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Abduction on my way home

... about it. I heard a faint whirring, and the stirrups moved to the sides, spreading my legs quite wide. The whirring continued, as the table bent up, bringing me halfway to sitting. If I craned my neck, I could just see my vulva, mostly hidden behind my brown pubic hair. One of the arms that had brought me here vanished into the ceiling for a second, and then popped back down into view. This time, it had several new attachments, including a very sharp looking blade. I watched with interest as it wet pubic hair, applied a cream, and shaved it off. It stayed on my outer lips, so there wasn’t much in the way of sensation, but I still found myself becoming a bit turned on. It left me freshly shaved, and feeling very sensitive. A door opened in the wall, directly opposite me. A dark eyed, dark haired woman walked into the room. She had her hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a lab coat, nothing else. She looked to be of Pakistani or Indian descent. She smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back. “Hi Doc!” I shouted at her, giggling a bit uncontrollably. She was carrying a case made out of the same metal as everything else on this ship. She put the case down on the floor next to the exam table, and stood beside it. She gave me a quick once over. She stroked my hair gently, a few times. I moved my head towards her touch. I wear my hair short, but I really like it when people play with it. “How are you feeling?” “I feel great Doc! I was really nervous, but now I’ve realized ...

... that everything will be fine.” She beamed at me. “Excellent. I’m here to conduct your examination. Just relax, and everything will be fine.” I smiled at her. She was really pretty. And her breasts were crazy perky. I could see cleavage, even though she clearly didn’t have a bra on. She began touching my throat, gently. Her fingers were soft and dry. From there, she worked her way down to my breasts. She squeezed them in several different ways, and then moved on to my nipples, which she pinched until they got hard. I was getting more and more turned on. I think I even moaned a few times, but she didn’t make any note of it when I did. She bent down (giving me an excellent view down her lab coat), and picked up the case. She went around to the front of the table, right in front of my (now wet) pussy. She opened the case, and let go of it. To my surprise, it stayed hovering in the air, rather than dropping. “Are you currently aroused?” She looked at me quizzically, as if the question was entirely normal. At any other time, I’d have been embarrassed or reticent, but I trusted this woman completely. “Yes I am! Are you going to do something about it?” The last part was quieter, and almost involuntary. Even through my happy fog, I felt a bit embarrassed. My hips gyrated slightly, making my arousal even more obvious. She pursed her lips. “Hmm.” She reached her hand out towards me, and stuck a finger into my vagina. I had to bite back a moan as she stroked it all the way around my ...