Wake up..

From Create Your Own Story

You wake up groggily with a pounding in your head. You are stiff, and can't quite remember how you lost conciousness. You are cold, lying on a flat steel table. You realize with horror that you are completely naked and on an examination table in a completely white room. It is undecorated, with the silver large examination table in the centre. There are a few stainless steel tables close to the examination table, as well as a machine at the head, which to you lookes like a scanner. You move to sit up and discover you are strapped to the table. There is a homely looking woman standing next to you. Slowly, you begin to remember you tried to escape. You can feel yourself begin to panic. You notice the ceiling has a large mirror. You will be able to see everything that happens to you in this room. You can see your small body on the table, your perky teacup breasts rise and fall as you breathe. Your black hair is spread on the table, and your find features look frightened despite your attempts to hide your emotions. As your green eyes move down your body, you realize you can see your ribs as you lay flat on your back. You stomach is also flat, thanks to youth. Your eyes finally reach the little triangle of black curls that hide your virgin pussy.

You wonder if you are about to be raped.

You hear a door close, and look away from the mirror to see a cat woman entering the room. She smiles as you make eye contact with her. She moves like a cat as well, you notice, all grace. The homely woman looks surprised and asks, "You don't usually attend these, Madame Leona." The cat-woman ignores her.

“I'm not particularly impressed about your escape attempt," she says, her eyes narrowing. "But, you are one of the most interesting purchases I've made this season.” The cat-woman purrs as she walks up to the examination table. “I don’t attend all of these, you understand. Mostly it’s just to check your health, make sure you are clean of disease, etc. We pride ourselves on having good stock here." She pauses, raising a clawed and slapping you so suddenly you can do nothing but stare at her in surprise, "I know your situation. I know you've yet to learn your place. Let me make it clear to you, that type of behaviour will not be tolerated again. You get a free pass... this time." Her voice softens again and she begins to stroke along your thigh. She raises a delicate clawed hand and strokes along your calf raising goosebumps, “Your father sold you for quite a price you know. Promised you were a virgin… but fathers don’t always know their daughter’s secrets… do they?” The older woman had started another scan of some kind, and data began scrolling up on a screen in front of her.

What do you say?

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