Rachel's body began to react to the torture the pot-bellied man was inflicting on her body. She was disgusted by everything about him, not to speak of how he was hurting her. Her skin still crawled at how strange his tongue continued to explore deep into her honey pot, and she felt strange and helpless.
It was as if she was undergoing a surgical procedure, where a long, slimy, and soft instrument was pushed into her womb. Suddenly, she felt an ache in her vagina, and she could tell her body was reacting to the strange occurrences, though her mind and soul longed to be set free.
When the creature moved his lips away from her core, she let out a breath of relief, but her joy was short-lived. She closed her eyes and took in deep breaths, only for him to press a button that made the bed on which she was tied fall backward. She finally realized it was a bed after the creature pressed the button to make it fall backward. It didn't cross her mind that she was tied to a bed.
