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Ch. 59 THE PELVIC EXAMINATION

Author: Ink Butterfly
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-04 22:19:35

Rosita’s POV

"Spread your legs," the doctor repeated with his eyes fixed on my body. His rough hands moved to my hips, and he placed my legs on stirrups attached to the bed, my most private parts exposed.

I felt the cool air of the room on my most private of places, and it was humiliating. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the reality of what was about to happen. My teeth clenched, and I wanted to thrash and scream.

“Fuck you!” I managed to hiss, my voice barely audible. “Fuck you both!” I snapped, my defiance stimulated by the sheer injustice of it all.

Romano's hand gripped my neck, squeezing, I could feel his sharp fingers pressing into my skin, the lack of air making my head swim. He leaned down, his lips capturing mine in a forceful kiss. I tried to turn away, but his grip on my neck tightened, forcing me to comply.

"Let me go! You motherfucking sons of bitches!" I snarled, my voice low and filled with anger. I refuse to be a helpless victim, I would fight ba
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