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“You can back out right now,” Dr. Blumfield said, “and no one will ever know what happened except that you had a longer-than-normal examination. You walk out, everything is as it was. But, you don’t want that, do you Alex? You like what I’m saying, hmm?”
“I – yes.” I gulped, “I don’t want to stop feeling like this. I want to be yours. That’s... that’s all I need.”
Wordlessly, he removed those wonderful hands from inside me and walked around the table. He paused for a silent moment between my knees and looked me up then down.
He knelt.
The tip of Dr. Blumfield’s tongue went around either side of my pussy and then down the middle, almost all the way to my asshole. He groaned as he kissed, sucked, licked me. I closed my eyes as his tongue just barely slipped between my folds and tasted all the juice that he made well up from deep inside with those fingers of his.
“Wonderful,” he said, “just wonderful. Your taste. Your scent. Everything about you.”
A finger slipped back inside, then another and a third. He stretched me in slow, deep circles, sometimes spreading them out, sometimes bringing them together and pushing further. A slow, fat lick brought his tongue to my aching button, and as soon as he touched tip to tip, a guttural, rumbling sound came up from deep in my throat.
Faster, faster, he flicked his tongue.
White heat spilled over my groin, all the way to my shoulders. My nipples stiffened again, and I wished that either he extra hands or that I could move mine. I twisted my ankles in the stirrups, relishing the bite of leather on my increasingly raw flesh.
Unconsciously, the muscles at the base of my spine clenched. The tendons on the insides of my thighs tightened.
And then he stopped.
All movement ceased at once.
It took a few seconds for my breathing to return to normal and my pulse to drop back below one hundred. I sucked a deep breath that rattled as it escaped.
I felt his fingers tickle up one thigh, then around my pussy and down the other.
“Does my Alex – my slave – want me to fuck her? Does she want me to slide this cock inside her soaking, sopping pussy and ram her until I explode? Does she?”
“Y-yes, please doctor, please. I can’t wait anymore. I need you so, so bad.” My voice was uncharacteristically desperate. He did something to me. Something incredible.
“Tell me how it feels, slave. I want you to tell me exactly how it feels while I fuck you. Describe my cock stretching inside your cunt. Describe the way it feels for my balls to slap your asshole. Every single detail.”
A little groan escaped my lips when he touched the head of his prick between my folds. Up and down he stroked it. Up and down.
“It feels – it feels like your fingers, teasing my pussy. It feels so good. All I can think is how bad I want you.”
Once more he dragged his cock along the entrance to my pussy, down, then up.
“I feel, mmm, I feel like when you stick it in me, nothing will ever have felt better in my life. I’m listening to the sounds, you sliding up and down.”
Dr. Blumfield pressed his cock’s tip hard against my clit and thrust his hips forward once, then again.
“Oh! Fffff... that feels so good. You’re making my clit hurt, making my whole body ache for you. You’re making, oh fuck! Ohhhh...” I trailed off as he dipped inside my hole and pushed just a little taste inside me.
“The way, the way you’re stretching me. I can’t – can’t believe it. How big your cock, oh my God, how big your cock feels. Oh please, please don’t stop,” I begged, “please never stop fucking me. Give me more; stretch me out all around you. Please, please, please.”
I felt the ridge around his head push the walls of my pussy out further as he worked deeper. Slowly, slowly deeper. I twisted my wrists hard and screamed out, yelping in pain and in pleasure as the skin on my hands began burning.
When his tip squeezed inside, I felt my pussy tug on him, trying to pull him deeper, make sure he didn’t leave. He put his gloved hands on my sides, squeezed hard, and shoved another in another inch.
“Mmm,” I moaned, “the stretching, Doctor Blumfield, the stretching is making me warm. I feel little tingles spreading out of my tight little pussy and up my back. Feels so big, just so, so big. So hard and hot. I’ve never felt anything like your cock before, not ever.” I half-opened my eyes in a pleasured glaze and saw him smiling downward with his eyes fixed on his thick cock sliding inside my body, then pulling back.
“I feel you tug on my lips, when you push forward they follow your dick in, and then when you pull out, they, mmmm...” I stopped to moan when he began circling my clit with the tip of his thumb, “they drag along your shaft. God you feel so good. Please, please shove it deep. Cum in me, please, doctor Blumfield. Fill your slave’s cunt. Fill her up.”
Calling myself ‘slave’ felt very strange. At first, it felt like role play – like I’d put on a Halloween costume. But then I said it again, and again, and it began to feel like home.
“Yes!” I cried when he finally pushed in halfway, my pussy gushing juice around him. “Yes! Fuck - fuck me! Oh my God what I wouldn’t give for you to explode inside me, to feel all that hot, sticky cum drip out of my pussy and over my asshole. Yes!”
