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P. Damien and anonymous[/b]\n\nArleen was nervous about doctors, but a series of mysterious symptoms had driven her to go in for a long-overdue physical examination. She got a phone call from the doctor's office 3 days later. \n\n\"Ms. Hampton?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Doctor Daniels would like to discuss the results of your physical with you. Can you come in tomorrow?\"\n\n\"Wait, what? The Doctor has always given me my test results by phone. \"\n\n\"This time the Doctor needs you to come in so he can discuss the treatment with you. Please be on time.\" \n\nArleen was so nervous that she gave herself an extra 15 minutes for the bus ride and got to the office only 5 minutes late. Doctor Daniels's receptionist was on the phone, but waved to her as soon as she came in. Arleen sat down and prepared to wait.\n\nThe receptionist pulled her window open less than 2 minutes later. \"The doctor will see you now, Ms. Hampton.\"\n\nThe doe got up from the chair. The nurse led her to an examining room with the usual furnishings; she sat on the exam table and looked around the sterile white room. The doctor came in less than a minute later and looked at Arleen sadly. \"I'm afraid the news from your tests is not good.\"\n\nShe looked up at him and stared, “What do you mean, Doc?”\n\n\"You have Whitaker's disease. It is not contagious yet, but it will be within a month at most. You might live as long as 6 months, but I can't guarantee even that much.\"\n\nArleen gasped. \"Wait. 6 months? But I'm still young. Isn't there a treatment?”\n\n\"I'm afraid the only authorized treatment is termination. I can take care of you in the office, or you can report to a termination center. No later than one week from today.\"\n\n\"Please, I'd rather take care of it here. But if I could...\"\n\n\"Go ahead,\" he said encouragingly.\n\n\"I'd like one last orgasm. Please...?\"\n\n\"I can lend you a vibrator. Or... I can have sex with you just before...\"\n\n\"If its all the same to you I'd like sex before I go, its more fun that way.\"\n\n\"Very well. Remove all your clothes, and put them in that bin marked 'Medical Waste'. Then come with me.\"\n\nArleen gave the leopard a strange look, but did as he said. She covered herself with her hands.\n\n\"Not much point in that, is there? You'll be fully exposed when you hang.\"\n\nArleen stuck out her tongue at the leopard, but she gave up on covering her tits, putting both hands over her pussy instead.\n\nThe doctor opened the door and led the doe down the hall, about 30 feet. The nurse and secretary studiously ignored Arlene as she went by. A male wolf who was having blood drawn glanced at Arleen as she walked down the hall, then stared. Arleen noticed and made another attempt to cover her tits with one arm.\n\nArleen looked up when the doctor stopped and saw a heavy-looking door with an unlit sign above it that read \"Termination\". The leopard opened the door, and Arleen shivered slightly as she tried to imagine what would happen in that room.\n\nThe room was larger than she'd expected. The table was nearly the width of a double bed, and it was covered with a white mattress pad instead of the usual vinyl. The only other furnishings were a short stool underneath a noose and a sink-cabinet combination. The doctor stepped on a pedal and the table lowered to a comfortable bed height.\n\n\"Please come in and lie down in whatever position you prefer.\"\n\nArleen walked in and looked around a moment before sitting on the edge of the table. She gave the Doctor a slightly worried look.\n\n\"It's okay. I'm very good at this. I've never had a complaint from a terminee.\"\n\nThe doe smiled a little. \"Well, I mean... I would hope not, if you had we would have a bigger problem than my terminal illness.\" She chuckled at her terrible joke, trying to lighten the mood a bit.\n\nThe doctor looked closely at her. \"Does the white coat make you nervous?\"\n\n\"Yeah it does a little bit.\"\n\n\"Let me close the door, then I'll take off the coat and be just a leopard. Assuming...\"\n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n\"... you aren't afraid of large predators.\"\n\nThe doe smiled. \"Not at all. I went home from a bar with a lion two months ago.\"\n\nThe doctor closed the door and flipped a red switch with a small transparent panel above it. The panel lit up. Then he removed his white coat, his tie, his jacket, and his shirt. He untied his shoes and pulled them off, then his socks. He undid his belt, then sat on the table and pulled off his pants, then his boxers. He was already half-erect. Arleen's face flushed as he casually sat on the table, his cock sticking out of its sheath.\n\nHe looked at Arleen. \"Still nervous about me?\n\nShe shook her head and smiled warmly. \"No, not really, so how does this all work exactly? Do we fuck and then you hang me?\"\n\n\"Yes, exactly. Your choice of sex. The good news is, it's not sexually transmissible -- yet -- so we don't need a condom.\"\n\nArleen hesitated, blushed, then blurted in one breath \"Well, I prefer rough sex, the easy vanilla stuff was never able to get me off.\" She stopped a moment, then went on. \"May I make another request?\"\n\n\"Go ahead.\"\n\n\"You said that I'm not contagious yet, Does that mean they can use my body for research? Maybe find a better treatment someday?\"\n\n\"I'll call the local medical schools. Given how rare Whitaker's disease is, I'm sure somebody will want it.\"\n\n\"Do I need to sign any paperwork?\"\n\n\"Yes. I have the form here.\" He opened a drawer, pulled out a two-page form, and handed it to her.\n\nShe took the paper from him and quickly signed without reading it. She handed it back to him.\n\n\"You said you like it rough. Rough as in no foreplay? As in anal? As in BDSM of some sort?\"\n\n\"Yes. To all of it.