*Disclaimer: this is a work of fantasy and should be treated as such. Real rape is a heinous crime that deserves to be punished to the full extend of the law. If you do not recognize the difference between reality and fantasy, you also lack the maturity to read this story.
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This is not a new story, but a story that I had not kept the manuscript for and just been able to retrieve it from the site I orginally published it. The story has been heavily inspired by the videos and pictures I have seen of a porn brand called CZECH FANTASY.
Social Services
“All rise for the honorable judge Colonel Moore” the bailiff announced in official tone.
Rebecca Stanton got to her feet straightening her smart skirt and faced the bench, watching the judge entering in dress uniform and taking his seat, and banged his gavel. “The first district court of New York Province is in session. The defendant Rebecca Stanton will take the stand.” Rebecca complied and looked at the judge.
“Your name is Rebecca Stanton, born April first 2103, in Charlotte, province of North Carolina?”
“Yes, sir that is correct.” Rebecca confirmed
“Occupation?”
“I’m a student sir.”
The judge raised an eyebrow and said “Unusual, for a young woman to be a student, especially out of home province.”
“I’m attending the New York school for music, studying classic piano, I got a grant from the Morales foundation.” Rebecca replied proudly.
“Ok, that explains this” the judge continued “let’s get moving on. Rebecca Stanton, you are charged with assaulting a member of the Uniformed States of America police force on June 16th 2124. You have declined summary judgment on the scene, and insisted on a court date. Well this is it. State your case as you see it.”
Rebecca took a deep breath and started heatedly “I didn’t assault anybody, I was the one assaulted. I was shopping downtown when this ruffian stepped behind me, and pinched me in the butt and started to grab my breasts. After I overcame the first shock of such a lewd assault, I started defending myself, and slapped the man in the face. He then started shouting at me pulled a badge and told me I was under arrest, I shouted at him what the hell I was supposed to be arrested for. And this guy has the gall of telling me that assaulting a law enforcement officer carries an automatic penalty of two years imprisonment, which I was supposed to start immediately. I refused this sentence, since I clearly acted in self defense after his assault so I requested the court hearing. And that is all, sir.”
Judge Moore had listened with a stern face. Now he rose and stated “I’m very disappointed in you, you should know that the assault on an officer of the Uniformed States of America is not acceptable. I uphold the ruling on the scene, but since you wasted the time of this court, I will raise the time of the sentence from 2 to 4 years of jail with heavy labor.”
Rebecca blanched “But that is not fair.”
“Fairness has nothing to do with this, this is the law. Your confinement will start the moment this session closes. You will be considered a convict and any chance for receiving public money, such as your grant will be denied to you.”
Rebecca started to sway, and her eyes began to fill with tears. Judge Moore looked at her with interest taking in for the first time the slender figure with an ample chest, and a butt that clearly invited pinching he mused. The face was pretty, but pale framed by auburn shoulder length hair. Her tear filled eyes were of an intriguing opal green color. After a moment of thought he asked her “Have you been informed on the possibility of alternative punishment?”
“I have vaguely heard of it, that one can apply to the court for a reduced sentence of service, either military or social service.”
“That is correct, military service will reduce by a factor of 4 and social service will be a factor of 12. Women are not eligible for military service, but you can volunteer for social services. Choosing service would also remove the black spot of being a convict from your files. Should you decide to plead to the court, I would be willing to grant the petition.”
Rebecca had no idea what social services would entail, but she was sure 4 months of it would beat 4 years in prison. What nagged at her was the big disparity of sentence reduction between the 2 services, everybody knew military service was dangerous so why was social service so much shorter. But then she braced herself. “Sir I would like to apply for the social services.”
“You do not apply for it” Moore replied “you plead for the courts mercy, and pleading is best done on ones knees.”
For a moment Rebecca was lost for words, but then she swallowed her pride and thought she might just get it over with. She slowly lowered herself to her knees and spoke with a clear voice “I plead the honorable Judge to grant me the mercy of doing the social service.”
Judge Moore smiled pleased, banged his gavel again “The court rules to grant, the plea. You will report tomorrow at 10:00 am to the Social Service Center of your registered living district. The address can be found in the public registry. You are to report there, on time and in well groomed condition. The court rests.”
