or: Herb Grinder
Title: Medical Mischief
Part: 2 of 3
Keywords: FFFm, Reluc, Fdom, Bd
Medical Mischief by Herb Grinder
Chapter 2
(FFF/m, reluc, Fdom, Bd)
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advocate or condone acts portrayed here.
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Chapter 2
I was rudely awakened by a feeling of being violently
and continually shaken. As my mind hazily swam around
the edges of consciousness, I became aware the shaking
was regular and rhythmic. I felt as if my breath was
being forced out of my body in short bursts. At first, I
was at a loss to understand why I was lying on my back
and why I couldn't move my arms and legs. Then the stark
memory of what had happened to me in the Medical Centre
came flooding back and I suddenly realised that the
shaking was caused by someone bouncing up and down on
top of me.
My cock was painfully hard and felt like it was being
tightly gripped by something hot, wet and slippery. My
vision slowly cleared to focus on Julia Horney's
attractive face bobbing above me. Her mouth was open and
her eyes closed and she looked flushed. I still seemed
to be naked and tied by my wrists and ankles. But it
felt different to before, softer with freshly smelling
sheets.
"I think he's coming round Julia," said an amused
feminine voice.
Julia gave me a breathless smile, but she continued her
bouncing movements and I realised she was straddled
across my thighs with her skirt hitched above her waist.
My head was sort of propped up on a pillow and I could
see my rigid cock rudely sliding in and out between her
shapely thighs. Her garter belt and stocking tops
providing an appropriately erotic frame for the scene.
Nurse Susan's singsong voice came at me from one side.
"Sorry Tommy, you looked so sweet lying there with your
cock still ready for action that we simply couldn't
resist having another go on you."
I turned my head towards the direction of her voice. She
was standing by the bed pulling her panties back on and
adjusting her stockings and skirt while behind her a
grinning Angela fastened the remaining buttons on the
front of her own uniform.
Julia hung on to my shoulders as she rode up and down my
shaft, gasping and moaning softly with joy. Her pussy
felt like a tight velvet glove, gripping my cock firmly.
The bed began to shake violently as she rode me faster
and faster. Suddenly the sexy receptionist grunted and
her pussy tightened around my cock, spraying hot vaginal
juices all over my shaft and onto my balls. Wild spasms
gripped her and I cried out in pain as she dug her
fingernails into my shoulders while she climaxed.
"Oh, God ... GOD! I'm ccuuuummiing ...!" she squealed.
My entire body stiffened in total erotic release. I
gasped and jerked and writhed as I felt myself spurt
helplessly into her hot vagina.
"Noooo!!! Noooo!!! Aaaggghhhh!! Aaaaawwwwwww." I cried
out as my balls felt as if they were being milked dry by
the squeezing action of her pussy.
She collapsed on top of me and did not move for several
minutes. She snuggled against my abused body and smiled
softly.
"Mmmm! Riding you just gets better and better."
She slowly rose from the bed and my cock, still long and
hard, popped out from between her shapely thighs.
"That alprostadil still seems to be working well,"
grinned Susan as she wickedly ran her fingernails up and
down my shaft and gave my balls a tickle.
I gasped and flinched at her touch. My erection seemed
so hypersensitive. I realised my hair was damp as if it
had recently been washed and my face and body felt clean
and freshly scrubbed.
"Where am I?" I croaked.
"We managed to cover you in a blanket and smuggle you
out of the medical centre" said Angela sweetly.
I stared around the room, "Is - is this not still the
medical centre then?"
"No," said Susan, "this is Julia's house. You're in her
bedroom."
I gaped in surprise.
"Yes, we thought you would be safer here," explained
Julia, pulling her panties up over her long shapely legs
and smoothing down the front of her skirt. "After all we
couldn't have you wandering around telling everyone of
your adventures could we?" she grinned.
"With a cock full of alprostadil, someone might actually
believe your story and that would do our reputations no
good at all," added Susan sweetly,
"But when are you going to let me go?" I pleaded.
"All in good time Tommy," said the grinning Nurse Susan,
"In any case we have to wait until the effects of the
alprostadil wear off."
I stared at my steel-hard erection pointing rigidly at
the ceiling and groaned. It certainly did not give the
slightest impression of slackening yet. "But I won't
tell anyone," I pleaded hopefully.
Nurse Susan brought her pretty face down close to mine.
"Listen Tommy," she cooed softly, "We've enjoyed riding
your young hard cock so much that we've decided to keep
you here and use you for our pleasure until the
alprostadil wears off." She gave me a light peck on the
lips. "Even then we might just feel like giving you some
more to prolong our amusement," she laughed wickedly.
"Face it Tommy," grinned Angela, "You're going to be our
captive boy-toy for a while."
I just couldn't believe what was happening to me. Until
nurses Susan and Angela got their lascivious hands on
me, I had not had much in the way of any sexual
experience at all (at least not with an actual female)
Now the realisation was slowly dawning that I had been
kidnapped and repeatedly raped by three lascivious
women. You may think this was every red-blooded male's
fantasy but now it was my reality, and reality has a
habit of turning unpleasant.
The three women further amused themselves by running
their hands over my nakedness for a while, paying
particular attention to my cock and balls. I felt very
weak from the sleeping drug and all my previous
exertions. I certainly did not have the strength to
resist as they fondled my balls and pumped my cock.
"Just think girls," said Nurse Susan thoughtfully, "we
have in our possession what every woman dreams of, the
ultimate girl-toy. No more singles bars, no risk of
disease, no misunderstandings, no unwanted children, no
costly marriages, no awkward relationships, no
commitment. A perfect young male captive to do with as
we want.
