Secret Lies

An eBook By Master Coe.

The technicians completed setting up the equipment and left as fast as they entered.

The table was filled with all sorts of instruments of torture Sarah had never seen before. Just to the right of the table was a smaller table that had been set up. It had several pitchers of water on it and a bucket of ice cubes. Sarah didn’t see any cups, which concerned her.

Marcus looked towards the two men standing at the door, as the last of the technicians were leaving. "Lock the door. Un-cuff her and bring her to me."

"Yes sir." The men answered in unison.

Seconds later, Sarah fond herself being held up by both arms and standing directly in front of Marcus.

Marcus grabbed her by her chin and squeezed hard as he pulled her face close to his. "I will break you Sarah. Do you know why?"

Sarah didn’t answer. She just let the silence linger. This infuriated Marcus. He released his grip on her face and followed it with a full force slap to her face. If she wasn’t being held up, she would have been knocked to the ground.

He grabbed her firmly her hair and pulled her even closer. She wasn’t bleeding, but his hand print was imprinted on her face.

"You will learn to answer me when I speak to you." He slapped her again. Not quit as hard, but almost exactly in the same spot. "Now answer the question. "Do you know why?"

"No, I don’t know why." The pain gave Sarah an instant headache. She did everything she could to fight back the tears.

"Because it’s what I do and I’m damn good at it." Marcus released his grip on her and sat in his chair. "Strap her in, and then you may leave."

The two men forced her into the chair and strapped her securely in place. Before they strapped her head into place, they took a leather collar from the table and placed it around her neck. They fastened the collar securely to the back of the chair to two eye hooks coming from the side of the chair back. They then placed the strap around the top of her head. She was completely immobile.

Just when she thought it could get no worse they knelt down in front of her and each man removed a latch from each of the legs of the chair. They rotated the legs outward, spreading her legs as far a part as they could go and locked the legs in place. The bottomless seat of the chair left her fully exposed.

Marcus seemed unpleased by something. "Have Brenda come in here and tell her to bring her prep gear."

The two men left the room. Marcus just sat across from Sarah, not saying a word. A few minutes later a very fit red haired lady in her mid thirties entered the room carrying a small black case, a towel and a small bowl.  She set everything down on the floor between Sarah’s legs. She took the bowl over to the table with the water and half filled it, and then took it back to where she sat down the rest of her equipment.

She took some of the water in her hand and poured it over Sarah’s public hairs, until she was able to pull the hairs straight with her finger tips.

Sarah never had a woman that close to her private parts before. She had especially never had another woman touch her there. To Sarah’s surprise she immediately became very wet and her clit started to swell with each stroke of her pubic hair from Brenda. Brenda smiled when she saw how Sarah was responding to her. Sarah was very much ashamed by her reaction.

Brenda opened her black case to reveal a shaving kit. She removed a pair of barber scissors. She wasted no time in trimming Sarah’s pubic hair as she stretched it out between her fingers.

When Sarah’s pubic hair was too short for the scissors, Brenda lathered Sarah’s pussy with shaving cream. She made sure to rub Sarah’s swollen clit with her thumb every chance she got.

Sarah tried to fight the sensations which spread like shock waves through her body each time Brenda rubbed her clit or slipped one of her fingers deep inside of her exposed pussy, by accident of course.

When Sarah’s pussy was clean shaven, Brenda took one last look to insure she didn’t miss any stray hairs.

By this time Sarah was close to an orgasm. Brenda took a few extra moments to bring Sarah right to the edge, and then she stopped and started to pack up her gear. Sarah didn’t know what to do. Her pussy was so wet, it was dripping. When Brenda stepped away Marcus had a clear view.

As Brenda was leaving the room Marcus instructed her, "I’m making it your job to see that she stays clean shaven. Is that clear?"

"Yes boss, whatever you say." Brenda looked across at Sarah and licked her lips. Brenda closed and locked the door behind her as she left the room.

Marcus walked over and stood in front of Sarah. "I’m glad you enjoyed that."

He reached down and shoved the two middle fingers of his right hand deep into Sarah’s virgin. He lifted his hand up and spread his fingers as far apart as possible. He stretched her to her limit. He used his thumb to press hard on her swollen clit.

Sarah had no choice but to cum all over his hand. She never expected to have an orgasm under these conditions before, especially one so intense. She was so ashamed all she could do was to cry.

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