"Come sweetheart, sit down. The guys were just telling me what happened. You poor thing, that must have been terrible?"
Olivia was even more confused, trying to remember what happened last night that brought her to this state. Marlene got up and helped her sit on the chair she was in and went to make her a coffee.
"How do you like your coffee, Olivia?"
"Cream and one sugar, please."
Olivia looked at the three saviours from last night and wondered what happened to her and why she was there.
"Joe, what's going on? Why am I dressed like this and tell me where I am."
"First off, how are you feeling?"
"I feel like shit to be honest. I hurt and feel like I was beat up. Was I in a fight?"
"Well, sort of a fight. You don't remember at all?"
"No, nothing. Last thing I remember was coming back from Aunt Millie's with the girls and we were all dressed in Victoria's dresses. I don't remember anything else, what happened?"
Marlene came back in with her coffee and handed it to her, patting her shoulder and sitting on the floor beside her. She could tell Olivia had gone through something traumatic and was struggling to know what happened to her. None of the men were eager to get into any of the details of it and Marlene looked at them and huffed at them.
"Really? The poor girl has gone through hell with you and you get a little embarrassed about telling her? Never mind, you told me and I'll fill her in on it then. Come Honey, I'll tell you."
Marlene got up and held her hand out to Olivia. She looked at the guys and they nodded it would be better to go with her. Olivia took her hand and Marlene led her back to Bert's room for privacy and closed the door. The guys sat and waited for a while, hoping Marlene could tell her and not make it sound as bad as it was. Olivia's loud cry of "What?", let them know she wasn't taking it all that well. They took their coffees and went outside in the warming daylight, leaving Marlene to handle the talk of sexual things and the possession attempt by Heather.
Once she finished telling her what she knew had happened, Marlene was concerned about her state of health and if she was hurt any where. Olivia said she was still sore between her legs and her abdominal area was tender.
"Let me have a look, Honey and make sure you're alright and not bleeding. Probably have some bruising from the sounds of it, but let's make sure there's nothing serious you need attended to right away. Last thing you need is an infection."
Olivia was hesitant about stripping down in front of a strange woman, Vic's wife or not.
"I know, it's okay Honey, I was a nurse for quite a while before I became part owner in the business with Vic. Nothing new for me to look at."
Olivia was still unsure about it as she stood and began undoing the buttons on the shirt. She took it off and stood in front of Marlene, letting her check her body over. She pressed a few areas and made Olivia wince,
"Yeah, have some bruising there."
Marlene cupped a breast gently and pressed her fingers in on areas she saw discolouration and made her wince again. Both breasts were the same and she looked at her nipples and touched them lightly.
"Wow, they really worked your breasts over hard. Must have squeezed you hard repeatedly to do that. If I miss my guess, you were being milked by whoever was doing it. Your nipples look like you were nursing recently."
"I was being milked? I don't make milk, not that I know of."
"Oh, doesn't matter, women can make milk if their breasts are primed enough to do it. Some women easier than others. I could do it at nineteen. I got played with enough by a guy, I could get some squirts coming out, so they must have working you pretty hard to make you express then. That's going to take a while to settle down again. Okay, take Bert's undies off and let's have a look at you and see what's what."
Olivia was shy about wanting to, but knew it was in her best interest to know how she was medically. She pushed the ill-fitting underwear down and stood naked in front of Marlene. She watched her eyes travel up her body, taking her all in completely and looked in her eyes at the end. She could tell it was a look of admiration, than a clinical observation. Marlene had to smile when she saw her looking back at her.
"Girl, you really are a looker. I sure wish I had a body like yours again. Anyway, lie down here and spread your legs wide and let's see what they did to you."
Olivia lay down and parted her legs, then Marlene parted them more and completely exposed her. She took the bedside lamp and turned it on for a bright light and aimed it between her legs. Using her other hand, she gently touched along her labia and pressed in lightly.
"Any pain along here?"
"A little tender feeling, but not too bad."
Marlene laid the lamp shade on the bed so it stayed focused and used both hands to part her lips. In the bright light, it was still inflamed from her ordeal and Marlene lightly touched around inside.
"Little bit of tearing, but it'll heal quickly. They really worked you over good inside, your walls are still inflamed. Must have used something bigger than a cock in you, that's for sure. I'd say three, four times bigger at least. Can I ask, does your clitoris normally bulge like that?"
Olivia sat up to look and checked it out herself.
"Fuck no. Shit, it's huge."
"I had a feeling that was the case. It should settle back to normal size in a while. Cold compress might be a good idea to help with things. I can see they were busy doing things in your anus as well. It's looking a little worse for the abuse as well."
"I don't doubt it. I can feel it. Feels like I have something inside still and I don't think it's poop."
"Try passing it. If it's too hard, don't push, it may make things worse and tear you up."
Olivia was terrified by the thought of something inside shredding her tender flesh. She held her knees and bore down gently, trying to see of what was inside moved. She felt it easing down and relaxed.
"I can feel it moving, it's coming out. Oh God I hope it's not a lump of poo."
"Let me get a towel just in case. Not to worry if it is, Honey, doesn't bother me, I seen enough and cleaned it up."
Olivia relaxed to that thought and lay waiting for Marlene to go to the bathroom and return. She came back in and closed the door, bringing some toilet paper, a wet cloth and a towel.
"Just in case. Okay, let's see if that can come out now. Does it feel like poo?"
"No, it's really hard, but it moves easily enough."
"Okay, work it out then, but be careful. If you feel it binding up and hard to push, don't push harder, okay?"
"Okay."
Olivia bore down again and worked at making the object move.
"It's coming."
"Good, good."
Olivia kept at it until she felt it become too hard to work at.
"I can't make it move any more."
"How much more do you think to go?"
"Not that far, it's like, maybe three or four inches up. It's just really sore trying to push past it."
