Abortion Exchange Program Ch. 03

Chapter 3 -- Romano Pain Games

The night sky was sparkling with the stars, Sarah's face illuminated by the soft lights sounding her and Antoni. Her long white dress was perfect for a bride standing next to her husband to be in a black suit. She smiled widely overjoyed to finally marry Antoni repeating the official's words. "I. Sarah Bhali. Take Antoni Romano as my Husband."

Antoni smile soon faded as he began to repeat the official's words. "I Antoni Romano. Do not take Sarah Bhali as my wife. Because she got pregnant before marriage. With someone else's kid too. You disgust me Sarah. I can't be with you."

Sarah wailed, her tears flooding down her face as she started to scream in despair. A scream which woke her from her nightmare jolting forward shouting out Antoni's name. "Noooo. I didn't! It wasn't my fault... Huh? A-a dream?" Wiping her face, she looked around realising she was in her dorm room bed. The pain washed over her like a wave causing her to collapse back down on the pillow covering her face biting her arm in agony. "That's right... I was at the abortion clinic last night... But I don't remember too much... How did I end up back here?"

The soft morning light faded through the cracks in her curtains spilling onto the bed. With an audible groan, she pushed herself forward sitting upright playing with the light which cast over her palm. "It's still early? That's good. I didn't miss the photoshoot. Ow! B-But I can't go like this..." She used her bedside chair as a crutch stumbling to her feet and hopped to her bathroom. "Why does my side hurt so much? Are the treatments working? I hope so. Hopefully it will pass. Like this whole abortion nightmare."

Looking at herself in the mirror she examined her body and noticed a slight indentation over her bruised stomach. "Ahh... These bruises hurt just as bad as they look. But jeez Brian. You really messed up my stomach." She sighed heavily through the pain reaching for her makeup kit. "Aye aaah. I guess the abortion is working... My stomach looks a little smaller right...? If I don't have to wear anything revealing at the photoshoot. I'll be fine."

Sarah took her time to cover her bruises with foundation and concealer. Happy with her efforts, she struggled to wear her long sleeved V-neck and opted for a shorter skirt than usual. She wanted to look her best to try and catch Antoni's eye. She also didn't want to wear anything tight as the agonising pain shooting down one leg was crippling. She was in no condition to go outside however, her conviction to get closer to Antoni, her crush, was enough to push through the pain.

Arriving at the photoshoot location, Sarah hesitantly crept her way over to the group of photographers and models holding her waist tightly. "Oh Sarah! I'm glad you could make it." Sarah's photographer friend Frank smiled, busy polishing his camera lens.

Scanning the group, Sarah felt lost as she couldn't see her crush present. "T-thank you. Um. Is Antoni not here?"

"Ah yeah Antoni. Nobody has heard from him this morning. I hope he does come though. The shoot you missed was bomb. Antoni pulled great numbers for us." Frank opened his camera bag grabbing the rolled up university magazine and placed it on the table in front of Sarah.

Sarah bit the inside of her lip as a spike of jealously ran down her spine. "W-who's this girl?"

"Oh. You mean Britney? Yeah she stepped in for you. She's cute. But if you ask me. She's just another blonde white girl."

Sarah clutched her stomach angry at Britney and angry at her pregnant belly. If she didn't get pregnant that magazine cover would have been her and Antoni.

Her stewing thoughts were interrupted as Frank slapped her shoulder pointing to the lockers at the far end of the room. "Your costume is in locker four. Go try it on before the shoot. Hey don't worry. We have a great replacement for Antoni If he doesn't turn up."

"Right... Okay." Shuffling her way over to the lockers she sighed disappointed with the development. She popped the locker open and peered inside at the costume. With one hand, she held it up and gasped at the design. It was a thin white toga with a red half cape and tight belt. "I can't wear this. It looks so tight. The side is open too... Just as well I used concealer..."

Unravelling in a spiral of doubt, Sarah neglected to notice Antoni calling out her name from the other side of the room. She closed the locked placing the clothes on the bench beside her and spun around looking for somewhere to change. Before she had a chance to realise what happened, Antoni was centimetres away from her face. He grinned smugly looking down at her body as he leaned over her with an arm against the lockers. "Something on your mind Sarah? Why weren't you responding?"

"O-Oh Antoni! You're here! Oh um. You remember me?" She blushed brightly, crossing her legs and looked deeply into his eyes.

Catching her gaze, Antoni ran his fingers over her cheek before holding her chin. "I was busy with practice. Training and exercise are an important part of soccer..." The corner of his mouth curled as he struggled to hold a smile. "Talking of exercise. Maybe you should join me sometime." He placed his hand on Sarah's thigh applying pressure directly over where Brian damaged her leg. He licked his lips in satisfaction as Sarah tried to muffle her pained gasp.

She was shocked by his bravado and his boldness, enjoying his touch even through the pain. "O-Oh aah me? Really. You want me to join you? I'd like that. When do you want-"

"Anyway sweetheart. I never forget a pretty face. Especially after you impressed us at that party." Antoni quickly switched the topic carrying the conversation away from her questions.

Sarah's flustered face was as red as the bruises on her stomach as she hopped from foot to foot trying to flirting with her crush. "I did? That's because you were a great host. Thanks again. I had a lot of fun..."

"It's been like over two months. Why are you thanking me?"

"Um I. Well. It was my first time-"

Antoni drifted his hand up her leg as she gasped from the sudden movement. However, his hand jumped over her skirt pressing against her stomach. "Hmph. It sure was."

"What?"

"The party. It was clear that was your first party." He pulled up her shirt revealing her stomach and rolled his eyes seemingly disappointed by something. "Hmm you seem a little wider than I remember. Are your breasts bigger too?"

"Oh right the party.... Um no. I've just been eating too much..." She couldn't help but feel turned on by his actions, finding them oddly attractive. Squeezing her legs together, she felt the soft fabric of her panties against her soon wet pussy.

Antoni chucked running a cold finger over her stomach watching her reactions before letting go of her shirt. "I don't think I've ever seen you eat..."

Sarah froze, her eyes darting around the room looking for an excuse. However, Antoni lost interest scoffing as he opened the locker to her left and pulled out the roman chest plate and toga. "Looks like the photography club wants us to do a little dress up. They sure have childish imaginations.

