Dating Contract

CHAPTER 208: BEDWETTING

Long enough, the footsteps, approaching and away. Don't know if it's Ars or not. I waited a long time. I couldn't hold back, my hips felt so full, I was afraid of bedwetting.

Step away. I peek. Only the back of the man was visible, as he pressed against the wall on the left side and stepped forward there were four steps, to where he had come.

The iron appeared from below and closed up completely, then lifted up, it was like an elevator.

As soon as the iron disappears upwards. I was half running. In that square box, I took four steps back, I didn't see a button, just a figure drawing on the wall, and it was pretty much, I felt. And as soon as a rumbling sound came from the square box, I immediately jumped there as the glass began to rise and sat on the wooden floor.

The thick glass began to close upward, about two meters high.

Why glass? and in this aquarium now there is no light at all, unlike the one that had a lamp from below.

Glass elevator ...

My eyes widened as I passed through many glass rooms, this elevator running sideways through many empty rooms.

Until the elevator slowed down but didn't stop when I saw the lights on in my front room, a lot of young women, there, they were sitting together, talking to each other, eating.

"Can they look at me?" it doesn't seem like, if they look here someone must be staring at me.

I do not understand how many rooms contain young women. Were they captured and kidnapped? The goosebumps run down the spine.

"Have I been through here? where will this glass aquarium take me," murmured I was so scared that my breath became tight.

The elevator went faster and now it seems to go up, I'm not sure.

And now the elevator goes to the side again through the room with a lot of people covered in their heads and uniforms, like in a factory.

I really don't understand, some people running around pushing aluminum tables.

And some were covered - a blue-sea-like room in the operating room.

I started getting drunk from holding my hips full, and the lift wasn't to the point.

A few minutes later the elevator slowed down. Some people gathered around something, in a room with a dim blue light. Where one light shines in the middle of the circle.

My position was higher, from their room, so I could see, I'm not sure, they were like they were wrapped around the skin. With two small iron-like hoses embedded into that leather hole.

The chief officers were covered in blue cloth, so were their uniforms equally blue. They used clear glasses, nose masks, among them there was a flashlight on his forehead.

Ah needles, knives, scissors near them. Is that doctors? what they're doing is some kind of operation. The elevator has passed through another room.

I'm not sure what I see now. However, something red in color caught my attention. Their blue-gloved hands were inserting - a heart-red object - in the plastic, some other officers were inserting - the red color was like meat in white grains. And put it back in the white grain whether it's salt or something. On the other side of the room: - a white grain evaporates - what is ice?

They put a plastic containing meat that has been coated with grains into - a plastic containing steaming grains - I'm sure it's ice.

"Oh what is it!" Actually, what is this place, crazy. I was just dreaming, it must be a dream.

My thoughts continued to loom, purplish red meat. It looks like a big red bean. My eyes twitched, my shoulders were very lackluster. I just realized I was occupying something moist, I was getting down and I knew: subconsciously I had wet the bed.

What a mess I made. My ass has been wet, the smell of ammonia disrupts the receptors. How bad that is. Damn elevator.

I kept sobbing until my head was patted, even I realized this elevator had stopped and opened.

The guy in the blue uniform, it's eye-opening. He ran, until he hit someone else.

The person who was hit was wearing an operating uniform. With white gloves filled with blood-red liquid and the knife was also full of blood.

Finish me.

This is not a dream, it seems very real. Really bad.

The person who was hit was like glaring at me, and directly approached me while pointing the scissors at me. My body is getting cold.

"Lala?"

My eyes widened, my brain died, the man took off his gloves and squatted down in front of me, putting gloves and scissors on the aluminum floor

"Hey, why are you here?" He opened the mask, I couldn't digest his question.

I started to recognize her face, when she took off the hair cover.

"Da-da-niel," I was helpless.

He clutched my body that felt boneless, into a large cage.

"I am with you" Daniel stroked my trembling back.

"Can you stand up? you can't be here" he said gently, and I shook my head weakly.

"Let's go, or Ars will know this and punish you." He took off my hand that was still squeezing his uniform. My hands were ice cold and trembling.

Daniel assures me, his hot hands clutching my fingers. This room is icy cold, I'm freezing because I'm cold and scared.

I was still clutching the uniform in Daniel's stomach, when the man put a hair-cover on my head.

He also wears glasses and a mask. My face has been covered.

"Wear this," Daniel took off his uniform and put it in my head.

"Let's hurry." Daniel firmly gripped my two armpits forcing me to stand up. Ah I don't care maybe he touched my wet pants by the toothpick while lowering the blue uniform to the extent of my thighs.

Believe me. I could not stand at all and Daniel held my waist to stick to his body.

Now Iron covered us and the elevator started to go. Damn elevator.

My cheek sank into Daniel's chest, my body like it was drifting by an unbearable limp.

The lift was one meter by one meter, very narrow for me and Daniel.

My head drooped backwards, so Daniel kept holding my neck and waist down.

"Please take me home" I said helplessly