\"\n\nThe leopard put the paper into a file folder, then put it back in the drawer. He turned back to Arleen. \"If that's the way you want it.\" He paused, looking at the doe's attractive body. Then he growled in his lowest register, \"You! Face down on the table! Now! Spread-eagle with your hands at the upper corners of the table!\"\n\nArleen did as he instructed. He pulled a strap from under the table and fit the loop at the end over her right wrist, then did the same to her left wrist. She tugged on the straps, then moved her legs a bit to close them.\n\nHe pulled her left foot out and attached a strap to it, then connected the last strap to her right foot, leaving her spread-eagled on the bed/table with her ass conveniently available. He opened another drawer and got out a tube. He uncapped it, squeezed some onto his fingers, and spread a little on her asshole. Then he applied the rest to his now-very-erect cock. He paused to look down at Arleen, totally vulnerable on his table. The does looked over her shoulder at him and gave him an encouraging smile.\n\nThe doctor positioned his tip at Arleen's tailhole, moved his cock around a bit to get a feel for her hole, then shoved it in with one, long, hard stroke. She cried out as he slammed into her ass and tears dripped down her face. He looked in the mirror at the end of the table and saw that she was smiling through her tears. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved his length into her again. Arleen screamed again and pulled against the straps, trying to escape the rape of her ass. It was in vain and she knew it. She had asked for this and now she was getting it.\n\n\"Hmmmm.... \" he mused. \"One more strap around your neck and I could fuck you while ending you. Protocol calls for hanging, but -- who will know...\"\n\n\"There's nothing stopping you,\" she said.\n\nThe doctor reached under the table and got a longer strap. He clipped it to the left side of the table, then wrapped it once completely around Arleen's neck. \"I'm going to count to five. You can take a last deep breath of good, sweet air if you want.\" He paused a moment. \"One, two...\"\n\nArleen took a deep breath, then a second, then waited for the inevitable.\n\nHe pulled the strap, slowly choking off Arleen's air. Then he started fucking her again. \"You have a wonderfully tight ass. It's a shame the law says I have to terminate you.\"\n\nThe doe tried to conserve her breath and last as long as possible while he fucked her. She moaned and pulled against the straps. “Please..harder..”she whispered.\n\nThe tiger pulled almost all the way out, then slammed into her. Again and again, while he pulled the strap as hard as he could. \"Uhhhhhh.....\" he moaned, \"Hope you enjoy your breathless experience.\"\n\nShe nodded her head about an inch, the most she could manage with the strap strangling her. She tried to pull her wrists and ankles free of the straps, but they were made of seat belt webbing. She felt herself approaching the brink of orgasm as she started to convulse with her need for air. The doctor kept pounding into her little star while holding the strap tight around her neck. \"Oh, your ass is one real good fuck. I'm going to remember this for a long time.\"\n\nThe fucking and lack of air pushed the doe over the edge. She came, her sphincter spasming tight around him, her juices running down her legs. Her vision started to blur and darken as he came inside her, pouring his hot seed into her bowels. Her body continued to convulse as she tried to free herself and get a breath. But the doctor kept a tight hold on the strap. There would be no air for Arleen, no breath, never again. Her vision went completely dark and she stopped struggling against the straps. Her body fell limp on the pad. Her only movements were a few random jerks as her muscles spasmed.\n\nThe doctor held the strap tight for another 5 minutes. Then he let go for a moment and listened to Arleen's chest with his stethoscope. He heard no heartbeat, no breathing sounds. Nothing but the quiet sound of the ventilation system and his own breathing. He pulled out a death certificate from the drawer and entered the time of death. Then he pushed a button on the intercom.\n\n\"Yes, Doctor Daniels?\"\n\n\"Would you have Lynsay and Sukie come to Termination to assist me? And make out the termination paperwork for Ms. Hampton, please. Body to be donated to Medical Science.\"\n\n\"Of course, Doctor.\"\n\nHe pulled some paper towels from the dispenser and wiped himself off, then put his clothes back on. He undid the straps, then unlocked the door. His nurse and lab tech came in.\n\n\"Yes, Doctor?\"\n\n\"Would you help me hoist her up, please.\"\n\n\"Of course, Doctor.\"\n\nHe and the assistant wheeled the table directly underneath the noose,. He stepped on a pedal and the table rose to chest height. Then he pushed Arleen's upper body upright. The two femmes held her up while the Doctor fit the noose around her neck. Then they slid the doe's body off the table and let the noose take her weight.\n\nThe assistant wheeled the table back to where it had been and used another pedal to lower it to normal height.\n\nThe secretary's voice came over the intercom. \"I've notified Health Services and I have the paperwork ready for your signature. I called the University's Medical School and they will be happy to accept her body.\"\n\n\"Thank you, Lorraine.\"\n\n Lynsay and Sukie left. Doctor Daniels turned off the red sign over the door and left, closing it behind him. He went into the bathroom, and straightened out his clothes a little more, then walked back to the receptionist's area and took the paperwork. He filled in the diagnosis, then put in the times for induction of asphyxia and cessation of heartbeat. He handed the paperwork back to his technician. \"You can send in my next patient now.\"\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A roleplay between A. P. Damien and anonymous

