My continued fretting ensured that I did not hear anything that was going on around me. My breath was coming in gulps now as I tried to calm myself from the icy fear that was running through my veins.

I jumped, surprised, as I heard your voice once more..."Remember my instructions Jessica."

Before I even had a chance to catch my breath and respond, I felt a rough hand grab tightly on my arm and start pulling me along. His explanation did nothing to help my heightened senses. I stumbled along with the doctor until finally, blissfully, we stopped.

His voice was gruff and commanding. It left no room for question. I simply obeyed as he barked orders to me. I realized he was taking my measurements as I felt him reach around my chest. I was certain that the rough rub of his hand across my nipples was intentional and I cringed inwardly even as my body betrayed me and my nipples tightened further. He firmly grasped by ass to turn me to his liking, and I fought with myself not to fight him. Panic was winning and he gripped tighter, turned me firmly and then carried on.

My eyes welled up with tears that spilled over, unseen in the satin cover and my body shook as I wept. His assault continued for what seemed like hours but in truth was really only minutes.

I was fully sobbing as I felt him approach me from behind. Pure surprise, and the elation of hope swept through me as I felt the wrist cuffs release. Instinctively, I brought my hands together infront of me and rubbed my wrists.

He was, almost immediately, infront of me again and he placed his hand just above my breasts, squarely on the base of my neck and applied enough pressure to have me stepping backwards. Something cold brushed up against the tops of my thighs.

He continued pushing, and not being able to back up any further, I leaned back. The cold table seemed to come up to meet me as I laid back, gasping in shock as it made contact with my burning skin.

I closed my eyes in my darkened prison once again and fought to regain control of my raging emotions. I squeezed my lips together to try to muffle the sound of my sobs. I trembled with the exertion of my tears, the cold of the table and the fear of what was happening outside of my bagged head. What would this 'doctor' subject me to?