"Yes indeed." Lying, Sarah looked down at her costume which she was rather fond of as she enjoyed history.

"Oh well. I can't complain. There's a lot to like about the romans. They could do whatever they wanted. Pillage and loot. Invade exotic lands. Obtain exotic treasures. Even take which ever women they wanted. I think it suits me coming from roman blood."

Unsure what he was talking about, Sarah nodded before collecting her costume ready to change. "I'll change now. I'm looking forward to modelling with you."

As she was walking away, Antoni scoffed leaning against the locker. "Are you sure you'll fit? If not. I can call Britney. She wasn't as attractive as you. But she seems eager. So I'm sure she'd jump at the chance."

Antoni's words cut Sarah like a surgeon, stopping in her tracks to take a moment to understand what he just said. Her jealousy hit her harder than any of the abortion treatments. "I will. Why do you assume I won't."

"No reason. Just don't feel like you're the only one who can do this. We wouldn't want you getting hurt." Antoni laughed dropping his pants to the floor right in front of Sarah who covered her eyes innocently. "What? My boxers making you uncomfortable? Relax it's not your first time seeing boxers... I'm sure."

Sarah's naïve mind thought he was referring to her fantasies which turned her face red again as she quickly shuffled towards the changing room. She agonisingly changed into the toga, tight belt, and half cape all while fantasising about how Antoni called her attractive and pretty.

Once changed everything was set up for the photoshoot as they took their positions on the set. Antoni sighed looking around the room with his hand in the air. "I'm a roman. Yet I don't have a sword..." He leaned in closely whispering into Sarah's ear. "I do love weapons and toys. The bigger the better."

Before she had a chance to process what he said, the photoshoot started. Which went by fast but felt like an eternity standing beside Antoni and thanks to the cloth design Sarah's apprehensions were calmed. The joy and peace she felt in that moment would live on in her memory for months to come. Finally standing beside her crush as equals to be printed on a magazine which she could hang on her wall. She felt that everything was beginning to look a little brighter and her choice to get the abortion was finally being validated.

Antoni however, had other plans for Sarah as he knew more about her pregnancy than she did. Unbeknownst to her, his involvement with her was far more entangled than she'd ever realise. He wrapped his arm around her waist intentionally pressing against her stomach which made her twitch and squirm holding back her anguish. "What's wrong? Are you in pain? You know. I was thinking we could do some more shoots together this week. But if you're dealing with some pains. I can ask one of the other girls."

"Aah... Oh. It's nothing. I swear. I'd love to. Any day."

"Is that right? That's good sweetheart. I don't want you doing anything without me you got it. I'd be awfully upset." He laughed menacingly waving to her as he left to change and head to his next class.

Sarah was left confused and lost but also excited that he wrote down his number on her hand. She hurried home to transfer the number to her diary before crashing by the dorm phone in a pool of sweat and pain. Collecting herself, she played the morning's events on repeat in her head, focusing on Antoni's concern about her pains. "Maybe I should cancel the abortion treatments. Just for a couple of days. Until the pain goes away. For the next photoshoot. Then Antoni won't have to worry so much about me." She picked the phone up and dialled Doctor Ploughton.

After a few awkward seconds the phone connected. "Yes. Hello. Doctor Ploughton speaking."

"U-Um hello. It's me. Sarah... I um."

"Ah Sarah. Why are you calling me? Aren't we supposed to meet tonight."

"I decided that I. Um well. I'd like to cancel the treatment..." The phone went silent for a few moments, enough for Sarah to think it disconnected. "Hello? Are you still there doctor?"

"Well. That is a shame. I just looked over your file. You only have two treatments left."

"Only two? I didn't know that... I'd still like to stop for a short while. Just for a few days or so."

"Unfortunately, the life in your stomach won't wait. Stopping your treatment temporarily. Will only make the future treatment more intense. I can't guarantee you won't feel more pain miss Bhali."

"I didn't think it would be such a problem."

"Indeed it will. Two more treatments Sarah. Is this so important that you are willing to endure more pain.

"I don't know..."

"Then I want you to come tonight."

The thought of Antoni telling her to be free this week for modelling or training together made her hesitant. However, she trusted the doctor too and if he insisted to continue the treatment, then she should. "Okay doctor. I'll come."

Doctor Ploughton paused for a moment, staring at the video screen which had a paused clip of Brian lying on top of Pregnant Sarah. He imagined her with an even bigger belly than before enduring more pain and suddenly changed his mind.

"Well on second thought. I think two weeks is a good idea. To let your body heal."

"B-But the treatment will be more intense. That's what you said..."

"Yes. We both understand the risks. However, your safety has always been my top priority, and I want you to rest. With rest your body will heal. Then I see no issues with more intensive treatments."

"I understand. Thank you. I will accept the extra pain. It's worth it."

"Two weeks tonight. Same place. Same time... I do wonder though. Will he be disappointed with this?"

"Sorry? Who will be disappointed?"

"Someone very special was going to conduct this treatment."

"Someone special?"

"Indeed. I'm sure you'll love their treatment. You'll feel lighter both physically and mentally. No doubt. However. I'll need to confirm the change and make sure he can increase his treatment for your return."

"Well. That does sound nice... Who is it?"

"That's not important right now Sarah. Rest your body. We'll have a lot of ground to make up the next time you come here. Now. I've got other patients waiting on the line. So goodbye."

"Good- Oh. He hung up..." Sarah couldn't help but feel upset with her selfish choice. "Is this the right choice? But I trust the doctor and the rest could be good for me."

Sarah was placed in a difficult position by both Antoni and Doctor Ploughton. She was excited to spend more time with her crush but anxious that suspending the treatment would jeopardise her chance at getting an abortion.

The next morning Sarah planned to wait for Antoni to finish training hoping he'd come to talk with her. Unfortunately for her, Brian bumped into her on the way to the sports field. "Ow... Oh Brian... Um hi."

"Hey Sarah. Nice top. It's very attractive." Brian was still his perverted self, looking down her shirt but Sarah wasn't, feeling awkward unable to look him in the eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm waiting for Antoni."

