Author: 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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This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult 
oriented
material. The story is not true, nor does the author 
advocate or condone acts portrayed here. 

The characters in the story are entirely fictional.

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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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