The next morning Rebecca got up early, showered and shaved her legs, putting on her comfy underwear, nylons and a modest dress. She left her small one room lodging, and took the most convenient form of public transit the fast moving tube trains crossing the whole city. The view of the translucent bullet shaped carrier cars in the clear tubes, never failed to impress her. The view from the carriages onto New York was equally impressive.
At the station close to her final destination she got of the tube. Arriving at 2147 West Brown Street, the building she had looking for, was identified by a small brass plaque reading Social Service Center district 517, open from 11 am to 3 pm.
Based on her time piece it was 5 minutes to 10 so she grabbed for the door handle and opened the door. As she stepped through the door, the odor was less than pleasant, it was stale and musky, it actually reminded Rebecca of the smell of sweat or sex, but could certainly not be, this was a state sponsored institution. The smell surely must come from some harmless activity such as serving sick and homeless people, despite the best efforts of the state to eliminate the problem; homelessness was still not as well eradicated as prostitution. The entrance hall was a small room with walls made from raw wood. Except the entrance she just had used there were 2 doors leading from this room, one to her right and the other straight ahead. The one to her right had a sign, general public and the other work force this one was closed off with some kind of cloth curtain. Since Rebecca would have to consider herself part of the work force of SSC 517 for the next four months she went for the far doorway. The closer she got she heard some voices and a radio playing. She stopped shortly knocked against the door frame and entered.
The room she entered was a small office like space with neatly organized work table at the far wall. At this table sat the tallest man she had ever met. Even seated it was obvious that he would tower over her. He was of African American decent and completely bald. He raised his head and a shiver ran down her spine. The eyes that looked at her were hard as flint and without any compassion.
“You are Stanton?” he asked
“Yes I’m Rebecca Stanton, I’m supposed to report here at 10 o clock, and who are you?”
“At least you are on time, that is a good start, as for who I am, I’m the boss of this little SSC. The name is Tyrell Baldwyn that is Mr. Baldwyn to you; the alternative form of address is sir. You are going to be 4 months with us, and just in case nobody explained it to you, if you fail to comply with the program you original sentence is to be served fully, without consideration of service time rendered here. Do you understand this?”
“Yes sir, but what are we doing here?”
“You are here to provide an important service to your fellow men. And you can start right now by taking your clothes of.”
“What?” Rebecca roared, her temper flaring up.
“You are going to strip off all your clothes and fold them neatly, you will then put them together with your personal affects in this box, for the duration of your sentence the SSC will provide all you need.” With this he pointed at a metal container on the floor.
“But I can’t take my clothes of in front of you, is there a changing room or something?” Rebecca uttered flushing crimson, part in outrage part in shame.
“No right here will be fine, and now get on with it I don’t have all day, the shift starts at 11 and we need to get procedure out of the way.”
As Rebecca still didn’t move, Baldwyn reached for the receiver of his communication unit. With a very deliberate voice as if talking to a particularly slow child he said “I thought we had covered this, you don’t comply, I call the cops and you get your sorry ass thrown into jail. Where as far as I know, proceedings will start with a strip and cavity search. Do you really want me to make this call, because I’m too old for this shit.”
“That won’t be necessary sir” Rebecca mumbled and began unbuttoning her dress. As instructed she took off the dress, her shoes and nylons, folding them all neatly placing them in the box. She was very conscious of herself standing in only her underwear in front of a strange man.
Baldwyn had watched her, with that inanimate gaze of his, he usually enjoyed this part of his job, but it wouldn’t do to let become obvious. So he had schooled his face to remain impassive. And this one was a beauty, firm but proportionally large breasts strained the elastic material of the plain white bra, and the womanly wide hips were covered by matching panties. He gestured to her to continue, which only caused Rebecca to frown, but as his hand reached for the receiver, she grabbed behind herself unhooking the clasp of her bra. She took of the garment and placed it in the box, covering herself as good as possible with her arms.
“Oh come on” said Baldwyn “as much as I like the sight of knickers and knockers, I told you to strip, and that means everything. If I have to tell you everything multiple times, I will get you taken off and take the next volunteer.” Rebecca felt that this wasn’t an idle threat, hooked her thumbs in the side of her panties and slid them down her legs. Now she stood there completely naked, covering her genitals and breasts with her hands. But Baldwyn wasn’t having any of that.