Arleen was nervous about doctors, but a series of mysterious symptoms had driven her to go in for a long-overdue physical examination. She got a phone call from the doctor's office 3 days later.

"Ms. Hampton?"

"Yes."

"Doctor Daniels would like to discuss the results of your physical with you. Can you come in tomorrow?"

"Wait, what? The Doctor has always given me my test results by phone. "

"This time the Doctor needs you to come in so he can discuss the treatment with you. Please be on time."

Arleen was so nervous that she gave herself an extra 15 minutes for the bus ride and got to the office only 5 minutes late. Doctor Daniels's receptionist was on the phone, but waved to her as soon as she came in. Arleen sat down and prepared to wait.

The receptionist pulled her window open less than 2 minutes later. "The doctor will see you now, Ms. Hampton."

The doe got up from the chair.  The nurse led her to an examining room with the usual furnishings; she sat on the exam table and looked around the sterile white room.  The doctor came in less than a minute later and looked at Arleen sadly. "I'm afraid the news from your tests is not good."

She looked up at him and stared, “What do you mean, Doc?”

"You have Whitaker's disease. It is not contagious yet, but it will be within a month at most. You might live as long as 6 months, but I can't guarantee even that much."

Arleen gasped. "Wait. 6 months? But I'm still young. Isn't there a treatment?”

"I'm afraid the only authorized treatment is termination. I can take care of you in the office, or you can report to a termination center. No later than one week from today."

"Please, I'd rather take care of it here. But if I could..."

"Go ahead," he said encouragingly.

"I'd like one last orgasm. Please...?"

"I can lend you a vibrator. Or... I can have sex with you just before..."

"If its all the same to you I'd like sex before I go, its more fun that way."

"Very well. Remove all your clothes, and put them in that bin marked 'Medical Waste'. Then come with me."

Arleen gave the leopard a strange look, but did as he said. She covered herself with her hands.

"Not much point in that, is there? You'll be fully exposed when you hang."

Arleen stuck out her tongue at the leopard, but she gave up on covering her tits, putting both hands over her pussy instead.

The doctor opened the door and led the doe down the hall, about 30 feet. The nurse and secretary studiously ignored Arlene as she went by. A male wolf who was having blood drawn glanced at Arleen as she walked down the hall, then stared. Arleen noticed and made another attempt to cover her tits with one arm.

Arleen looked up when the doctor stopped and saw a heavy-looking door with an unlit sign above it that read "Termination".  The leopard opened the door, and Arleen shivered slightly as she tried to imagine what would happen in that room.

The room was larger than she'd expected. The table was nearly the width of a double bed, and it was covered with a white mattress pad instead of the usual vinyl. The only other furnishings were a short stool underneath a noose and a sink-cabinet combination. The doctor stepped on a pedal and the table lowered to a comfortable bed height.

"Please come in and lie down in whatever position you prefer."

Arleen walked in and looked around a moment before sitting on the edge of the table. She gave the Doctor a slightly worried look.

"It's okay. I'm very good at this. I've never had a complaint from a terminee."

The doe smiled a little. "Well, I mean... I would hope not, if you had we would have a bigger problem than my terminal illness." She chuckled at her terrible joke, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

The doctor looked closely at her. "Does the white coat make you nervous?"

"Yeah it does a little bit."

"Let me close the door, then I'll take off the coat and be just a leopard. Assuming..."

"Yes?"

"... you aren't afraid of large predators."

The doe smiled. "Not at all. I went home from a bar with a lion two months ago."

The doctor closed the door and flipped a red switch with a small transparent panel above it. The panel lit up. Then he removed his white coat, his tie, his jacket, and his shirt.  He untied his shoes and pulled them off, then his socks. He undid his belt, then sat on the table and pulled off his pants, then his boxers. He was already half-erect. Arleen's face flushed as he casually sat on the table, his cock sticking out of its sheath.

He looked at Arleen. "Still nervous about me?

She shook her head and smiled warmly. "No, not really, so how does this all work exactly? Do we fuck and then you hang me?"

"Yes, exactly. Your choice of sex. The good news is, it's not sexually transmissible -- yet -- so we don't need a condom."

Arleen hesitated, blushed, then blurted in one breath "Well, I prefer rough sex, the easy vanilla stuff was never able to get me off." She stopped a moment, then went on.  "May I make another request?"

"Go ahead."

"You said that I'm not contagious yet, Does that mean they can use my body for research? Maybe find a better treatment someday?"

"I'll call the local medical schools. Given how rare Whitaker's disease is, I'm sure somebody will want it."

"Do I need to sign any paperwork?"