"With a perfect body for a woman to pleasure herself
on," grinned Julia.
"And Alprostadil to keep him nice and hard no matter how
many times he is used," added Nurse Susan, her long
fingers wrapping themselves around my cock and stroking
it gently.
"Uuuunnnhhh ... Please ...!" I garbled. "I ... we ...
oooooohhhhhh ..."
"Better be careful Sue, " warned Julia, laughing, "or
you'll make him spurt all over my sheets."
"Seems a shame to keep him just for ourselves," mused
Susan, her eyes twinkling.
"Why - are you suggesting we rent him out or something?"
gasped Angela incredulously.
"Well - why not?" grinned Susan. "We can keep him here
at Julia's and charge by the hour for his use. I bet
there are lots of women out there who would pay plenty
to have a whole hour of raw uninhibited sex with Tommy
here."
I opened my mouth to protest but Julia got there first.
"I don't think I'm too keen on that idea" said Julia
firmly. "Remember I've got my two daughters to think
about. I know they are only 12 and 13 years old but I
think even they might get curious about a string of
strange women trooping in and out of the house
accompanied by lots of squeals and gasps upstairs."
"Hmmmm, perhaps you've got a point there," said Susan
with a sigh.
"We've also got to think about where he came from,"
added Julia. "Someone's bound to notice he's missing if
we keep him too long."
Nurse Susan grinned mischievously. "Don't worry, I've
already taken care of that. As far as Miss Mountjoy at
the halls is concerned Tommy here has volunteered
himself for a new style of medical therapy and will be
in our care for some weeks to cum."
The room exploded with high-pitched female laughter.
"Wow - some therapy!" chortled Angela, "I do hope he can
keep it up over the cumming weeks."
Again the women nearly fell about laughing. The exchange
of lewd remarks continued from one to the other
accompanied by lots of slightly veiled references to
male body parts and sexual function. Needless to say I
did not see the funny side at all.
Angela dabbed at the tears of mirth running down her
pretty face. "Well," she said in a more serious tone of
voice. "How about keeping him here just for our personal
use and taking him somewhere else when we rent him out?"
"Wow, yes that could work," said Susan enthusiastically.
"And remember you'll be able to use him for your very
own personal - er - needs every night Julia," added
Angela temptingly.
Julia's eyes widened as the young nurse's suggestion
sunk home. "Well, I don't know..." she said hesitantly.
"It's been quite some time since your no-good husband
ran off with that secretary of his." continued Susan
relentlessly. "I think you could probably use some raw,
regular sex every night - right?"
The curvaceous receptionist was visibly weakening. "Well
I suppose - oh, alright," she said with a final shrug of
her shoulders. "But I can call it off any time I like -
can't I?"
"Of course you can, " said Susan reassuringly, "and
we'll make sure you have an ample supply of Alprostadil
capsules in case you want to - er - prolong your
enjoyment." There was a wicked gleam in her eye as she
gave my cock another squeeze.
The women laughed again but I didn't like the way this
conversation was going at all.
"B-but you said you would let me go," I protested.
"Yes, but there's been a teensy-weensy change of plan,"
grinned Angela fondling my balls. "We will let you go -
eventually, but we have a few more uses for you first."
"Just think Tommy," cooed Nurse Susan gently. "Lots of
sexy females queuing up to screw your brains out - every
young man's wet dream isn't it?"
I tried to tell them that dreams were a very different
kettle of fish to reality. I also tried to tell them
that being tied down while being forcefully and
repeatedly raped was not my idea of a wholesome sexual
relationship. But they didn't appear to want to listen.
I was more or less ignored as they bustled around the
room, tidying themselves up.
Susan unfastened the Velcro straps holding my wrists and
ankles to the bed frame. It felt so good to be able to
sit up and rub some circulation back into my aching
limbs. The women broke into fits of giggling at the
sight of my cock sticking out lewdly at right angles to
my naked body.
Julia brought some food from downstairs and set it on a
small table and I suddenly realised I was very hungry. I
began to devour the food with relish and my attention
was so focussed on the meal I almost forgot about my
predicament. When I had eaten my fill, I noticed the
women were gone. The sense of relief I felt was almost
tangible. For the first time, I was able to take a few
moments to look around my prison.
It was a largish bedroom with a double bed against one
wall and two doors on opposite sides. There were no
windows. The room was tastefully decorated with flowered
wallpaper and pink curtains with matching bed sheets.
The carpet was also pink, although darker. There was a
small dressing table with a mirror on one side of the
room and a wardrobe on the other. The d‚cor was
obviously feminine, enhanced by a subtle but sultry
perfume that pervaded everything.
I tried one of the doors but it was obviously firmly
locked. The other door opened to reveal a small on-suite
bathroom and I was suddenly aware of an urgent need to
answer the call of nature. I abruptly realised that my
cock had shrunk back to its normal limp state and I
moaned with relief as I emptied my bladder for the first
time since my capture. How long ago was that? I had no
idea.
The clock on the bedside table registered 4-30, but I
had no way of telling whether that was AM or PM. Hoping
to find something to cover my nakedness, I spent a few
minutes going through the wardrobe and the drawers in
the dressing table. All I found was feminine attire. My
cock gave a slight twitch as I examined the neatly
folded piles of panties, bras and stockings. No tights.
This woman obviously liked to wear sexy underwear. The
wardrobe was full of skirts, dresses and blouses but
nothing I could wear unless I wished to be mistaken for
a transvestite.
Contenting myself by wrapping a towel round my waist, I
suddenly felt very tired and crawled over to the bed.
Within a very short time, I was fast asleep.
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