“Don’t be ridiculous, put your hands on your hips. Honestly your hand isn’t big enough to cover those knockers anyhow.” Rebecca turned a deeper shade of crimson, and was opening her mouth to speak her mind, but then she saw Baldwyn looking at the receiver. Trembling with both anger and shame she let her hands drop to her side.
Baldwyn looked at her and asked incredulously “What in the world is this, a bird’s nest? Didn’t they tell you to come groomed?”
“But I did shave my legs” she uttered.
Baldwyn got up and stepped close to her, and grabbed a handful of the wild mass of dark auburn pubic hair. “Sure you did, but why did you stop where they are meeting. This bush isn’t up to code, and has to go. But we can take care of that with the medical.” Rebecca winced with pain and indignation as this man touched her without her consent. “Mr. Baldwyn this goes too far, would you please let go of me, what is this place after all?”
Baldwyn let her go, and ushered her to a neighboring room , this room was furnished like a doctor’s office with complete to a chair with stirrups in one corner. “Over there sit in the chair, Dr. McCoy is going to be around in a minute.”
Rebecca set in the chair with the stirrups, but kept her legs tightly shut. Baldwyn continued “Since you seem to be completely clueless about the purpose of the institution of the social service centers, let me enlighten you. After the abolishment of prostitution 50 years ago, the ruling council and CinC Alexander I, found that there was a growing unrest about unsatisfied members of the public. They were sexually frustrated and couldn’t get relief, they became increasingly aggressive. Crime and riots increased, so it was decided to offer a discreet alternative to provide relief. They found their first volunteers with the now outlawed hookers and later by combing the women’s prisons. The SSC went up, and since they are free of charge they are not considered prostitution. It’s all done very discreet and the general public never sees the girls or vice versa, so when your service is over nobody will ever be able to recognize you. That is one of the reasons why those red curls of yours have to go. Now put your legs in the stirrups that we can get you ready for Dr. McCoy.”
Rebecca really considered protesting, but 4 years of hard labor, and her future ruined. This was humiliating, but having a couple of guys fucking her, was better than breaking rocks in a desert prison camp. She looked down , slid back in the chair and began placing her legs in stirrups. Baldwyn nodded and stepped closer, closing a clasp over each of her legs securing them in place.
“It’s just to protect you from injury.” Baldwyn said adjusting a knob on the stirrups, swinging them apart, leaving Rebecca’s sex completely exposed, but he didn’t seem to be interested, he walked briskly to a shelf and grabbed a stubby device. He returned between her spread legs and switched the device on, it emitted a light humming sound and a faint green light. Wherever the light hit her body hair, the hair shriveled up and crumpled into dust, it was completely painless, but left Rebecca with a tingling sensation.
“What is this thing?” she asked
“This is a medical defoliator; it is used to remove body hair before operations, but it’s working equally well for our purposes, don’t worry the hair will grow back, but it might take a while.” What he left out was that the process would take about a year before the first stubble would show again, by then she most likely had gotten used to be a bald. He gave his work a last quick look and switched of the device, as a short dark haired man entered the room.
“Good morning, Baldwyn, sorry to be late, but traffic was hell, are we all set?”
“No problem Doc, I just finished here with a little cleaning project myself, she is all yours.”
With that he turned around, and went back to his office. Rebecca watched the new man McCoy, put on rubber gloves and step towards her.
“Good morning young lady, this shouldn’t take long. I take it you are no virgin?” Without really waiting for an answer he pried apart here labia and continued “yes as I thought, no longer Virgo intacta.” He grabbed a metal speculum from a nearby table warmed it up a bit with his hands and inserted it in her. For the next 5 minutes he went on to give her a full gynecological examination, behaving in the same professional way her own doctor would have done. This made the whole process more bearable for Rebecca. When she thought he was done he said “You are all good to go, but one quick question do you have a contraceptive implant?”
Rebecca was startled for a moment before she answered “No Doctor, I never thought I needed one, most of my intercourse was protected by condoms or a CI on the guy’s side. I thought this would have time until I was a bit older. Is that a problem?”
McCoy smiled uneasily “No problem at all, you may stand up now and begin your service.” He helped her up and pointed her towards Baldwyn’s office.