"Yes. I have the form here." He opened a drawer, pulled out a two-page form, and handed it to her.

She took the paper from him and quickly signed without reading it. She handed it back to him.

"You said you like it rough. Rough as in no foreplay? As in anal? As in BDSM of some sort?"

"Yes. To all of it."

The leopard put the paper into a file folder, then put it back in the drawer. He turned back to Arleen. "If that's the way you want it." He paused, looking at the doe's attractive body. Then he growled in his lowest register, "You! Face down on the table! Now! Spread-eagle with your hands at the upper corners of the table!"

Arleen did as he instructed. He pulled a strap from under the table and fit the loop at the end over her right wrist, then did the same to her left wrist. She tugged on the straps, then moved her legs a bit to close them.

He pulled her left foot out and attached a strap to it, then connected the last strap to her right foot, leaving her spread-eagled on the bed/table with her ass conveniently available. He opened another drawer and got out a tube. He uncapped it, squeezed some onto his fingers, and spread a little on her asshole. Then he applied the rest to his now-very-erect cock. He paused to look down at Arleen, totally vulnerable on his table. The does looked over her shoulder at him and gave him an encouraging smile.

The doctor positioned his tip at Arleen's tailhole, moved his cock around a bit to get a feel for her hole, then shoved it in with one, long, hard stroke. She cried out as he slammed into her ass and tears dripped down her face. He looked in the mirror at the end of the table and saw that she was smiling through her tears. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved his length into her again. Arleen screamed again and pulled against the straps, trying to escape the rape of her ass. It was in vain and she knew it. She had asked for this and now she was getting it.

"Hmmmm.... " he mused. "One more strap around your neck and I could fuck you while ending you. Protocol calls for hanging, but -- who will know..."

"There's nothing stopping you," she said.

The doctor reached under the table and got a longer strap. He clipped it to the left side of the table, then wrapped it once completely around Arleen's neck. "I'm going to count to five. You can take a last deep breath of good, sweet air if you want." He paused a moment. "One, two..."

Arleen took a deep breath, then a second, then waited for the inevitable.

He pulled the strap, slowly choking off Arleen's air. Then he started fucking her again. "You have a wonderfully tight ass. It's a shame the law says I have to terminate you."

The doe tried to conserve her breath and last as long as possible while he fucked her.  She moaned and pulled against the straps. “Please..harder..”she whispered.

The tiger pulled almost all the way out, then slammed into her. Again and again, while he pulled the strap as hard as he could. "Uhhhhhh....." he moaned, "Hope you enjoy your breathless experience."

She nodded her head about an inch, the most she could manage with the strap strangling her. She tried to pull her wrists and ankles free of the straps, but they were made of seat belt webbing. She felt herself approaching the brink of orgasm as she started to convulse with her need for air. The doctor kept pounding into her little star while holding the strap tight around her neck. "Oh, your ass is one real good fuck. I'm going to remember this for a long time."

The fucking and lack of air pushed the doe over the edge. She came, her sphincter spasming tight around him, her juices running down her legs. Her vision started to blur and darken as he came inside her, pouring his hot seed into her bowels.  Her body continued to convulse as she tried to free herself and get a breath. But the doctor kept a tight hold on the strap. There would be no air for Arleen, no breath, never again. Her vision went completely dark and she stopped struggling against the straps. Her body fell limp on the pad.  Her only movements were a few random jerks as her muscles spasmed.

The doctor held the strap tight for another 5 minutes. Then he let go for a moment and listened to Arleen's chest with his stethoscope. He heard no heartbeat, no breathing sounds. Nothing but the quiet sound of the ventilation system and his own breathing. He pulled out a death certificate from the drawer and entered the time of death. Then he pushed a button on the intercom.

"Yes, Doctor Daniels?"

"Would you have Lynsay and Sukie come to Termination to assist me? And make out the termination paperwork for Ms. Hampton, please. Body to be donated to Medical Science."

"Of course, Doctor."

He pulled some paper towels from the dispenser and wiped himself off, then put his clothes back on. He undid the straps, then unlocked the door. His nurse and lab tech came in.

"Yes, Doctor?"

"Would you help me hoist her up, please."

"Of course, Doctor."

He and the assistant wheeled the table directly underneath the noose,. He stepped on a pedal and the table rose to chest height. Then he pushed Arleen's upper body upright. The two femmes held her up while the Doctor fit the noose around her neck. Then they slid the doe's body off the table and let the noose take her weight.

The assistant wheeled the table back to where it had been and used another pedal to lower it to normal height.

The secretary's voice came over the intercom. "I've notified Health Services and I have the paperwork ready for your signature. I called the University's Medical School and they will be happy to accept her body."

"Thank you, Lorraine."

