Her name is Ayanna Johnson.
Chapter 8
Ayanna Johnson is a striking 22-year-old black woman, standing at 5'7" tall with a presence that is both commanding and inviting. Her smooth, radiant skin has a deep, rich tone that catches the light, highlighting her natural beauty. Her face is beautifully symmetrical, with high cheekbones, a small straight nose, and full, soft lips. Framing her face are soft, natural curls of luscious black hair down to her shoulders.
Her eyes are large and expressive, often sparkling with a hint of curiosity and warmth, drawing people into her world. She has a bright, inviting smile that lights up her entire face, making those around her feel instantly welcomed and at ease. Ayanna has many friends and enjoys good company whenever she can although is also very comfortable on her own.
Her body is beautifully proportioned and quite athletic having done a lot of track work in college and still enjoys regular gym workouts. She has a slender waist that accentuates her gently curved hips as well as her nice firm full 34C breasts. Her round, shapely buttocks are a defining feature, adding to her alluring silhouette. Her athletic build is evident in her toned arms and legs, and she moves with a fluid elegance, her steps light and confident.
The previous evening, having showered and managed to get back to her room without being fucked again or required to give more oral sex, still with the unpleasant image in her head of her mouth pushed into the old lady's smelly cunt, she did eventually fall asleep.
She was woken at nine AM by a large woman dressed in a chef's outfit banging a saucepan in the open doorway of her room.
Chef: "Come on nigger slut, up you get, time to eat your breakfast."
The big woman grabbed Ayanna by the hair, she was barely awake, dragged her naked out into the kitchen, there were various staff members, young and old, all having breakfast. Ayanna was on complete display. The chef sat her down on one of the hard wooden chairs in front of a bowl of cut up fruit.
Chef: "Eat, slut."
There were so many eyes on her, but she took her spoon and started to eat down the fruit. The chef brought her a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. No one bothered her. She wondered if no one was horny this morning but was glad for the lack of attention. It was bad enough having to be naked in front of all these people.
Once she had finished her fruit, the chef bought her a large bowl of porridge, "Eat up, you won't be getting anything else to eat today and you'll need your energy for the night."
The porridge wasn't so terrible, so Ayanna dug in eating away with her beautiful naked breasts jiggling with every movement.
Once she had finished, the chef told her, "to go back to bed and rest, the nurse would come and see you later."
"Nurse, WFT?" Thought Ayanna, but she didn't need to be asked twice, got up and felt all the eyes on her luscious full round naked ass as she trotted back to her room and her bed.
She was woken at about mid-day by a very large woman in a nurse's uniform. She must have been nearly six foot high and as broad as any man. She had a round jolly face and large chubby but very strong looking arms. She pulled the sheet off the naked Ayanna and gave the young black woman's full round ass a very hard slap waking her up.
Nurse: "Get up nigger, time for your medical." The nurse grabbed a handful of the young woman's hair and dragged her out of bed. Ayanna, being half asleep, only just managed to land on her feet. The nurse then used one of her big hands to take a firm hold of Ayanna's left arm and pulled out into the kitchen area where the same old people who had used her yesterday were sitting having their lunch.
The old black man: "Argh! More of the slut's sex holes for jus to use?"
Nurse: "Eat your lunch, she's not for you today."
The nurse led Ayanna down a corridor past some offices, one or two of which had a man sitting behind a desk who looked up and saw the beautiful young black woman's nakedness.
At the end of the corridor, she was led into what to Ayanna appeared to be a doctor's clinic.
Nurse: "Stand in the middle of the room."
Then an elderly man, maybe about 65 years old, came in wearing a white coat and steel rimmed spectacles.