Rebecca went back to the office, where Baldwyn was already waiting. “Ok let’s get the show moving we are opening in 5 minutes, step this way my dear.” And with that he walked her through the other door. The first thing she saw in this room was that it had also a wall of unfinished wood, and another naked woman standing in it. “Maggie this is Rebecca, she will be in your rotation for the next few months, show her the ropes please.” With that he left the naked women alone.
Maggie said “ Come all in business is as straight forward as it can be, this is station one” she pointed to a bunch of holes about 3 feet over a cushioned bench. “It’s using an old concept called a glory hole, the johns will put their dicks through the whole and we finish them off on this side. Each rotation lasts 4 hours then we have a 15 minute break and rotate to next station. The other ones are real easy and don’t need any explanation. Each shift ends after we passed all three stations.”
“So we have to be here for 12 hours?” Rebecca exclaimed with disbelief, when Baldwyn had explained the purpose, she had hoped for just a few guys each day, but 12 hours was a long time, and how was she supposed to finish off a guy sticking his dick though the hole. She was going to ask but a bell rang and Maggie shoved her towards the wall.
“Get moving darling this place fills up quickly” As if to prove her point, a semi erect penis appeared in one of the holes, just to be followed by another one in the other.
“Yours is the right one, I take the left one. Go start sucking” With that she went to the bench sank to her knees and began to work her mouth on the quickly hardening cock.
Rebecca stood paralyzed, only sobbing “I can’t do this, I can’t do this …” Baldwyn had stepped into the room and looked at her “You either get going in the next three seconds or I will need to make you, and you won’t enjoy this.”
He counted the seconds out loud “ One – Two – Three” As Rebecca didn’t move, he sighed “This is your own fault.” He went to his office and came back holding some unfamiliar implements in his hand.
When he reached Rebecca, he used is free hand to grabbed her hair and pulled her closer, as she screamed in pain he crammed a ring shaped device in her mouth, Rebecca never had seen an Ring gag before, but the purpose dawned on her quickly as he tightened the straps behind her head. The other things in his hand were leather cuffs with D rings attached to them. He quickly pushed them over her wrists and tightened them. Having done so he frog marched her towards the waiting cock, where he used his size to push her down onto the bench. The next thing surprised Rebecca, instead of forcing the dick into her mouth, he grabbed on cuffed wrist and fastened it to an eye-bolt she hadn’t noticed before. Then repeating this with her other wrist, this brought her extremely close to the wall, actually pressing her breasts uncomfortably into it.
Baldwyn reached into his pocket and produced another leather strap, which went to an eye-bolt on the level of the glory hole, then happened what she had been afraid of, he grabbed her head and directed it onto the waiting cock. The taste was repulsive to her, as if the man on the other side hadn’t seen water or soap for a long time. As she tried push her head back, Baldwyn used one of his strong hands to push her head all the way forward until her nose hit the wall, and the erect penis buried itself in her throat. She started to gag, but that didn’t impress Baldwyn, he moved the additional leather strap around the back of her head into the eye-bolt on the other side, and then tightened the strap. This locked her open mouth directly behind the provided hole. The man on the other side might have noticed her reluctance to service him orally, but he also noticed that there was now a way to get his rocks off, so he started to move on his own accord sawing in and out of Rebecca’s mouth.
It didn’t take long before his rhythm changed and a he shot a load of his warm salty sperm into her mouth and down her throat. Rebecca tried hard not to swallow, but the man on the other side kept his cock in her mouth until it became completely flaccid. Maggie had apparently finished her customer as well, because she came over to her talking quietly in her ear.
“You stupid bitch, do you see what your resistance got you? This is the one station were we have some control on what happens, I can decide how fast I service a guy, I can decide how deep he gets, I can control, where he cums it’s just pulling back and taking it on the tits. But believe me for the next four hours you will not give any blow jobs, you will be constantly facefucked, and I’m pretty certain you will end with a bellyful of jizz. I hope you enjoy it.”
And Maggie was right the next four hours seemed like an endless parades of dicks being roughly pushed into her mouth, Rebecca was surprised about the large variety in, length, girth, odor, texture and taste. Thank god most of the men didn’t smell as bad as her first customer. And Maggie was right about two more things, the men all seemed to enjoy ramming into her defenseless mouth with as much force as they could muster, and none of them did even consider cumming anywhere else but deep in her mouth. Rebecca was terrified, she hated oral sex, some of her boyfriends had wanted her to give them head, but she usually refused. The few that had succeeded all were kind enough to cum outside of her mouth, her breasts had been preferred targets for their loads. This time she had no choice but to endure the endless assault, and swallow her pride as well as a lot of sperm, inside herself she vowed to take Maggie’s advice to heart in the future.