 Lynsay and Sukie left. Doctor Daniels turned off the red sign over the door and left, closing it behind him. He went into the bathroom, and straightened out his clothes a little more, then walked back to the receptionist's area and took the paperwork. He filled in the diagnosis, then put in the times for induction of asphyxia and cessation of heartbeat. He handed the paperwork back to his technician.  "You can send in my next patient now."
", "writing": "[t][b]The Treatment[/b][/t]\n[b]A roleplay between A. P. Damien and anonymous[/b]\n\nArleen was nervous about doctors, but a series of mysterious symptoms had driven her to go in for a long-overdue physical examination. She got a phone call from the doctor's office 3 days later. \n\n\"Ms. Hampton?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Doctor Daniels would like to discuss the results of your physical with you. Can you come in tomorrow?\"\n\n\"Wait, what? The Doctor has always given me my test results by phone. \"\n\n\"This time the Doctor needs you to come in so he can discuss the treatment with you. Please be on time.\" \n\nArleen was so nervous that she gave herself an extra 15 minutes for the bus ride and got to the office only 5 minutes late. Doctor Daniels's receptionist was on the phone, but waved to her as soon as she came in. Arleen sat down and prepared to wait.\n\nThe receptionist pulled her window open less than 2 minutes later. \"The doctor will see you now, Ms. Hampton.\"\n\nThe doe got up from the chair. The nurse led her to an examining room with the usual furnishings; she sat on the exam table and looked around the sterile white room. The doctor came in less than a minute later and looked at Arleen sadly. \"I'm afraid the news from your tests is not good.\"\n\nShe looked up at him and stared, \"What do you mean, Doc?\"\n\n\"You have Whitaker's disease. It is not contagious yet, but it will be within a month at most. You might live as long as 6 months, but I can't guarantee even that much.\"\n\nArleen gasped. \"Wait. 6 months? But I'm still young. Isn't there a treatment?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid the only authorized treatment is termination. I can take care of you in the office, or you can report to a termination center. No later than one week from today.\"\n\n\"Please, I'd rather take care of it here. But if I could...\"\n\n\"Go ahead,\" he said encouragingly.\n\n\"I'd like one last orgasm. Please...?\"\n\n\"I can lend you a vibrator. Or... I can have sex with you just before...\"\n\n\"If its all the same to you I'd like sex before I go, its more fun that way.\"\n\n\"Very well. Remove all your clothes, and put them in that bin marked 'Medical Waste'. Then come with me.\"\n\nArleen gave the leopard a strange look, but did as he said. She covered herself with her hands.\n\n\"Not much point in that, is there? You'll be fully exposed when you hang.\"\n\nArleen stuck out her tongue at the leopard, but she gave up on covering her tits, putting both hands over her pussy instead.\n\nThe doctor opened the door and led the doe down the hall, about 30 feet. The nurse and secretary studiously ignored Arlene as she went by. A male wolf who was having blood drawn glanced at Arleen as she walked down the hall, then stared. Arleen noticed and made another attempt to cover her tits with one arm.\n\nArleen looked up when the doctor stopped and saw a heavy-looking door with an unlit sign above it that read \"Termination\". The leopard opened the door, and Arleen shivered slightly as she tried to imagine what would happen in that room.\n\nThe room was larger than she'd expected. The table was nearly the width of a double bed, and it was covered with a white mattress pad instead of the usual vinyl. The only other furnishings were a short stool underneath a noose and a sink-cabinet combination. The doctor stepped on a pedal and the table lowered to a comfortable bed height.\n\n\"Please come in and lie down in whatever position you prefer.\"\n\nArleen walked in and looked around a moment before sitting on the edge of the table. She gave the Doctor a slightly worried look.\n\n\"It's okay. I'm very good at this. I've never had a complaint from a terminee.\"\n\nThe doe smiled a little. \"Well, I mean... I would hope not, if you had we would have a bigger problem than my terminal illness.\" She chuckled at her terrible joke, trying to lighten the mood a bit.\n\nThe doctor looked closely at her. \"Does the white coat make you nervous?\"\n\n\"Yeah it does a little bit.\"\n\n\"Let me close the door, then I'll take off the coat and be just a leopard. Assuming...\"\n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n\"... you aren't afraid of large predators.\"\n\nThe doe smiled. \"Not at all. I went home from a bar with a lion two months ago.\"\n\nThe doctor closed the door and flipped a red switch with a small transparent panel above it. The panel lit up. Then he removed his white coat, his tie, his jacket, and his shirt. He untied his shoes and pulled them off, then his socks. He undid his belt, then sat on the table and pulled off his pants, then his boxers. He was already half-erect. Arleen's face flushed as he casually sat on the table, his cock sticking out of its sheath.\n\nHe looked at Arleen. \"Still nervous about me?\n\nShe shook her head and smiled warmly. \"No, not really, so how does this all work exactly? Do we fuck and then you hang me?\"\n\n\"Yes, exactly. Your choice of sex. The good news is, it's not sexually transmissible -- yet -- so we don't need a condom.\"\n\nArleen hesitated, blushed, then blurted in one breath \"Well, I prefer rough sex, the easy vanilla stuff was never able to get me off.\" She stopped a moment, then went on. \"May I make another request?\"\n\n\"Go ahead.\"\n\n\"You said that I'm not contagious yet, Does that mean they can use my body for research? Maybe find a better treatment someday?\"\n\n\"I'll call the local medical schools. Given how rare Whitaker's disease is, I'm sure somebody will want it.\"\n\n\"Do I need to sign any paperwork?\"\n\n\"Yes. I have the form here.\" He opened a drawer, pulled out a two-page form, and handed it to her.