clinic story Hoerbuch German Lady Cheyenne de Muriel

I knew there was no one there.

As I carefully opened the door, I saw a rubbery something lying on the verge of death and standing in front of me.

I got close, and the rubber thingy was a slave in a rubber bag and a rubber mask locked.

I was curious what was hiding behind it.

There was no more rubber training for today.

I gently put on the mask and saw a rubber face this time in a very bizarre rubber mask.

The rubber slave stared at me and I realized how deep he breathed and breathed.

Apparently, there was little air under it.

I had to smile even though I was pretty pissed that someone had the nerve to sneak into the clinic without an application.

I wonder if it was a Halloween prank.

But I didn't feel like joking.

I wanted to know who was hiding behind the funny rubber mask.

I let the rubber slaves out of the rubber bag, and what I saw before me was unique.

The rubber slave wore a zombie-like rubber suit.

I could hardly stay serious.

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