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Chapter 52

    Rachel


    The nurse approached, her gaze full of satisfaction and something bordering on sadism. I was there, on my knees on the easel, trying to maintain myposure. I knew that position must be ufortable, but the difort I felt was not exactly what I expected. "This position should make my body more... essible, don''t you think?" Imented, trying to divert the tension of the situation.


    "Of course it does... but your skirt is limiting the opening of your legs," the nurse replied with a mischievous smile. "How about we take it off..?" the nurse asked excitedly.


    "No need, I''ll take it like this anyway and I''ll use it properly with Vincenzo," I replied authoritatively, although my voice betrayed my nervousness.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    "Aaaaah... why wait?" Before I could react, I felt her hand on my pert ass, lifting my skirt with frightening speed. The feeling of exposure was immediate and my first reaction was to lean forward, almost falling over in shock. "What are you doing?" I screamed, terrified, as sheughed and skillfully tied me to the easel with the leather buckles. "You need to be quiet, darling," she said, her voice full of mockery. Before I could react or resist, I felt my hands and ankles being firmly restrained. "There, now you''re not going anywhere." I struggled, trying to free my hands, but it was useless. "You treacherous slut," I muttered as I struggled against the restraints. She justughed, circling me like a predator satisfied with its prey. "Don''t worry, you look perfect like this," she said in a honeyed voice, getting closer and closer to my backside. "You have a huge ass, you know that?" I heard the wicked tone in her voice as her mouth clearly watered and, terrified, I tried to close my legs, but the position I was in made it impossible. "DON''T YOU DARE!" I screamed, my desperate voice echoing through the room. But she didn''t seem to care. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy my desperation. "I have an idea!" she eximed suddenly. Before I could process what she was nning, I heard her phone screen unlock and her head move closer between my legs. She bent down,id her face on my ass and took a few selfies. I could hardly believe what was happening. The sh of the photos only increased my embarrassment, and the situation seemed increasingly surreal. It was then that the other attendant returned, apparently holding something in her hands. "I brought everything you asked for," she said. The nurse put away her cell phone, as if she was preparing for the next step, her voice full of euphoria. "Now the party is going to start." I began to struggle, panic taking over mepletely. "What is this? What did you bring?" My voice came out shaky and desperate, while my eyes widened with tension. I heard the sounds of packages being opened and the click of objects being ced on the easel, but I couldn''t see what it was. Every detail made my heart race even more. The nurse, with her evil smile, tilted her head and asked: "Why don''t we y a little game? Just between girls..." I felt cold sweat running down my forehead, my body was stiff with nervousness. I couldn''t answer. My stomach was churning, and my mind was desperately trying to find a way to escape from it. The nurse came closer again, with that look full of lust and malice, and whispered close to me: "I''m going to put some things in you..." I heard the sound of rubber snapping, followed by something sticky dripping. From the sweet smell of strawberries, I knew it was lubricant. My eyes widened even more when I felt her fingers between my legs, pulling down my panties, brushing my pussy with the back of her smeared fingers in a slow and calcted way. "And you try to guess what it is... I hope you miss, you miss." Her voice was a whisper full of perversity. My whole body was shaking. I didn''t know what to say, I just wanted to get out of there. When I felt her slowly pulling my panties aside, leaving my pussypletely exposed, she let out a heavy, hot sigh through her mouth, about to do something else, despair took over mepletely. "STOP!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the room. It wasn''t a request, it was an order. The nurseughed again, clearly thinking I was bluffing, but I continued with more force: "I SAID STOP!" My anger was now palpable. I was tired of feeling helpless. This time, my voice sounded with such authority that the nurse released my panties, which pped my pussy hard, freezing it in ce. She seemed to be in shock for a moment. Then, almost awkwardly apparently, she began to undo the restraints, her hands shaking slightly. and while she released my wrists and ankles. I got off the easel, still panting, and stood before her. My body was on alert, but my mind already knew what to do. The nurse, a little nervous, began to mumble something, perhaps an apology, but I didn''t let her finish. Before she could say another word, my hand moved automatically, and a p echoed through the room. The sound echoed loudly, cutting through the awkward silence that had settled between us. The impact was strong enough to leave the mark of my fingers on her cheek. She raised her hand to her face, surprised and unresponsive, while I stared at her firmly. There was no fear in me anymore, only controlled anger. "Don''t ever try that to me again. Never." My voice came out cold, almost like Vincenzo''s when he got serious. I kept my gaze fixed on her, feeling the adrenaline still running through my body. She was still in shock, not knowing how to respond. Her wide eyes began to water, almost as if she had finally realized that she had gone too far. Without saying anything else, I turned my back and began to walk towards the exit. I still felt the weight of shame and anger, but I was determined to leave. "Rachel!" she eximed loudly, making me stop and look back instinctively. She walked towards me and stood in front of me again, tears streaming down her ecstatic face. "Do it again.." She begged with an expression of excitement and happiness that not even the sluttiest of prostitutes could have. I looked at her in disbelief at the whole situation and turned towards the exit. "Rachel.. Rachel, wait a minute...it was just a joke" she said walking quickly behind me, making me stop and turn to her once more, making her hit me, "You are crazy and sick" I stated with a serious expression that would certainly make Vincenzo proud, "...and those aren''t even my greatest qualities.." she said mockingly as I looked at her seriously, not just her eyes but her vile soul while a palpable tension hung over the ce.
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