\n\nShe took the paper from him and quickly signed without reading it. She handed it back to him.\n\n\"You said you like it rough. Rough as in no foreplay? As in anal? As in BDSM of some sort?\"\n\n\"Yes. To all of it.\"\n\nThe leopard put the paper into a file folder, then put it back in the drawer. He turned back to Arleen. \"If that's the way you want it.\" He paused, looking at the doe's attractive body. Then he growled in his lowest register, \"You! Face down on the table! Now! Spread-eagle with your hands at the upper corners of the table!\"\n\nArleen did as he instructed. He pulled a strap from under the table and fit the loop at the end over her right wrist, then did the same to her left wrist. She tugged on the straps, then moved her legs a bit to close them.\n\nHe pulled her left foot out and attached a strap to it, then connected the last strap to her right foot, leaving her spread-eagled on the bed/table with her ass conveniently available. He opened another drawer and got out a tube. He uncapped it, squeezed some onto his fingers, and spread a little on her asshole. Then he applied the rest to his now-very-erect cock. He paused to look down at Arleen, totally vulnerable on his table. The does looked over her shoulder at him and gave him an encouraging smile.\n\nThe doctor positioned his tip at Arleen's tailhole, moved his cock around a bit to get a feel for her hole, then shoved it in with one, long, hard stroke. She cried out as he slammed into her ass and tears dripped down her face. He looked in the mirror at the end of the table and saw that she was smiling through her tears. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved his length into her again. Arleen screamed again and pulled against the straps, trying to escape the rape of her ass. It was in vain and she knew it. She had asked for this and now she was getting it.\n\n\"Hmmmm.... \" he mused. \"One more strap around your neck and I could fuck you while ending you. Protocol calls for hanging, but -- who will know...\"\n\n\"There's nothing stopping you,\" she said.\n\nThe doctor reached under the table and got a longer strap. He clipped it to the left side of the table, then wrapped it once completely around Arleen's neck. \"I'm going to count to five. You can take a last deep breath of good, sweet air if you want.\" He paused a moment. \"One, two...\"\n\nArleen took a deep breath, then a second, then waited for the inevitable.\n\nHe pulled the strap, slowly choking off Arleen's air. Then he started fucking her again. \"You have a wonderfully tight ass. It's a shame the law says I have to terminate you.\"\n\nThe doe tried to conserve her breath and last as long as possible while\nhe fucked her. She moaned and pulled against the straps.\n\"Please...harder...\" she whispered.\n\nThe tiger pulled almost all the way out, then slammed into her. Again and again, while he pulled the strap as hard as he could. \"Uhhhhhh.....\" he moaned, \"Hope you enjoy your breathless experience.\"\n\nShe nodded her head about an inch, the most she could manage with the strap strangling her. She tried to pull her wrists and ankles free of the straps, but they were made of seat belt webbing. She felt herself approaching the brink of orgasm as she started to convulse with her need for air. The doctor kept pounding into her little star while holding the strap tight around her neck. \"Oh, your ass is one real good fuck. I'm going to remember this for a long time.\"\n\nThe fucking and lack of air pushed the doe over the edge. She came, her sphincter spasming tight around him, her juices running down her legs. Her vision started to blur and darken as he came inside her, pouring his hot seed into her bowels. Her body continued to convulse as she tried to free herself and get a breath. But the doctor kept a tight hold on the strap. There would be no air for Arleen, no breath, never again. Her vision went completely dark and she stopped struggling against the straps. Her body fell limp on the pad. Her only movements were a few random jerks as her muscles spasmed.\n\nThe doctor held the strap tight for another 5 minutes. Then he let go for a moment and listened to Arleen's chest with his stethoscope. He heard no heartbeat, no breathing sounds. Nothing but the quiet sound of the ventilation system and his own breathing. He pulled out a death certificate from the drawer and entered the time of death. Then he pushed a button on the intercom.\n\n\"Yes, Doctor Daniels?\"\n\n\"Would you have Lynsay and Sukie come to Termination to assist me? And make out the termination paperwork for Ms. Hampton, please. Body to be donated to Medical Science.\"\n\n\"Of course, Doctor.\"\n\nHe pulled some paper towels from the dispenser and wiped himself off, then put his clothes back on. He undid the straps, then unlocked the door. His nurse and lab tech came in.\n\n\"Yes, Doctor?\"\n\n\"Would you help me hoist her up, please.\"\n\n\"Of course, Doctor.\"\n\nHe and the assistant wheeled the table directly underneath the noose,. He stepped on a pedal and the table rose to chest height. Then he pushed Arleen's upper body upright. The two femmes held her up while the Doctor fit the noose around her neck. Then they slid the doe's body off the table and let the noose take her weight.\n\nThe assistant wheeled the table back to where it had been and used another pedal to lower it to normal height.\n\nThe secretary's voice came over the intercom. \"I've notified Health Services and I have the paperwork ready for your signature. I called the University's Medical School and they will be happy to accept her body.\"\n\n\"Thank you, Lorraine.\"\n\n Lynsay and Sukie left. Doctor Daniels turned off the red sign over the door and left, closing it behind him. He went into the bathroom, and straightened out his clothes a little more, then walked back to the receptionist's area and took the paperwork. He filled in the diagnosis, then put in the times for induction of asphyxia and cessation of heartbeat. He handed the paperwork back to his technician. \"You can send in my next patient now.\"\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Treatment
A roleplay between A. P. Damien and anonymous

