{"id":251689,"date":"2026-07-13T01:25:05","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:25:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/annies-exam-the-center-book-8-am-campbell\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:25:05","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:25:05","slug":"annies-exam-the-center-book-8-am-campbell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/annies-exam-the-center-book-8-am-campbell\/","title":{"rendered":"Annies Exam The Center Book 8 – AM Campbell"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cIf we had more hands I\u2019d say side. Maybe we can work with that later.\u201d I want to ask what he means by that, but of course, neither of them even looks my direction. They busy themselves at the counter. I strain my neck, but can\u2019t see what they\u2019re doing.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, Annie,\u201d Dr. Mercer says, finally returning to my side. \u201cAlmost done for now, honey. You\u2019re doing so good.\u201d A minute ago, I\u2019d been ready to ask again for release. For them to let me go home. But the praise washes over me and does something to my insides, and dammit, I need to hear it again.<\/p>\n

The men adjust my legs again, pressing my knees even further into my chest. I realize with a start that not only is my pussy gaping open in their view, but that my bottom hole is, too. “We’ll need to do a rectal exam,” Dr. Mercer says, and I can feel my face flame hotter than before. “No,” I whisper, but it comes out weak, unconvincing even to my own ears. “This isn’t optional, Annie,” Dr. Mercer says, his tone gentle but unyielding. “Everything we do is for your well-being.”<\/p>\n

I hear the snap of fresh gloves, and then Cole appears at my side again, this time with a small tube in his hand. He squeezes clear gel onto Dr. Mercer’s waiting fingers. “Take a deep breath,” Cole instructs, his large hand coming to rest on my shoulder.<\/p>\n

I try to comply, but my breath catches as I feel Dr. Mercer’s lubricated finger circle the tight ring of muscle. The cold gel makes me clench involuntarily. “Relax, honey,” Dr. Mercer murmurs. “Fighting it only makes it harder.” His finger presses against me, insistent but not rough. The pressure builds until my body yields, and his finger slips inside my forbidden hole. I bite my lip to keep from making any sound, but a whimper escapes anyway as his finger pushes deeper inside me.<\/p>\n

The invasion feels alien, humiliating. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to disconnect from what’s happening. To ignore the way submission washes over me. “Good,” Dr. Mercer says, his voice clinical. “Everything feels healthy so far.\u201d His finger slips out of me. I exhale shakily, relief washing through me that this particular violation is over. But my relief is short-lived as I hear the men moving around the room.<\/p>\n

“Almost done, honey,” Dr. Mercer says. “Cole, would you assist with this part?” I can’t see what Cole is doing, but the sound of a drawer opening sets my nerves on edge.<\/p>\n

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Activities depicted in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. 1kitap1.com\/en Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 1kitap1.com\/en \u201cG One ood morning, honey.\u201d<\/p>\n

The voice drifts into my consciousness, fuzzy and far away. \u201cAnnie.\u201d Louder this time. \u201cWake up, honey.\u201d I rub my eyes before I manage to open them. I blink against the bright fluorescent light. As my eyes adjust, I realize I\u2019m in an unfamiliar room. Everything is white, sterile almost. Like a hospital room. \u201cAnnie, honey,\u201d the voice says again. \u201cLook at me, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n

I do. A man in black scrubs is next to my bed. He\u2019s not familiar, and for a second, I take him in. He seems tall, imposing, though I don\u2019t know if that\u2019s just because I\u2019m lying in bed. Sleeves stretched over large biceps, arms crossed over his chest. Gloves stretch over large hands.<\/p>\n

I swallow hard. \u201cHi there, Annie,\u201d he says, and I force my eyes back to his face. \u201cI\u2019m Cole. I\u2019ll be taking care of you during your stay here at Rose Cliff.\u201d I blink at him, my brain still fuzzy as I try to understand. \u201cMy\u2026\u201d Cole smiles kindly. \u201cYour stay at Rose Cliff, honey. Let\u2019s get you up.\u201d<\/p>\n

He pushes the covers back. I gasp, realizing I\u2019m naked, but Cole doesn\u2019t pause. He wraps an arm under my back and the other beneath my knees, then lifts me effortlessly up, out of bed before he sets me on the floor. My legs wobble beneath me, and I instinctively cross my arms over my chest, trying to cover myself. The cold linoleum floor sends a shock through my bare feet. Cole keeps one large hand on my upper arm, steadying me as I sway slightly.<\/p>\n

The room tilts and rights itself, my vision still blurry around the edges. “Where am I?” My voice comes out as a croak, my throat dry and scratchy. Cole’s grip tightens, just enough to notice. “Rose Cliff, honey. I just told you that.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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