"Tsk... Antoni again... Well not today. Today you're mine."

"What? No. Why would you say that."

"Because we have our group assignment to complete. That's why. It needs to be done as soon as possible."

"Oh... I forgot about that... Sorry I'm busy today."

"We're doing it today Sarah. I'm not failing another class. Unless you want to drop out of school. Then let's go."

Brian's mild attempt to scare her was enough for her to follow him to an empty study room to work. She was upset that she missed a chance to be with Antoni today. However, she had no choice to do as he said with what Brian knew about her.

"Let's make this quick. I have things to do this week." Sarah sighed placing her bag down and pulled out her notebook. They sat on the floor with a few documents spread around the carpet.

They began to work through their assignment together but before long Brian was bored and let his eyes drift over Sarah's chest and legs. "So did it work?"

"Huh? Did what work?"

"My technique." Brian shuffled closer to her brushing her shoulder with his and placed his large hand on her stomach. "It looks a little smaller right?" His clumsy hand pushed firmly against her womb making her recoil in pain.

"Ahh! Don't touch me there." Sarah pushed him back and stood up sharply. Her skirt length now lined up with Brian's eye level. A small trickle of blood ran down her leg from her damaged womb and ovary.

Brian chucked pushing his glasses back and wiped her leg with a creepy smile on his face. "Looks like it did work. You know. I can come back and do more treatments. I'm sure we'd both have a lot of fun. Call it a date."

"Ew. No way. Besides I have plans. Um with Antoni this week." She tucked her skirt between her legs with one hand slapping away his bloody fingers with her other.

"It's always about Antoni isn't it. Why won't you understand that we're good together."

"Why won't you understand we won't ever be together."

Brian slammed the floor before standing up looking upset and frustrated. "I won't stop Sarah. We'll be together one day." He gathered his belongings before heading towards the door.

"Where are you going? We haven't finished the assignment..."

"I'll finish it alone. Don't worry. I'll give you a copy." He slammed the door open and stormed off out of site.

Sarah was confused but didn't mind as she could return her attention to Antoni. She headed to the toilets cleaning herself before heading home for the night to sit beside the phone.

A few days past with no news from Antoni so Sarah decided to go back to the sports field and look for him. Scanning the area, she noticed the group of soccer players talking to some of the girls from the cheerleader club. Approaching cautiously, she spotted Antoni talking with some other girls and stopped, keeping her distance.

Antoni spied her and smiled menacingly wrapping his arm around one of the girls and started walking towards her. "Sarah? Is that you? What are you doing her." He was chewing bubble gum grinning brightly looking down at Sarah.

"Oh. Um. I-I Was Um. Here to see you..."

"Ew. You know this girl Antoni?" The girl under his arm sighed rolling her eyes.

Antoni pulled the gum out of his mouth letting Sarah watch as he then placed it in the girl's mouth. "Yeah. She's quite the exciting guest at parties. For a third world type."

Sarah bit the inside of her lip feeling a spike of jealously as the girl started chewing on Antoni's gum. She rubbed her legs together fantasising about having the gum for herself. "I am? Well. I don't go to many parties."

"She is?" The brunette under Antoni's arm scoffed chewing the gum loudly with her arms crossed. "Well talking of parties. The girls from the cheerleading club are planning a trip. We're going to head out of town for a while to hit up the music festival in the neighbouring state. You want to come eastern girl?"

Sarah's eyes lit up exited by the idea but soon dropped her head. She remained fixed on spending time with Antoni and what he told her about staying available this week. "Oh really? Um but I can't. I have modelling stuff..."

"Shame. Oh well. Let's meet at the campus car park tomorrow Antoni."

Antoni and the girl started to walk away as Sarah continued to listen to their conversation. "Wait Antoni. You're going too?"

He looked back over his shoulder waving towards Sarah. "Yeah. Me and a few of the team are going too."

"But. But what about-" Before she could finish her thought, another few members of the football team barged past her knocking her bag off her shoulders. By the time she collected her belongings which scattered across the floor, Antoni was long gone. "But what about our modelling shoot..."

With tears in her eyes, she headed home to hide from the world. A few more days past which she spent hiding in her room however, she was beginning to have strange cravings for food she never liked before. Plates and boxes piled up in her room from restaurants and the canteen.

A few days past and Sarah was beginning to return to her normal life and activities. On the fourteenth day, she woke up finally feeling all the pain gone from her body. "Oh! I can finally move around without pain. I'm so happy." Her joy was cut short as one of the other girls from the dorm knocked on her door. "Sarah. You have a phone call. Said he was a family friend."

"A family friend? Oh... Thanks." Sarah shuffled over to the dorm phone and gingerly picked it up. "S-Sarah speaking..."

"Ah good. Miss Bhali. It's Doctor Ploughton. I hope your rest was... Restful. I assume you remember our arrangement. I'll see you tonight."

"Oh. Doctor. Um yes. Of course." Her blissful peace was extinguished before it could start as all the memories of previous treatments rushed over her at once.

"Good. It is vitally important we continue your treatment. You know Sarah. I always appreciate how selfless you are."

"T-thank you doctor."

"Okay well. Good. Get ready and I'll see you soon." Randy dropped the call and returned to watching Sarah's tapes.

Time stood still as she anxiously waited for her next treatment which she knew would be more intense than the others. With her confidence at its lowest, she wore a short black skirt and a long sleeve shirt and cardigan on top. She headed to the abortion clinic with her head down and entered the foyer without invitation.

"Ah Miss Bhali. Welcome. I've missed my favourite patient over these two weeks. It's good to see you back are ready to complete this abortion." With open arms Randy lead Sarah through to a small consolation room and stood her in the centre.

"Thank you for the kindness doctor. So um. What's this room for?"

"Well it's been a while since the last treatment. I'll be conducting a quick check up to see how your body is... Healing." Her paused momentarily before lifting her cardigan and shirt, placing his hand on her stomach. His cold rough fingers caused goosebumps on her faded bruises. "Looks like the swelling has stopped. However. It would seem as if your stomach has continued to grow."

Sarah gasped from his touch but let him continue, trusting his expertise on her pregnancy. "Yes doctor. I'm feeling a little better too."