Arleen was nervous about doctors, but a series of mysterious symptoms had driven her to go in for a long-overdue physical examination. She got a phone call from the doctor's office 3 days later.

"Ms. Hampton?"

"Yes."

"Doctor Daniels would like to discuss the results of your physical with you. Can you come in tomorrow?"

"Wait, what? The Doctor has always given me my test results by phone. "

"This time the Doctor needs you to come in so he can discuss the treatment with you. Please be on time."

Arleen was so nervous that she gave herself an extra 15 minutes for the bus ride and got to the office only 5 minutes late. Doctor Daniels's receptionist was on the phone, but waved to her as soon as she came in. Arleen sat down and prepared to wait.

The receptionist pulled her window open less than 2 minutes later. "The doctor will see you now, Ms. Hampton."

The doe got up from the chair.  The nurse led her to an examining room with the usual furnishings; she sat on the exam table and looked around the sterile white room.  The doctor came in less than a minute later and looked at Arleen sadly. "I'm afraid the news from your tests is not good."

She looked up at him and stared, "What do you mean, Doc?"

"You have Whitaker's disease. It is not contagious yet, but it will be within a month at most. You might live as long as 6 months, but I can't guarantee even that much."

Arleen gasped. "Wait. 6 months? But I'm still young. Isn't there a treatment?"

"I'm afraid the only authorized treatment is termination. I can take care of you in the office, or you can report to a termination center. No later than one week from today."

"Please, I'd rather take care of it here. But if I could..."

"Go ahead," he said encouragingly.

"I'd like one last orgasm. Please...?"

"I can lend you a vibrator. Or... I can have sex with you just before..."

"If its all the same to you I'd like sex before I go, its more fun that way."

"Very well. Remove all your clothes, and put them in that bin marked 'Medical Waste'. Then come with me."

Arleen gave the leopard a strange look, but did as he said. She covered herself with her hands.

"Not much point in that, is there? You'll be fully exposed when you hang."

Arleen stuck out her tongue at the leopard, but she gave up on covering her tits, putting both hands over her pussy instead.

The doctor opened the door and led the doe down the hall, about 30 feet. The nurse and secretary studiously ignored Arlene as she went by. A male wolf who was having blood drawn glanced at Arleen as she walked down the hall, then stared. Arleen noticed and made another attempt to cover her tits with one arm.

Arleen looked up when the doctor stopped and saw a heavy-looking door with an unlit sign above it that read "Termination".  The leopard opened the door, and Arleen shivered slightly as she tried to imagine what would happen in that room.

The room was larger than she'd expected. The table was nearly the width of a double bed, and it was covered with a white mattress pad instead of the usual vinyl. The only other furnishings were a short stool underneath a noose and a sink-cabinet combination. The doctor stepped on a pedal and the table lowered to a comfortable bed height.

"Please come in and lie down in whatever position you prefer."

Arleen walked in and looked around a moment before sitting on the edge of the table. She gave the Doctor a slightly worried look.

"It's okay. I'm very good at this. I've never had a complaint from a terminee."

The doe smiled a little. "Well, I mean... I would hope not, if you had we would have a bigger problem than my terminal illness." She chuckled at her terrible joke, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

The doctor looked closely at her. "Does the white coat make you nervous?"

"Yeah it does a little bit."

"Let me close the door, then I'll take off the coat and be just a leopard. Assuming..."

"Yes?"

"... you aren't afraid of large predators."

The doe smiled. "Not at all. I went home from a bar with a lion two months ago."

The doctor closed the door and flipped a red switch with a small transparent panel above it. The panel lit up. Then he removed his white coat, his tie, his jacket, and his shirt.  He untied his shoes and pulled them off, then his socks. He undid his belt, then sat on the table and pulled off his pants, then his boxers. He was already half-erect. Arleen's face flushed as he casually sat on the table, his cock sticking out of its sheath.

He looked at Arleen. "Still nervous about me?

She shook her head and smiled warmly. "No, not really, so how does this all work exactly? Do we fuck and then you hang me?"

"Yes, exactly. Your choice of sex. The good news is, it's not sexually transmissible -- yet -- so we don't need a condom."

Arleen hesitated, blushed, then blurted in one breath "Well, I prefer rough sex, the easy vanilla stuff was never able to get me off." She stopped a moment, then went on.  "May I make another request?"

"Go ahead."

"You said that I'm not contagious yet, Does that mean they can use my body for research? Maybe find a better treatment someday?"

"I'll call the local medical schools. Given how rare Whitaker's disease is, I'm sure somebody will want it."

"Do I need to sign any paperwork?"