Then the time was over and Maggie released her from the restraints. Rebecca was ready to just throw up, but Maggie warned her “Whatever you do don’t throw up in here, you would only be forced to clean it up right away, we are supposed to leave our work place in a good and clean condition. Our fifteen minute break isn’t long enough to get a bit of rest, and lick up vomit from the floor. If you have to go there is a rest room around the corner. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes at station two.” With that she quickly vanished in the direction of the rest room.
Rebecca decided this might be the smart thing to do, she had to use the facilities anyhow. After they each had completed their business, Maggie led her to 2 cubicles that had nothing but a leather topped bench in them. The end of the bench would have met the wall, if there hadn’t been a black velvet curtain. Maggie told her “You are supposed to stick your legs through that hole and shift through it until you hips are past the curtain. Don’t worry about the dangling legs, they will be quickly supported. Oh and after that, I recommend you lie back and enjoy the ride, there isn’t anything you can do from here on.” With that she swung herself on her bench and shimmied her lower body through the hole. Rebecca decided that it might be the best to just follow Maggie’s example, the last station had left literally a bitter taste in her mouth.
The leather felt pleasant on her back and true to Maggie’s promise it didn’t take long after putting her legs through the hole that somebody grabbed her leg and bent it upwards until her ankle was laced in some kind of loop high above the floor. The same happened to her other leg leaving her spread wide open. Her pussy was even more exposed than on the gynecological chair before. She felt hands grabbing her pussy lips, and probing the soft pink flesh of her vagina, the finger was withdrawn, and the owner was apparently not happy with the level of natural lubrication, she heard a spitting sound and felt something wet hitting her slightly open entrance. She felt a bit of pressure and then the man on the other side shoved his entire cock into her.
Rebecca screamed in pain, she was completely lacked arousal and the membrane of her sex felt like they were ripping apart. After about a dozen very painful thrusts, she tried to relax, in the hope it would minimize the pain. It helped a bit, but she now also really tried to imagine this as a nicer situation, but she couldn’t. Here she was lying on her back, with her whole lower body in another room, legs tied wide and all hiding pubic hair removed, and this man was fucking her without any regard of her needs or well being. For him she was just a convenient hole to unload himself. As he kept on thrusting into her she realized that all the men she had serviced with her mouth had ejaculated in her, would this be here the same, did they use contraceptives, or would they actually ejaculate inside of her. The thought made her blood freeze, if they would cum inside her, and doing so for the next 4 months, she would become almost inevitably pregnant, that’s why Dr. McCoy had asked about her CI. And as if to confirm her darkest fears the man currently humping her, shot his semen straight up her vagina.
Unknown to Rebecca, the medical research over the last century had eliminated almost all STD so that the social service centers all offered unprotected sex on all the women. If one got pregnant, well that was her risk, and it would give the USA another citizen, since abortions had become unavailable as well.
As soon as the first customer had relieved himself, he withdrew and was replaced by the next, Rebecca thought either the afternoon is just busier, or more men are lining up to pump a pussy than getting a blow job. No matter what the explanation was the new man was clearly of a different build, stretching her tender folds further than ever before, but at least she had some lubrication from the previous guy’s sperm. The next four hours went on the same way, Rebecca’s pussy was never empty for long, the men all seemed eager to plunge into the widely splayed sex of the young musician. And every single one of them shot his load into her. Rebecca tried to keep track, but after a while she didn’t know any longer if this was the 25th or 30th man emptying his balls in her.
While this was going on Rebecca started to worry, what in the world was that third station Maggie had spoken of? This station was clearly a favorite of the men out there, so what else might there be? She got the answer faster than she cared for. As the clock was striking the fourth hour and her last client finished inside her and left her she felt empty and alone. Here pussy that had been pounded for the last four hours seemed to gape open, not willing to close itself any longer. Somebody on the other side of the wall released her legs from the loops and her legs fell towards the floor, and she was happy for the regained freedom.
