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04-08-2009, 11:17 PM
June 2, 2008: Item #204
Product name: Vanessa
Summer was just starting. I expected a boost to the business over the next couple weeks. The young college tourists would come for vacations from their schools and a small percentage would join my workforce. Not their choice, but what can I say, I’m an opportunist. The product for the day, Vanessa, must have started vacation early, bad for her, good for me.
I checked the log for the day and saw our first entry. 10:00 a.m. Our client was getting ready in the prep room. The lights in the room next door warmed up. I could see Vanessa passed out in the leather chair. The room was set up as a standard Doctor’s office. It cost a bit, but it was actually a decent setup considering the product was delivered without much advanced warning. Not that I was going to pass up this tiny brunette.
The room had fluorescent lights in the ceiling. The floor was sterile tile with clean white walls to match. Cabinets were along one side of the wall and I personally had stocked them with a number of drugs one of which, Rohypnol I believe, was slowly wearing off of Vanessa. In the middle of the room was a sturdy doctor’s table with a number of drawers and some custom features. I looked through the one-way mirror at Vanessa as she started to wake up.
The blue doctor’s gown did little to hide her body. Objectively, I would give her a 6. Above average but a little skinny. She had B’s, I could see most of what little fat she had went to her ass. It was a nice ass and complemented her perky tits but the best part was her age. I looked down at her California I.D. I could never say no to anything in the teens and 19 was no exception.
I checked my watch, and the monitors, film was set and we were good to go. I guess the client wanted her more awake. It took about 15 minutes past 10:00 before Vanessa came to. The cameras were rolling and I sat back to enjoy the show.
She went through the standard phases. She fumbled with her gown as she pushed herself from the seat. Yes the door was locked, no she didn’t have her cellphone, or clothes, or wallet. She weakly pounded on the door for a few seconds before her body reminded her that she was still drugged. She slumped back towards the chair looking around helplessly. It was beautiful.
The door opened and an older male walked in. He was dressed, of course, as a doctor. The clipboard really completed the picture. Vanessa shrunk back in the chair. “whoo…where am I… please I need to get to my hotel…”
“Miss, I am from the American consulate, I am going to have to ask you to be quite and go along with the procedures. You understand that we need to run a check on your I.D. before we take you out of here. It’s ok, we just need your cooperation before the local government will release you. Do you understand… Vanessa is it?” The man smiled. Good smile, must have had lots of practice, I almost believed him.
Vanessa started crying. “Thank you, I just had a few drinks and I didn’t know… thank you…do you know if my friends are ok? Do you know where they are? I was here with Alexis and Rose.. they’re my roommates …could I call them?...”
“Please hold on, just relax, I have to ask you some questions first. OK? Can you do that?”
Vanessa quickly nodded and sat up. Realizing what she was wearing she put her arms across her chest. “Yes, what do you nneed me tto do?”
The client looked at his clip board and pulled out a pen. “Well Vanessa, you said you were with friends, could you tell me what they look like? “
Vanessa wiped her hand across her eyes, her black eye liner, smeared a little. “They’re both my age, Alexis is a brunette and a few inches taller, maybe five three. Rose is about five six and has red hair.”
The man nodded “Very good, yes that matches what we have. You were at the pub down by the market correct? On the way back to the hotel?”
“Yyyes, we just stopped for a few drinks, we have a plane flight today. Oh god, I hope I don’t miss that… do you know what time it is?” Vanessa asked looking clearly worried.
The man lied very easily, I was impressed. “Oh it’s about eight o’clock, your friends mentioned the flight is around four I believe. Now let me go see how your I.D. check is going and then we will run a few quick medical tests and get you on your way.” He turned and walked out the door and I was not sure Vanessa even bothered to think why she would need tests.
Vanessa looked relieved and even managed to comb her hair a little with her fingers. I smiled. The “doctor” walked back into the room smiling as well. “Ok Vanessa the I.D. check looks great. We just need to run a quick physical, customs requires it. Could you go stand on the scale please?” Vanessa stood a little shakily and stepped onto the device. The man reached across and moved the weights and pulled up the measuring rod. “Alright, 103 pounds, 5 feet even. Could you sit up on the table? Thank you…”
Vanessa climbed up on the hard padded table. She didn’t seem aware that the gown wasn’t covering her ass. The client broke character for the first time I noticed and I could see the hunger. Vanessa couldn’t, sadly, but she was going to soon enough.
“Open your mouth please, and stick out your tongue.” The client shined the light in and out. Vanessa still looked groggy when he shined the light in her eyes. “Ok , good, you might be a little drunk still. We need to test what sort of drugs might have been slipped into your drink. Could you lie back on the bed? ” Vanessa looked uncomfortable for the first time but she lied down. “Okay, we will need you to do a couple of uncomfortable tests but of course we wouldn’t do it if it weren’t for your own good. With what you could have ingested it would be bad, very bad, if we didn’t. Do you understand?”
