She lies on her back, her legs raised, knees bent, as the first man approaches. He holds a urethral sound, the metal glinting under the harsh lights. He presses it against her urethral opening, and she tenses, but he's gentle, coaxing her to relax. The tip slips in, and she gasps, her eyes wide. He twists it, draws it out slightly, then pushes it back in, deeper this time. She moans, her hips lifting off the table. The men watch, their cocks hard, as he continues to stretch her urethra, preparing her for what's to come. The room is filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, the wet noises of the sound moving in and out of her, and her soft whimpers of pleasure and pain.