"That's good. I'm glad to hear it. Now bend over and drop you skirt and panties briefly."

"What? Why?" His indifferent tone caught her by surprise holding on to her skirt and panties waist band stuck in two minds as to follow his directions or not.

"So I can check your uterus walls. It's a quick test. No need to worry."

"Well. Okay doctor. If you think it's important." She bent over holding her skirt and panties over her knees, wiggling her ass while trying to watch Randy.

"Very good." Randy licked the inside of his top lip while lining his finger up with her pussy. He plunged into her uterus rubbing his rough coarse fingertip against her walls.

A moan escaped her mouth, her pussy twitched from his large finger exploring her insides. She bit her lip not to alert the doctor that she was enjoying it.

Randy whipped his finger out with force as a trail of pussy juice dripped off it. "Perfect. There seems to be no more bleeding. Excellent news. We can continue with today's planned treatment."

Starting to breathe heavily, Sarah pulled up her skirt and panties wiping the drool off the corner of her mouth. "I'm relieved. Thank you doctor."

"No need to thank me. Now. How about some tea." Randy wrapped an arm around her guiding her back to reception and to the sofa. He smiled wickedly finally having his hands around his exotic money maker once more. "Please sit. I'm sure this young man will keep you company."

"Young man?" Sarah raised her head in curiosity looking at Randy, confused why a young man would be at the abortion clinic.

"Yes. Your next treatment specialist."

Her eyes widened as she felt the anxiety wash away, her heart began to race and her mind filled with questions. "A-Antoni? What are you doing here. Oh god. How am I supposed to explain this." Her mind was unravelling as despair set in. The idea of her crush finding out that she was pregnant would surely ruin any chance she had with him. However, she was also ecstatic seeing Antoni here in town rather than at the music festival.

"My my Sarah. That's no way to talk to your specialist." Antoni laughed sliding his arm over her shoulder as she sat down beside him.

"But you're here. Not at the music festival? Why?"

"You think I'd miss this? A chance for us to have some fun."

She gleefully watched her reflection in the teacup which the doctor placed in front of her smiling from ear to ear. She felt warm and cozy knowing that Antoni would rather be here with her than at the festival. She didn't understand why Antoni was here to give her treatment. But she didn't care because her crush came back just for her.

Antoni slid the teacup closer to her and pulled out a small unlabelled plastic back from his pocket. "I'm here tonight. To give you the attention you deserve."

"H-How did you know I'd be here..."

"Mister Romano is a good friend of mine. He also likes you a lot and couldn't stand the idea of you being in pain." Randy sat across from the two of them drinking tea without the drugs in it.

"Really? You wanted to be the one to give the abortion? But you're not a specialist..."

"I'm offended Sarah. I do have a life outside of university and soccer. You know. I'm a specialist in device manipulation. We'll work that kid out of your pussy from the inside. It's bound to work."

"O-Oh okay..." She was sceptical but her blind love for Antoni was enough for her to trust him. Watching him closely, he opened the bag pulling out an oddly shaped grey cube and held in in his palm. "What's that?"

"This? Well it's sugar. Something sweet for my sweetheart. Please drink. It's going to make the hole treatment much. Much better." The sugar was laced with an aphrodisiac designed to increase her pleasure. He enjoyed controlling her in every way including the smallest things. He dropped it into the tea with a splash and held it to her mouth helping her to drink whispering into her ear. "Don't worry. I'll keep you safe. You can trust me."

She hesitantly took a sip before drinking the whole thing as the sugar also made the drink more addictive. "It's rather nice. Thank you." His sweet personality and kindness had Sarah wrapped around his finger. His flirtatious actions melted any hesitations she had left.

After she finished drinking, Randy clapped his hands together and stood up. "Great! Now let's get you both down to the treatment room. Follow me." Leading the way, he led the two through the back towards a different room than before. The room was smaller than previous treatments and had a large rack and pin wall covered with items of various medical professions and tastes. A dentist styled chair sat in the centre of the room under a spotlight. The room was also split into two as a viewing room separated the space with a long thin window.

"Um. Doctor Ploughton. Why are we here this time."

"Well Sarah. That's because of the type of treatment. This room better suits mister Romano."

"I see. That does make sense." Sarah sat down on the dentist chair as Antoni and Randy disappeared into the other room. They seemed to be discussing something before the doctor leaned over a microphone visible in the window.

"I've decided that you need another physical exam before your treatment. Mister Romano will conduct the exam on my behalf. As I have some paperwork to do. Don't worry though. I'll be watching the whole time." He sat down at the desk watching out the window and discreetly turned the camera on which was behind him.

Antoni joined Sarah looking at her body with his hand in his pocket and pulled out a piece of gum placing it in his mouth. "You heard the doctor. If he says it's okay. You can trust me."

Fidgeting on the chair, Sarah squeezed her legs together starting to feel excited being alone in the room with Antoni. "Um yes. I guess so. So um. Will you be using those things on the wall?"

"Don't you worry about that. I brought my own equipment. Now let's get you undressed." He closed the gap between them placing his hand on her stomach grinning menacingly. "I've always wanted to use my skills. On a third world girl like you."

She gasped from his touch standing up allowing it to happen and bit her lip as his fingers explored her stomach. "Really? You want me?" Antoni slipped his hand up her chest cupping her breast over her bra. She shook her head lightly placing a hand on his arm. "This is so sudden. I'm not sure I'm ready for you Antonio... Not like this."

Sitting in the other room behind the viewing window, Doctor Ploughton tapped the glass before grunting into the mic. "Please relax Sarah. Your treatment is vital. It doesn't matter who is giving it. It just matters that you finish it. Come now. You did come back to remove this baby. No?"

While she was looking across at the doctor, Antoni leaned over her placing his chin on her shoulder before whispering into her ear. "You heard it from the doctor. You're going to need to be relaxed. For what I'm about to do." His quiet laughter drowned out by the chewing of gum right next to her ear.

"I suppose so." Sarah slowly removed her hand as her vision of a perfect first dream date began to fade away. "I'm in your care Antoni."