Vanessa slowly nodded up she was obviously not sure. She looked like a scared little girl, I was expecting her to start crying again, but that would come later. “Okay just place your feet on the steps here.” He directed her feet to the custom stirrups. Vanessa obeyed but I could tell that she was getting more and more nervous, she had gotten really quiet. “Last thing Vanessa, I need you to grab these handles down by your feet and adjust the table so you are comfortable.”
She relaxed at the word comfortable and reached down by the edge of the bed. The doctor moved his hands over hers as she started to turn them. The restraints built around the grips locked into place at the same time as the stirrups. Vanessa stopped cold and looked up at the man with an open mouth.
“What…” The man slapped her across the face before she could finish the sentence. Her small body rocked to the side but the metal around her wrists and ankles kept her on the table. Vanessa wailed. “oooww…. Oh….*sob* why….what….” The man slapped her again and she started bawling. “Stop it!!! Please… what did I do?!” Tears were running down her face as a dark red mark bloomed on her cheek.
The client dropped his clipboard on the chair and took off his scrubs. He looked at the girl with a cold smile. “We need to run some tests on you. I couldn’t have you running off could I?” He opened the closet in the corner and brought out and I.V. rack with an enema bag on top. He wheeled the device over to the helpless girl. “First we have to clean you out.” Vanessa started fighting the restraints and cried even harder. “Please stop, stop stop. Let me out of here.” The client pushed a button on the side of the table and the stirrups rose. Vanessa shrieked as her legs were forcibly spread apart. Another button and her legs were pushed towards her chest. Her arms, locked up in the front kept her ass right at the edge. “Please, god, no stop it… OOOooo…” Her cries became one of pain as the “doctor” shoved the over-sized enema tube in her ass. Vanessa chocked back tears. “Ooow….nooooo…. please take it out...it hurts…plllleeassee..”
The man stopped. “What hurts Vanessa? Tell me.”
Vanessa sobbed and starred at the man... “my…mmy… butt…” The man grinned and opened the tube letting hot water rush into her ass. She screamed and jerked on the table. I really couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable that had to be.
“Stop!...stopstopstop pleaseohgod…..oh godnooooo…..please noooo….sssstttooppp” She kept screaming as the water poured into her.
**Ledger continues**
Product name: Vanessa
Summer was just starting. I expected a boost to the business over the next couple weeks. The young college tourists would come for vacations from their schools and a small percentage would join my workforce. Not their choice, but what can I say, I’m an opportunist. The product for the day, Vanessa, must have started vacation early, bad for her, good for me.
I checked the log for the day and saw our first entry. 10:00 a.m. Our client was getting ready in the prep room. The lights in the room next door warmed up. I could see Vanessa passed out in the leather chair. The room was set up as a standard Doctor’s office. It cost a bit, but it was actually a decent setup considering the product was delivered without much advanced warning. Not that I was going to pass up this tiny brunette.
The room had fluorescent lights in the ceiling. The floor was sterile tile with clean white walls to match. Cabinets were along one side of the wall and I personally had stocked them with a number of drugs one of which, Rohypnol I believe, was slowly wearing off of Vanessa. In the middle of the room was a sturdy doctor’s table with a number of drawers and some custom features. I looked through the one-way mirror at Vanessa as she started to wake up.
The blue doctor’s gown did little to hide her body. Objectively, I would give her a 6. Above average but a little skinny. She had B’s, I could see most of what little fat she had went to her ass. It was a nice ass and complemented her perky tits but the best part was her age. I looked down at her California I.D. I could never say no to anything in the teens and 19 was no exception.
I checked my watch, and the monitors, film was set and we were good to go. I guess the client wanted her more awake. It took about 15 minutes past 10:00 before Vanessa came to. The cameras were rolling and I sat back to enjoy the show.
She went through the standard phases. She fumbled with her gown as she pushed herself from the seat. Yes the door was locked, no she didn’t have her cellphone, or clothes, or wallet. She weakly pounded on the door for a few seconds before her body reminded her that she was still drugged. She slumped back towards the chair looking around helplessly. It was beautiful.
The door opened and an older male walked in. He was dressed, of course, as a doctor. The clipboard really completed the picture. Vanessa shrunk back in the chair. “whoo…where am I… please I need to get to my hotel…”
“Miss, I am from the American consulate, I am going to have to ask you to be quite and go along with the procedures. You understand that we need to run a check on your I.D. before we take you out of here. It’s ok, we just need your cooperation before the local government will release you. Do you understand… Vanessa is it?” The man smiled. Good smile, must have had lots of practice, I almost believed him.