"Yes. I have the form here." He opened a drawer, pulled out a two-page form, and handed it to her.

She took the paper from him and quickly signed without reading it. She handed it back to him.

"You said you like it rough. Rough as in no foreplay? As in anal? As in BDSM of some sort?"

"Yes. To all of it."

The leopard put the paper into a file folder, then put it back in the drawer. He turned back to Arleen. "If that's the way you want it." He paused, looking at the doe's attractive body. Then he growled in his lowest register, "You! Face down on the table! Now! Spread-eagle with your hands at the upper corners of the table!"

Arleen did as he instructed. He pulled a strap from under the table and fit the loop at the end over her right wrist, then did the same to her left wrist. She tugged on the straps, then moved her legs a bit to close them.

He pulled her left foot out and attached a strap to it, then connected the last strap to her right foot, leaving her spread-eagled on the bed/table with her ass conveniently available. He opened another drawer and got out a tube. He uncapped it, squeezed some onto his fingers, and spread a little on her asshole. Then he applied the rest to his now-very-erect cock. He paused to look down at Arleen, totally vulnerable on his table. The does looked over her shoulder at him and gave him an encouraging smile.

The doctor positioned his tip at Arleen's tailhole, moved his cock around a bit to get a feel for her hole, then shoved it in with one, long, hard stroke. She cried out as he slammed into her ass and tears dripped down her face. He looked in the mirror at the end of the table and saw that she was smiling through her tears. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved his length into her again. Arleen screamed again and pulled against the straps, trying to escape the rape of her ass. It was in vain and she knew it. She had asked for this and now she was getting it.

"Hmmmm.... " he mused. "One more strap around your neck and I could fuck you while ending you. Protocol calls for hanging, but -- who will know..."

"There's nothing stopping you," she said.

The doctor reached under the table and got a longer strap. He clipped it to the left side of the table, then wrapped it once completely around Arleen's neck. "I'm going to count to five. You can take a last deep breath of good, sweet air if you want." He paused a moment. "One, two..."

Arleen took a deep breath, then a second, then waited for the inevitable.

He pulled the strap, slowly choking off Arleen's air. Then he started fucking her again. "You have a wonderfully tight ass. It's a shame the law says I have to terminate you."

The doe tried to conserve her breath and last as long as possible while
he fucked her.  She moaned and pulled against the straps.
"Please...harder..." she whispered.

The tiger pulled almost all the way out, then slammed into her. Again and again, while he pulled the strap as hard as he could. "Uhhhhhh....." he moaned, "Hope you enjoy your breathless experience."

She nodded her head about an inch, the most she could manage with the strap strangling her. She tried to pull her wrists and ankles free of the straps, but they were made of seat belt webbing. She felt herself approaching the brink of orgasm as she started to convulse with her need for air. The doctor kept pounding into her little star while holding the strap tight around her neck. "Oh, your ass is one real good fuck. I'm going to remember this for a long time."

The fucking and lack of air pushed the doe over the edge. She came, her sphincter spasming tight around him, her juices running down her legs. Her vision started to blur and darken as he came inside her, pouring his hot seed into her bowels.  Her body continued to convulse as she tried to free herself and get a breath. But the doctor kept a tight hold on the strap. There would be no air for Arleen, no breath, never again. Her vision went completely dark and she stopped struggling against the straps. Her body fell limp on the pad.  Her only movements were a few random jerks as her muscles spasmed.

The doctor held the strap tight for another 5 minutes. Then he let go for a moment and listened to Arleen's chest with his stethoscope. He heard no heartbeat, no breathing sounds. Nothing but the quiet sound of the ventilation system and his own breathing. He pulled out a death certificate from the drawer and entered the time of death. Then he pushed a button on the intercom.

"Yes, Doctor Daniels?"

"Would you have Lynsay and Sukie come to Termination to assist me? And make out the termination paperwork for Ms. Hampton, please. Body to be donated to Medical Science."

"Of course, Doctor."

He pulled some paper towels from the dispenser and wiped himself off, then put his clothes back on. He undid the straps, then unlocked the door. His nurse and lab tech came in.

"Yes, Doctor?"

"Would you help me hoist her up, please."

"Of course, Doctor."

He and the assistant wheeled the table directly underneath the noose,. He stepped on a pedal and the table rose to chest height. Then he pushed Arleen's upper body upright. The two femmes held her up while the Doctor fit the noose around her neck. Then they slid the doe's body off the table and let the noose take her weight.

The assistant wheeled the table back to where it had been and used another pedal to lower it to normal height.

The secretary's voice came over the intercom. "I've notified Health Services and I have the paperwork ready for your signature. I called the University's Medical School and they will be happy to accept her body."

"Thank you, Lorraine."

 Lynsay and Sukie left. Doctor Daniels turned off the red sign over the door and left, closing it behind him. He went into the bathroom, and straightened out his clothes a little more, then walked back to the receptionist's area and took the paperwork. He filled in the diagnosis, then put in the times for induction of asphyxia and cessation of heartbeat. He handed the paperwork back to his technician.  "You can send in my next patient now."
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