"Yes you are sweetheart. Yes you are." The control he had over her was turning him on as he ran his hands down her body. Holding the fabric of her cardigan tightly which dug into her ribs. He looked into her eyes as he forced each button off the cardigan. Her nervous gaze soon dissolved by his playfully smile and bright eyes. Antoni then slipped his finger between two buttons in her shirt and pulled her towards him. "This is such a nice shirt. Almost a shame to ruin it." Placing one hand on her exposed chest, he pulled the shirt harder causing the buttons to fire off across the room. Her bra bounced from the tight pressure of the shirt being relieved sitting elegantly against her small breasts. He leaned in closer to her shoulder grabbing her by the throat and inhaled her scent. "You know. You don't smell half bad for an Indian type."

Sarah's gasps soon turned to moans as his soft cold hand caressed her neck and his leg pushed against her panties. She was turned on by everything he did, she was beginning to melt into the pleasure. "T-thank you... I um like how you smell too."

Her words made him disgusted, stepping back to admire her body, he was annoyed and frustrated at what she said and what he saw. His tone was soft hiding his disappointment at finding a lack of visible bruises on her body. "Doctor Ploughton tells me you were trying to stop this abortion? Now why would that be?"

His gaze cut her like glass as she fidgeted on the spot. "Don't look at me like that..." She felt a string of pussy juice dripping out from her uterus as he profiled her. It was enough to make her excited and wanting more but her bruises and pregnancy had her feeling a sense of self disgust. "I stopped to um. For you."

Without reply, Antoni swiftly removed her skirt making sure to grip her legs tightly trying to get a reaction. Disappointed with her lack of pain, he placed a finger under her bra pulling on it which dug into her skin. Antoni hated girls from countries he considered lower than him and his roman ancestors. However, he loved toying with themand causing them pain, getting off to the expressions they make.

Sarah was no different to any other girl, Antoni saw her as dirt and just existing for his own enjoyment. "Now why would I care how you look?"

"Wait. A-are you not upset? I am pregnant after all..."

"Of course not. You think I'd let a pregnancy get between the fun we're about to have?" He wrapped his arms around her making sure not to touch her and unclipped her bra. Because he was holding it tightly, it pinged of as her erected brown nipples stood on end. "Huh... Brown nipples. Quite attractive for an Indian girl. I've only seen pink ones before." With a soft gasp, Sarah bit her lip as Antoni cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. "Yes. Your pregnancy has moved on quite a lot since then."

"I'm sorry. I didn't think cancelling the treatment for two weeks. Would be so bad."

"Oh right. Two weeks... Yes that too." He pulled on her nipples squished between his fingers until she gasped in pain. A spray of milk splashed his face making him recoil in disgust. "Ah... This is. Indian milk. It's more sour than American girls."

"Oh. I'm sorry... I-Is it bad."

"No. It's fine." He wiped his face with his sleeve before continuing to explore her body. Next to be examined, was her pussy as he ran his hands down her chest wiping his fingers on her visible ribs. "Let's see what's going on down there. I wonder if it's as aromatic as your breast milk." Antoni spun Sarah around so she was facing away from him so he could see the thin panties tucked between her tight ass cheeks., "My look how wet you are already. That will make the treatment much smoother." Running his hands over her hips he grabbed her panties by the waistband and pulled up sharply. He thrust one hand into her shoulder blade slamming her into the chair as the fabric tightened between her labia.

Gripping the chair with a shocked gasped, Sarah face pressed against the cold upholstered chair as she looked back at Antoni with teary eyes, embarrassed to be in this position with her crush. Who was hovering over her ass staring at it with a wicked smile. "W-What was that for? It's embarrassing..."

Sarah's expression and words fuelled Antoni's lust, struggling to hold back his erection. "It's so I can see how puffy your labia have become. From the pregnancy."

A screeching sound followed by something being knocked over caught them both by surprise. Randy had his pants down masturbating loosely under the table out of view behind the window. He opened the mic to mutter some words of reassurance with a heavy breath. "Calm down Sarah. This is all very important... Antoni. Please examine her buttocks too. We must know if she's gained weight. Check for stretch marks. Mmm. A slap should show us just exactly how much weight she's gained. Mmmm." He closed the mic with a grunt and placed his hand firmly around his shaft.

Antoni chuckled to himself before smiling menacingly. "You heard the good doctor. This will determine the next step of the treatment." Not giving her a choice, he grabbed her panties with one hand holding them high off her ass. The fabric soaked in her juices as it was forced deeper into her pussy. She stood on her tiptoes as he thrust his hand down on her soft cheek with a loud slap echoing around the room. He continued to slap her until her left cheek was red.

Sarah was stuck between a moan and a gasp, the pain was washed out by pleasure. Soon enjoying the rough touch from Antoni, she moaned loudly. However her enjoyment was cut short when he let go causing her to collapse to the floor.

"You're doing very well Sarah. Keep this up. You're on your way to be half as good as those basic white girls." Antoni helped her to her feet by holding her panties which tightened further around her holes. Her labia becoming red from the painful pinching feeling. That was the last act for her panties as the tension caused them to rip in Antoni's hand. He held them up for her to see and chuckled lightly. "You won't be needing these anymore."

"O-Oh no... Is the exam over?"

"Almost sweetheart." He helped her to sit down on the chair still chewing his gum obnoxiously. He wrapped his hand around her leg pushing his thumb into her inner thigh smiling widely. "I need to test for acidity in your pussy. I'm curious. You really piqued my interest."

Sarah inhaled sharply feeling his thumb gently touch her wet pussy lips, rubbing against her labia and clitoris. She moaned softly whimpering from sitting on her painful ass. "I'm so happy I caught your attention. P-Please keep going. If it keeps you interested in me."

Antoni rolled his tongue over his teeth annoyed by her assumption that he was interest in her romantically. He pushed his thumb into her pussy and pressed hard against her uterus wall. "Oh? Will you let me do anything? For the abortion of course."

A spiking pain shot through her uterus wall to the outside of her leg. She grabbed his arm squeezing it as she felt herself close to an orgasm. "Yes... Yes! Aaah. Don't stop. Please."

Hearing her plea, Antoni let go, sliding his finger out of her pussy. "My aren't you a perverted one. What were you about to do? This is a medical exam. Or did you forget."

