Chapter Ten
Nancy
“It is difficult to remember the specifics of my life after the Doctor declared my fitness to serve and discharged me. Certain moments stand out. I remember the long ride back to Sub- Level B in the prisoner transport truck, wearing the same straight jacket I had worn when I left. The tight crotch strap forced my brand new number eight anal dilator deep into my aching hole, the Doctor had lubed the thick plug with his own spunk as he finished my farewell ass rape. The slimy remains still burned inside me. My ass cheeks burned from Natasha’s farewell thrashing. My leg shackles rattled as I bounced on the truck bed. The only thing on my mind was wondering when I would be fed again.”
“How long were you down there?” I asked.
She shrugged.
“ Time was meaningless in a plac
