It looks like you've just been stretched! Am I right?"Shana gulped back her sob, and ran a trembling hand through her messy hair. "Why?" she asked in a high, shaky voice. "Oh, it's a project the Understudy's been working on for some time. You were just being stretched, that's all. It's not a pleasant experience, so I think the Understudy reserves the treatment for disciplinary purposes. If that was your first stretching, I should probably check you for any tearing inside. " He reached around and swung the stirrups out. Shana shrank back. "No! No, don't touch me!" she cried. The Clinician chuckled. "It's alright. Relax. I'm not going to hurt you.European Escorts Directory, Escorts Service and Reviews Welcome to the most comprehensive call-girl directory. Here you can see ratings, girl service reviews, photos of the girls. Search and find blond, brunette and redheadsescorts from your town or count
You're not in any trouble here. Don't you want to make sure you're going to be okay? Hmm?" he looked at her over his glasses.Kuala Lumpur Escort Girls, Kuala Lumpur Escort Services & Kuala
I can only guess a why the Understudy would want that. " Shana said nothing. "Were you a virgin?" he asked. Shana nodded. "I'm sorry to hear that. " He patted her bare legs sympathetically. "There are better ways to lose your virginity then to be stretched by that machine. "The Clinician scooted forward and slid his hand up between her thighs. "Excuse me for the lack of gloves," he said apologetically, "we don't have any here. " Then he pushed two fingers inside Shana. She arched her back and hollered. "Oww! It hurts!""Hang in there," he said, probing with his fingers. "Unh!""Hang in there. ""Unh! . .Looking for an escort hooker companion callgirl in Athens Greece? All independent ladies in Athens listed here. No agency. No trouble!
. Unh!"He felt around some more. "Almost done, girl. ""Unh!" She squeezed her eyes shut, and clenched her hands. The Clinician shifted his fingers. Shana bucked her hips and threw her head back, mouth open. "Aa! Aa!"After what seemed an interminable moment, he withdrew his fingers and Shana relaxed her arched back, gasping for air. The Clinician wiped his hands on a towel and then went to the sink. "You can take your feet out of the stirrups, now," he said over his shoulder, "I'm done the exam. You've bled quite a bit up there, and I can feel some swelling. "Shana stared at the ceiling, breathing deeply. The Clinician returned with some pills and a cup of water. "I think some pain killers will help you sleep tonight. Keep you from feeling too sore, and should cool the swelling. " Shana took the pills and swallowed them with a cup of water proffered by the Clinician.dubai independent escorts erotic massage budapest escorts of greece ts danisha busty coco belle escord girls escort guide lucy love escort sabrina rios rio escort escort girls in turkey
A movement caught her attention, and she turned to see the Usher, waiting for her. He was watching her from the entrance to the room, and had likely witnessed the internal exam. The Clinician smiled broadly at the Usher. "She looks okay. Give her some rest, don't put her through the tough stuff until she's regained her full range of pelvic movement. If the soreness gets worse, come back and see me. "The Usher helped her down the hall. "We'll stop at the shower room, first, slave," he said. "You need to clean yourself up. " Shana could only acquiesce, and ran the water extra hot for as long as she dared. She made sure to let it cascade down her thighs, between her legs, and wash away her shame. After a minute of standing in the warm, soothing spray, she sank to her knees and collapsed in a ball, letting the water run over her. When she could muster the strength to stand up again and turn off the shower, she staggered out and dried herself off. Predictably, her soiled tunic was gone. Someone had left her the silk robe from her chambers, which felt surprisingly comfortable for its paucity of modesty, and she wore it back to her room, giving the Usher his customary eyeful as she climbed the ladder.lina escort athens russianescorts adoos trans bratislava lucy escort wiska escort
* * *Shana slept fitfully that night, and had a terrible nightmare:She dreamt that the Understudy was twenty feet tall, a giant, and held Shana's body in his big, powerful hands. His face remained expressionless as she squirmed in his iron grip. She was wearing her tunic with no underwear and her heeled sandals. She squirmed, kicked her feet, and flexed her toes. He wrapped one big hand around her upper chest, and the other around her thighs. He tightened his grip, until she could no longer squirm, and then he began to bend her slowly backwards, curving her spine toward its limit of motion, folding her body in half. One of her heeled sandals fell off. "No! No!" Shana screamed, over and over, but the Understudy continued to bend her, until her cries melted into one long scream. He bent her slowly, deliberately, only an inch every few moments. Shana could hear her joints cracking with each inch. As her body formed a U-shaped bow, the fabric of her tunic, pinned in two places by the Usher's giant hands, began to tear along her midsection, with a loud ripping sound, baring her stomach and navel. The Understudy slid one hand up from around her upper chest to the spot where her jaw met her throat. He pushed against her neck and forced her head all the way back, as far as it could go, until her nose was pointed towards her ass, up over which her tunic had begun to slide.-
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