Sarah's face went bright red shifting her eyes between Antoni and Randy. The doctor however, made no attempt to stop them as he was busy masturbating to the development he created.

"Did you know that some people's sweat can smell like the things they eat. It can also apply to your pussy juice." Antoni lifted his thumb to his nose sniffing the transparent liquid dripping off it. "Huh. I expected it to smell like curry. Indian girls sure are surprising." He wiped off his thumb on his sleeve and leaned back against the desk watching Sarah breathing heavily. "That concludes the exam. Looks like your pregnancy is in a dangerous state."

Unable to catch her breath, Sarah was forced into a panic. "What? What do you mean dangerous. How did you lean that from such a quick test?"

Doctor Ploughton punched on the mic once more to give his input. "The details aren't important right now Sarah. He's right. If we don't take a more drastic approach. An abortion will no longer be a viable option."

"What does drastic mean? Doctor... Antoni. I'm lost."

"Don't you worry Sarah. I'm here to help you." Antoni chuckled to himself as he faced the wall rummaging around in a bag he had previously brought. "My methods are the best for intense. Immediate abortions. I'll have you going into your last treatment confident the baby will be gone."

Sarah was feeling a mixture of embarrassment, fear, and excitement. She wanted to end the treatment quickly but loved the attention Antoni was giving her. A situation which she simultaneously wished would end immediately and continue eternally.

With a wicked smile, Antoni turned to face Sarah holding a thin white rod. "This is a special device designed to tell me how the abortion is going. This way I can ensure you are... Safe during the treatment." The stick was nothing more than a car's oil dip stick.

"I see. That's a very good device. Where does it go?" Sarah felt safe with Antoni after seeing his efforts to keep her out of harm.

"It has front row tickets. Right here." Ramming the device into her pussy, Antoni rubbed her lower stomach with his soft cold hands. "Where else could I see the changes in your body?"

She moaned softly as the tip of rod hit her cervix making her jolt. The cold plastic stick was thin but long, wedging against the entrance of her womb as her walls twitched around it. "Aaah. The device is too long."

"No need to worry about that. Now let's see what I'm working with." Antoni placed his palm over her stomach, his hands were soft from his rich lifestyle and never doing any manual labour. After feeling some movement, he grabbed her belly pinching the skin under his closed fist. The pain caused from his grip mixed with her old bruises, made her screamed which only made him more excited. "You let your bruise heal for me. I think it's good. That way I can create some new one."

"N-New bruises?" Sarah shook her head in disbelief as she fought with the idea. "No I don't want anymore... I want to be beautiful for you."

"Now now Sarah. These bruises will just a be a result of the treatment. Besides. You'll look much more beautiful with them." He smiled widely finally letting go of her body, a visible red handprint was left behind from his grip.

"Aah. Um. If that's what you like... Then I guess I don't mind."

"Indeed. This will make you better than any third world girl. Now let's begin." He stepped back walking in a half circular motion like a gladiator rallying up the crowd as he rubbed his hands together. Once in position he rolled back his sleeve licking his lips. "Don't worry. I'll make sure this life in your belly doesn't live. You have my word. As a specialist."

"A-A special..? How many times have you done thi-"

Before she could finish, he launched his fist at her stomach with a professional swing aiming for the chair behind her causing the most pain he could. The impact shot waves over her stomach causing her to spray saliva over his face. "The first... Impact. Is always the hardest. But it'll get better from here."

Sarah was in shock, she nervously looked into Antoni's eyes wriggling around in pain. She had never felt this much pain before even with Brian clumsily exploring her body. But even with the agony, something was making her excited, a spark of pleasure igniting her heart. She wanted to scream but she was only able to moan.

He licked his lips, almost drooling with excitement as he cracked his knuckles. "Your skin is so soft under my knuckles." He rubbed her ribs deciding which one to hit before slamming another punch just under her last rib. The impact causing Sarah to spit more drool over his clothes. Unhappy with her actions, he pushed his thumb into her belly button and grabbed her abdomen muscle. He drove his fist into the clump of muscle he was holding, punching her three times in quick succession.

Sarah's mind went blurry from the stimulation as her stomach ached as if she ate poison. She gripped her knees tightly scratching herself trying to omit the pain.

He continued to aim for specific areas, leaving red marks and bruises across her stomach. His lust for manipulation and violence gave little concern for the safety of the life in her stomach. His last punch was just above her pussy right on her pubic bone. With a swivel on his feet, he launched all his strength at her thin petite body. The force reverberated through her bones and caused her to pee momentarily before regaining control. He was smiling the whole time holding a stiff erection under his pants. "Good girl. Those moans will relax your uterus. After we get rid of this kid. Maybe you can moan for me again."

Her stomach was turning a dark shade of red the more he hit her. She struggled to breathe as the pain kept her breathless. Finally able to spill a few words out of her drooling mouth, she aired her fear. "N-No I. I can't. Please stop. It's too much pain."

Antoni grunted as he wiped the spit of his face and grabbed the dip stick in her pussy forcing it out and examined it. "Oh yeah? That's too bad, I was just starting to find you attractive."

Sarah was leaning forward with her hands on her knees trying to catch her breath. She looked up at Antoni with doughy teary eyes and her hair messily draping over her face. "You find me attractive like this? Um... Well then maybe I can keep going for a little longer."

"Good. Now let's put this device deeper into your womb. I'm not getting a clear reading." He rammed the rob back into her pussy which caused her to arch her spine back. Lifting his foot, he kicked the end with his heel using all his soccer experience. With a loud scream, the rod shot into her womb stabbing the wall as the blood started to soak into it. Sarah slumped forward clutching her pussy trying to grab the end of the rod which was no longer visible.

With a wide grin, Antoni ran his hands through his hair before bending his knees and released a devastating upper cut to her stomach. The impact rippling across her belly from over her womb as he made sure to land his final punch on the most sensitive area. The force caused Sarah's back to slam into the chair taking the breath out of her lungs. The wheezing sound escaping from her mouth turned Antoni on like wildfire. Grabbing her hair, he placed his head on her shoulder making her watch the ceiling as he touched himself though his pocket. "That sound. It tells me my treatment is working. Let's check the device to make sure too." He fished the rod out of her pussy, grabbing the end and pushed it forward just to see her squealing in pain before thrusting it backwards with force.

