Chapter Three
Intimate Additions
“Now, hold still!” she continued more aggressively, “You must now be fitted with the most ... ah ... intimate portions, and I’m afraid it’ll be a little embarrassing and painful for you. Please lay on your back, then spread your legs wide apart.”
Groaning with misery and embarrassment, I sat awkwardly, then flopped back onto my bed, lifting my hips while she positioned a pillow then spread a towel under them. Fearing what was to come, I shuddered wildly when she returned to the box and brought out the next clinical piece of the ensemble.
“Now, dear, this is going to hurt for a moment when I insert it, but I want you to bear with me and the pain will go away quickly. Hold still while I lubricate you. Spread your thighs farther apart, please.”
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