Then I saw the ad in the back of the paper. It was barely noticeable in the Furniture For Sale group. "Women's Chairs -- special design for motivation.... $325 each, ask for Sondra." That and a phone number. Something about the wording of the ad piqued my interest.Sondra had a low, whiskey-tinged voice on the phone, and gave me directions to a warehouse building on the east side of town. I pulled my 4x4 into the dirt parking lot and went up to knock on the door. Before my knuckles could hit the. There was a queen-sized bed in the middle, the sheets still immaculate. There were drawers and a small dresser, and nothing else. Where could Sarah have gone? There were curtains hanging on one end of the bedroom, and from what she could tell, there was a door behind it. Liz walked quietly to the door, expecting to find Sarah hiding in the attached balcony.Suddenly, Liz heard a giggle coming from behind her. She quickly spun around, and saw Sarah standing there with a smirk on her face.“I was. He grabbed my head and started fucking my face. I was gagging and choking on his cock. I even ended up puking a bit but he didnt care. He kept fucking my face mercilessly. After getting face fucked for 20 mins he picked me up and took me to his bedroom. He spread my legs apart and placed his cock on my hole. He gave a hard thrust shoving the head of his cock inside. I screamed due to the excruciating pain. It felt like my hole was being ripped apart. Rob stuffed my face into a pillow. He gave. Helen took me to getmy wedding gown fitted and then to a spa for some feminine pampering.Except that it wasn't just a spa, it was a special clinic for SRSsurgeries. I found this out as I began to lose consciousness after my"masseuse" gave me a tranquilizer shot. The last thing I saw beforeeverything went black was a smiling Helen saying "don't worry sweetie.When you wake up, you'll feel like a new woman." Several hours later Iwas recovering in my room, fauxgina gone and replaced by a real.