The pain and pleasure were too much for Sarah. Her crush was turning her on with everything he did even with the agonising pain. She wasn't able to control her body as she climaxed, squirting over Antoni's shirt. "Aaa~ Oh god... So embarrassing... I'm sorry Antoni. Please don't hate me for this."

Antoni grabbed her cardigan off the floor wiping his shirt as he chuckled to himself. "Don't worry Sarah. Most girls tend to cum at that point. Nothing I didn't expect. I am surprised though. You third world girls cum just like regular girls. It's kind of hot. Making your brown pussy leak." He looked down at the red stained dip stick and smiled one more. "Looks like it was a huge success. Now we can safely move on to the next device."

Sarah's eyes were filled with fear seeing her blood staining the rod. She didn't know if she should be happy or sad seeming this was from the life in her stomach. "Oh my. It's too real... That m-my... I can't do this."

"This shock. This fear. You must fight it Sarah." Doctor Ploughton was breathing heavily into the mic as he edged his orgasm to offer support. "This is the turning point for your abortion. You now see the results of all these treatments. We're close. You must focus on the light at the end of the tunnel. Oh f~ So close..."

"R-Right. You're right doctor. I trust you. I'm sorry for being selfish. Please continue Antoni. What's the next device?"

Antoni stopped his search through his bag momentarily talking under his breath. "Tsk. Don't be so eager. I hate puppies... Especially strays from third world countries." He pulled out a large black rubber dildo which was much longer and wider than Sarah's petite small body.

A sharp painful gasp left Sarah mouth as her eyes settled on the new device. "I-Is that the device? That can't possibly be for my insides..."

"Yes it is. It's large because it needs to open you up for the final device."

"There's a final device?"

"Yes. All good things come in threes. Like those cheerleader girls the other night."

"I see. Well I'm ready. Use it." Jealousy kicked her as he spoke so callously about other girls in front of her. Sarah's pussy was now leaking a rose-coloured liquid. Her pussy was swollen and loose from the mixer of numbing tea and Antoni's own aphrodisiac.

"Stand up. Climb on the chair and stand up." Antoni waved at Sarah motioning for her to stand on the chair seat. Following his instruction hesitantly, Sarah stood shakily above him dripping her fluids on the seat. Antoni then placed the dildo on the chair seat which brushed against her inner thigh. "Good job Sarah. You're looking very pretty up there. Now sit down on the device. Show me just how attractive you can be."

Her eyes widened, as she stared down at the device then at Antoni and then back at the device. "S-Sit on it? By sit you mean put it inside? T-That won't fit..." She hesitantly bent her legs just enough that the tip pushed against her labia. She moaned softly, her pussy already sensitive from the over stimulation.

Antoni stepped closer placing one foot on the base of the chair and caressed Sarah's cheek. "It will fit sweetheart. You'll look beautiful with every inch buried inside you." He placed his other hand on her leg pinching her skin as he forced her down.

With Antoni guiding her, Sarah took a deep sharp breath before inching down on the large dildo. Biting her lip, she endured the pain hoping that Antoni would like her if he found her more beautiful like this. The tip of the monster dildo forced its way into her tight uterus. Her walls managing to hold its large shape as her muscles still remembered the shape of Brian's huge fist. Thanks to her muscle memory, Sarah sighed feeling more comfortable than she thought.

Antoni chuckled noticing his addition to the numbing tea was working well. He caressed her cheek sending chills over her twitching lustful body. "Are you enjoying this. Have you done this before? It seems like you enjoy the pain. Want to explore that with me?"

At that moment a hand landed firmly on his shoulder followed by a whispering voice in his ear. "We don't damage the goods. Remember our agreement when we started this club..." Doctor Ploughton was masking his annoyance behind a smile as he disarmed Antoni.

Stepping out from behind Antoni, Randy approached Sarah with a smile. "It would seem that Sarah's uterus is still recovering from her last treatment. However. Every down has its up. We can push this treatment further. Push the dildo further."

Moaning softly with each breath, Sarah looked at the doctor with a false sense of security. "F-Further. No it can't. I don't want it any further in my body."

"Now now Sarah. That's not a very selfless tone. You knew this treatment would cause you more pain. Now trust me and take a deep breath. Antoni would you help me?"

Antoni wiped his nose scoffing at Randy as he dismissed his comments. "Hmph. You think I don't know that? I was about to say that too. This is my plan." His lack of control over the situation was making his skin itch following the doctors lead as they placed their hands on Sarah's legs.

Sarah shook her head violently in protest as the two men force her down on the huge dildo. She screamed in pain as the rubbed filled her uterus pushing against her womb. The two men refused to stop until her ass cheeks hit the fabric of the chair. Whimpering in a mixture of pain and pleasure, Sarah rubbed her stomach feeling the dildo bulging her belly more than the pregnancy. "It's too much. Take it out. Aaaah. Mmm~"

Watching her closely, Antoni's high came rushing back enjoying the sounds and reactions she was making. "Yes! Yes. Like that Sarah. That's my attractive eastern girl." He pushed past the doctor who walked around the chair out of view from Sarah. Antoni placed his hand over Sarah's hand grinning wildly. "You feel that right? It's magic."

Looking up through her teary eyes, Sarah looked into Antoni's eyes. Her fantasies took over in that moment as the touch they shared over her stomach felt like they were holding their own baby lovingly. Sarah imagined what it would feel like to carry the child of someone she loved. Her mothering instincts kicked her hard looking into Antoni's eyes like a dog in heat. In actual fact they were both touching the dildo through her enlarged stomach. With the combination of numbing tea and aphrodisiac sugar, her body was buzzing with desire which danced from her womb to her heart and brain like electricity. Something in that moment snapped in her mind realising that removing this baby would lead to her fulfilling her fantasies. "Y-Yes. Our magic... Do you like me. Like this?"

Placing her other hand over Antoni's hand annoyed him as he quickly took it back with a frustrated expression. He rolled his jaw holding it with one hand chuckling to himself. "Of course. But you know what I'd really love? Finishing this abortion. Then we can make another one. What do you say?"

