Krista was unaware of her mouth opening slightly. Her complete attention was on Drc Pytka, only minorly aware of Jessica’s reaction. On her knees she watched as the doctor started to eat out his daughter. Soft whimpers escaped Krista’s lips. She was aware that the good doctor was probably going to rationalize what he did as being forced. That after this was over he was going to deny his sick fantasies. To say that he had a gun against his head as he violated his precious daughter. No one here will believe that but those are the lies he will tell himself.
For a long while she sat simply watching, almost forgetting about everyone around her. Suddenly she was aware of hands on her lips. The hands moving up her hips and side. Without thought, Krista reacted, propelling herself away. Moving away from the hands meant she ended up within a foot of the good doctor. Skin prickly and crawling. Eyes a little wide. Krista slowly realized the hands had belonged to Lana. She was not entirely sure what the woman thought she was doing but by the look on Lana’s face she was shocked at the reaction.
Behind her she could hear Doctor Pytika laughing. Obviously amused about something. Being her doctor for so long he had a fair idea what had set her off. At that moment she hated the doctor. He was respsonible for this. For her being like this.
“She may look like my Jessica. But she never will be anything like her. Krista can’t even stand to have other human contact. Hell she can barely stand to touch herself. Says her skin crawls and hurts. Isn’t that right Krista?” There was a slight pauses as he continud to laugh. “Good luck fucking the little bitch Cian… When you try to touch her…. She will be screaming rape with you too…”