Then all of a sudden the person on the other side gripped both legs and flipped her onto her stomach. Fixing her legs now to loops close to the floor leaving her slightly spread again. In her naivety Rebecca decided that Station three was just a position change, so the girls didn’t end up with cramps getting fucked. The man now touching her showed her the error of her thoughts quickly. With rough callused hands he grabbed her cheeks and spread them, as the cold air hit her now exposed anus, Rebecca started to scream and plead “Please, not there, please fuck me in my pussy, I’m a good fuck, but not there, please …” but she could have saved herself the breath. The man spreading her ass cheeks seemed to have applied something cold and slippery to his fingers, and now worked a finger into her anus.
If oral sex had been repugnant to her, anal was completely new to Rebecca. So the lubed up finger was the first thing ever entering her anus. The man continued to stretch and lube her up real good, but even with all the preparation, as soon as he started to push head of his cock pass her sphincter Rebecca screamed for the second time on this day in pain. But now that he had started to penetrate her, the man felt no compulsion in pressing onward, and the pain was excruciating. To Rebecca it felt like she was penetrated by a baseball bat with the thick end first, she would have been surprised to know that the man currently fucking her formerly virgin asshole had one of the smaller dicks she had experienced before. But to Rebecca every thrust hurts, and then finally she heard the change in breathing, telling her this man was ready to cum. Over the last hours she had become an expert in all signs men made prior to ejaculation. And she was right, with a sigh of relief the man flooded her bowels with his seed. Rebecca was overjoyed that when he withdrew he wasn’t immediately replaced by another cock. There was almost a break for 15 minutes before the next man approached her. He apparently took the leaking cum on her asshole as a sign that he didn’t need to to concern himself any of the widening or stretching, so he just smeared the lube over his own dick, positioned it at the entrance of her brown starfish and with on brutal lunge pressed forward, the pain was really bad and no lubrication on his dick, or the drying sperm in her colon could make this pleasant. She instinctively clenched her muscles, and the man inside of her groaned with pure delight as continued to pound her. But he also came rather quickly. The rest of the time was a mix of boredom and pain, as the ass fucking was clearly not the most popular station in the SSC, or perhaps they just didn’t like Rebecca’s screams of pain. A few more men ignore the anus completely and fucked her pussy, but that didn’t faze her at all any longer.
After the last visitor had finished, Rebecca was released from her station. She tried to walk straight, but her legs would allow it. She shuffled in a definitely bow legged way after the other women. Maggie called out “Come Rebecca you will feel better after a hot shower”
Like Rebecca’s own body Maggie was showing copious amounts of dried and drying sperm, on her butt, her legs and some still oozing from her nether orifices. Before she could reply Baldwyn called out “Rebecca if you would please come to my office for a moment?”
Rebecca was only tired and there was no fight left in her, so she meekly shuffled over to Baldwyn’s office. After she had entered she saw that the big man sat naked in his chair with an enormous erection before him.
“Great now I have to fuck him as well” she thought, but after this day it really didn’t matter any longer.
“What would you like me to do, sir?” she asked “suck you off, or bend over your desk so you can fuck me?”
Baldwyn smiled when he heard the meek voice, this one seemed to get in the proper state of mind for this place.
“Oh it’s nothing so prosaic, if I wanted to fuck any of your holes, I would have just joined the crowd outside. No what I want from you is to get on your knees and crawl over here to me. Then you will take this bottle of massage oil and rub it over your knockers. When they are nice and shiny you will bend over to me and rub my cock between those meat bags until I cum all over your face.”
As he had expected, there was a moment of shock, followed by resignation and then compliance. He watched her crawling towards him her big breasts swinging enticingly from side to side. She took the oil bottle from him and started to lather her breast with the soothing oils. Next he was experiencing his dark black dick being engulfed by her large, but pale breasts, shaking up and down. Going faster and faster, Baldwyn could not imagine a position of more power than having a beautiful woman, holding her breasts tightly around ones cock, working on getting him off, with no more reward than a face full of cum. And with that gratifying thought he exploded, shooting thick strings of sperm, all over her face, her breasts and hands.
After this he sagged back in his chair with a smile of pure bliss on his face. “Very nice Rebecca, you can now join the others in the shower. I will see you tomorrow no later than 10:45.” With that he got up and left the cum drenched young woman lying exhausted on the floor.
Only 119 more days to go.
THE END
