A mind of her own 2

It had been two days since she had seen Victor through the roof window. Yet she didn't panic; she knew that rescue missions like this took time. Maybe he was waiting for back up. Anyway, she was sure he would come for her. No panic, lots of humiliation and discomfort though.

Ever since she was captured she had been naked. The day before, she had been given a haircut. After that, her captors had strapped her into a gyno chair, legs in the stirrups and spread wide, and they shaved of her pubic hair, leaving her bald like a five year old.

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