"A-another one? You mean us? Making a-another one? Yes. Yes I want it Antoni." She held her hands outstretched reaching towards Antoni with doughy eyes.

"That's a good girl sweetheart. Now show me what that Indian pussy can do." Taking one step back, Antoni rolled on his heels using the momentum to fuel his punch. He thrust his arm forward sharply aiming for the bulging spot on her stomach and plunged his fist into her belly.

The force was so brutal it caused Sarah to fall backwards against the chair as her legs kicked out in front of her. She felt the pinching pressing pain between his fist and the dildo erupt around her body from her womb. She coughed wildly losing her breath, her pussy twitching and pulsing over the dildo as the force pushed every inch of the rubber cock out of her body in one violent motion. Her wet uterus sprayed her cream across the floor and Antoni's pants. She wanted to scream but the force knocked the wind out of her sails leaving her in a panting mess.

Barely containing his joy, Antoni bobbed from foot to foot admiring his work. A fist shaped bruise was left where the dildo bulged. "Wow Sarah. Look at the mess you made. You sure are a lewd one aren't you. Do you want this abortion to end or not?" He grinned from ear to ear feeling energetic and aroused from her reaction. Her pain fuelled his excitement, her submission fuelled his lust, and her bodies reactions turned him on.

"Wha. What? N. No. I only want you. Yours." Wincing in pain, Sarah rubbed her stomach rolling from side to side in agony.

"That's great! Then let's finish this on a high. I have one more device. Designed to get you prepared for your final treatment."

"M-More? I don't think I can take more..."

"Now Sarah. You said you wanted my child. No? We must remove this one first."

"Y-Yes you're right. I'll try and endure it for you."

Antoni pulled out one final device from his bag, a long wooden dildo with an umbrella contraption on the end. The device looked cheap and hand made with a rough non-sanded finish. "Good. Now here's your last treatment. I call it Titus. Like the roman emperor. It takes many lives." Antoni placed the device on the table before repositioning the chair forcing Sarah to lie down

Sarah's overwhelming fear was trampled by her desire to see a future with Antoni. She hesitantly watched as he placed the device on a wooden tripod between her legs. She felt like running out the door however, she didn't attempt to. Happy with her decisions she accepted her treatment.

With the device placed, Antoni lined it up with her pussy like a cannon and slowly slid it into her uterus along its track. "This device is very delicate. I made it myself for occasions like this. Don't worry. The pain won't be permanent."

Throwing her head back, Sarah stared up at the ceiling kicking her legs as the sharp wooden texture pushed its way inside splintering and sticking to her walls. She gasped and yelled with pain rolling her head side to side.

"Endure it Sarah. You must endure it." Randy was still stood behind the chair and grabbed Sarah's cheeks. He held her head rubbing himself against the back of the chair. "The treatment might be intense. But the outcome with be a success."

Biting her lip, she gripped the chair with both hands digging her nailed into the fabric. The Titus device pushed against her cervix as she felt the sharp cold umbrella tip slip into her womb.

"This device works like a speculum. Except much more... Useful for abortions. I'll stretch your tight little Indian cervix. Wide enough to give birth to triplets." Holding the rod with both hands, he pulled back the top part of the device. Which worked like an umbrella, operating the sharp tip which pushed her cervix wide open.

The screams echoed around the room as Sarah's womb was opened by the device. Randy placed his hand over her mouth comforting her and muffling her cries. The pain eased slightly once the device stopped stretching her allowing her to regain her breath.

Creamy liquid ran down the wooden dildo and over Antoni's fingers. He pulled his hand back as if touching something disgusting, overjoyed by her reactions for his kinks. "Your pussy is creamier than an Indian curry. Who knew you were taking advantage of your treatments like this. Right doc?"

Doctor Ploughton nodded softly with his eyes closed in agreement. "Indeed. I should repot this to the medical board."

"No please. Don't tell anyone. I-I can't help it. It's just..."

"Don't worry Sarah. Your secret is safe with us." Antoni pulled the device out of her pussy with devastating force. The device splintered into her cervix and womb which was dragged down her uterus walls. Her womb struggled to fix itself as her cervix stayed dilated. She slumped down in the chair with her tongue out breathing heavily, broken. The pain she endured and the pleasure which was brought about by the aphrodisiac sugar Antoni added to her tea, sent her over the edge. She climaxed once more squirting rose coloured juice over the device and floor.

"Hah. I'm finished here. You've become as tasteless as this gum" Watching her lose control and begin to piss was the encore Antoni hoped for as he pulled out the gum from his mouth and pressed it into her bruised stomach. "If you'd like. I can come back for tomorrow's treatment. We can have some more fun."

Tears ran down her face as she struggled to close her legs, shaking with pain. She panted heavily moaning in agony looking at Antoni with lustful eyes. "You'd come back? For me? Y-Yes I'd like that."

"As long as you do as I say. Then it's a date." With a wicked smile, Antoni wiped off the mixture of blood and pussy juice off his device placing it back in his bag.

"A date? With you? I-I will. Whatever you say." Suddenly all of Sarah's pain disappeared as the adrenaline of having a date with Antoni washed over her. However, it was short lived as she saw the blood stains in the towel he was using. "I-Is that my blood? Oh god. The life we're destroying for my selfishness... Tomorrow it will no longer be here..."

The doctor walked around the chair handing Sarah a towel leaning over her. "Not at all. You're being very strong. Very independent Sarah. Tomorrow you get your life back. Now clean yourself up and get home. It's late." Sighing, he turned to face Antoni and with a subtle nod he smiled warmly. "Take care Sarah. Antoni will get you home safely."

Struggling to move, both Antoni and Doctor Ploughton dressed her. Antoni propped her up and carried her over one shoulder back to the clinic lobby. "Drink some more tea. It'll help you forget the pain. Well at least until you get home."

Following his instructions, Sarah drank the tea before they headed back to the girls' dorms. Usually, men aren't allowed in the dorms, but Antoni barged his way into her room dropping her off and left with no concern for her safety. She had no chance to thank him and sat down at her desk rerunning today's events in her head on repeat well into the early hours of the next morning. Which marked the last day of her abortion, with treatment far worse than anybody could ever have imagined.