Vanessa started crying. “Thank you, I just had a few drinks and I didn’t know… thank you…do you know if my friends are ok? Do you know where they are? I was here with Alexis and Rose.. they’re my roommates …could I call them?...”
“Please hold on, just relax, I have to ask you some questions first. OK? Can you do that?”
Vanessa quickly nodded and sat up. Realizing what she was wearing she put her arms across her chest. “Yes, what do you nneed me tto do?”
The client looked at his clip board and pulled out a pen. “Well Vanessa, you said you were with friends, could you tell me what they look like? “
Vanessa wiped her hand across her eyes, her black eye liner, smeared a little. “They’re both my age, Alexis is a brunette and a few inches taller, maybe five three. Rose is about five six and has red hair.”
The man nodded “Very good, yes that matches what we have. You were at the pub down by the market correct? On the way back to the hotel?”
“Yyyes, we just stopped for a few drinks, we have a plane flight today. Oh god, I hope I don’t miss that… do you know what time it is?” Vanessa asked looking clearly worried.
The man lied very easily, I was impressed. “Oh it’s about eight o’clock, your friends mentioned the flight is around four I believe. Now let me go see how your I.D. check is going and then we will run a few quick medical tests and get you on your way.” He turned and walked out the door and I was not sure Vanessa even bothered to think why she would need tests.
Vanessa looked relieved and even managed to comb her hair a little with her fingers. I smiled. The “doctor” walked back into the room smiling as well. “Ok Vanessa the I.D. check looks great. We just need to run a quick physical, customs requires it. Could you go stand on the scale please?” Vanessa stood a little shakily and stepped onto the device. The man reached across and moved the weights and pulled up the measuring rod. “Alright, 103 pounds, 5 feet even. Could you sit up on the table? Thank you…”
Vanessa climbed up on the hard padded table. She didn’t seem aware that the gown wasn’t covering her ass. The client broke character for the first time I noticed and I could see the hunger. Vanessa couldn’t, sadly, but she was going to soon enough.
“Open your mouth please, and stick out your tongue.” The client shined the light in and out. Vanessa still looked groggy when he shined the light in her eyes. “Ok , good, you might be a little drunk still. We need to test what sort of drugs might have been slipped into your drink. Could you lie back on the bed? ” Vanessa looked uncomfortable for the first time but she lied down. “Okay, we will need you to do a couple of uncomfortable tests but of course we wouldn’t do it if it weren’t for your own good. With what you could have ingested it would be bad, very bad, if we didn’t. Do you understand?”
Vanessa slowly nodded up she was obviously not sure. She looked like a scared little girl, I was expecting her to start crying again, but that would come later. “Okay just place your feet on the steps here.” He directed her feet to the custom stirrups. Vanessa obeyed but I could tell that she was getting more and more nervous, she had gotten really quiet. “Last thing Vanessa, I need you to grab these handles down by your feet and adjust the table so you are comfortable.”
She relaxed at the word comfortable and reached down by the edge of the bed. The doctor moved his hands over hers as she started to turn them. The restraints built around the grips locked into place at the same time as the stirrups. Vanessa stopped cold and looked up at the man with an open mouth.
“What…” The man slapped her across the face before she could finish the sentence. Her small body rocked to the side but the metal around her wrists and ankles kept her on the table. Vanessa wailed. “oooww…. Oh….*sob* why….what….” The man slapped her again and she started bawling. “Stop it!!! Please… what did I do?!” Tears were running down her face as a dark red mark bloomed on her cheek.
The client dropped his clipboard on the chair and took off his scrubs. He looked at the girl with a cold smile. “We need to run some tests on you. I couldn’t have you running off could I?” He opened the closet in the corner and brought out and I.V. rack with an enema bag on top. He wheeled the device over to the helpless girl. “First we have to clean you out.” Vanessa started fighting the restraints and cried even harder. “Please stop, stop stop. Let me out of here.” The client pushed a button on the side of the table and the stirrups rose. Vanessa shrieked as her legs were forcibly spread apart. Another button and her legs were pushed towards her chest. Her arms, locked up in the front kept her ass right at the edge. “Please, god, no stop it… OOOooo…” Her cries became one of pain as the “doctor” shoved the over-sized enema tube in her ass. Vanessa chocked back tears. “Ooow….nooooo…. please take it out...it hurts…plllleeassee..”
The man stopped. “What hurts Vanessa? Tell me.”
Vanessa sobbed and starred at the man... “my…mmy… butt…” The man grinned and opened the tube letting hot water rush into her ass. She screamed and jerked on the table. I really couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable that had to be.
“Stop!...stopstopstop pleaseohgod…..oh godnooooo…..please noooo….sssstttooppp” She kept screaming as the water poured into her.
**Ledger continues**