Hi honey, welcome back! I missed you. What's with the tape recorder? Oh, I'm sorry.
Are we playing professional right now? Are you sure you want to be making
evidence of our little meetings, especially after how the last one ended?
You know, last time when you finally gave in, you pinned me to the floor and fucked
me like an animal. No, that's not the word for it. It wasn't fast and desperate.
It was slow, deliberate. The way you fuck someone you know is going to enjoy it.
The way you fuck someone when you want them to remember it. You left bruises on
my back, you know. How do you think I should explain that to the nurses? Oh,
don't fret, doc. I promise I won't tell anybody about what happened. I would
never hurt you like that. I just hope nobody notices anything unusual during
my medical checkup in a few days. Oh, and there goes the tape recorder. Are you
sure you don't want to keep a record? Maybe for later. I can whisper every
detail of our little therapy session slowly for you to enjoy at your leisure.
Oh, you'll deny anything I say? Sweetheart, that's cute, but we both know the
physical evidence is a little overwhelming. What? You'll say I overpowered
you? Is that diploma in your office fake or something? I'd love to hear you
explain how I got the upper hand while wearing this straight jacket. What will
you tell them? That I crawled on my knees like this till I was kneeling in front of
you. That I nuzzled my cheek against that growing bulge in your pants. Oh, like that.
And then somehow your clothes were off and your dick was being swallowed by the
hundred-pound girl with a cock addiction. Real believable, doc. Oh, I know. Just tell
them I was becoming delirious, insatiable, a danger to myself and others.
I needed a dick. Any dick to hear me of my cock-induced mania. Oh wait, your
little psych books say nymphomania isn't a real disorder. So sad. I don't know, doc.
I think the walls might be closing in here. Plus there's this ever-growing bit
of self-incrimination right here. What the hell? You pushed me. Do you need me
on my back that badly? Maybe you want to look me in the eyes when you fuck me
this time. It's okay. Here, let me spread my legs. What are you waiting for? Do you
want me to beg? I can do that. Please, doctor, I need your dick. I can't think
straight. It feels like I'm burning up inside. I need you to ram that thick cock
of yours into me just one more time. Fuck me until I can't move. Shove every inch
down my throat. Let me swallow your medicine so I can go back to being a
good girl. You're a good little patient. My my, you're looking a little red there, doc.
Do you need to relieve some stress? I think I know a good way to blow off some steam.
Shut up! Or what? You'll go running to the orderlies? Help me! Help me! My patient's
a nympho. She won't stop trying to fuck me. Maybe you should. Then I can tell
them all about my bruises. And then when your dick feels inside me, what it's like
to have your cum dribbling down my chin, I can be quite descriptive. You don't
understand. He was so cool. He wanted to stop no matter how much I thanked him too.
And then he grabbed me by the hair and he said he was going to swallow his semen
where he'd change my medication into something that would make me more compliant.
What's the matter, doc? Got your tongue? Oh, but that look in your eyes says
everything, doesn't it? If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was you on the
verge of a psychotic break. Should I get the nurse? We could get you a room right
next to mine. Maybe I could come over for some after-hours therapy sessions. What
do you say? That's it. Grab my hair, drag me around,
tilt me right where you want me. Please unzip your pants and give me that
fucking cock in my mouth, in my cock. I don't care. Just shove it inside me right
now.
Fuck, did you get thicker since last time? I swear to God, you're gonna stretch my
throat out this way. Notice I thought it's not now. Oh, it's okay, shh. Let me suck your
dick till you work up the nerve to take out all your twisted little fantasies on
me. You forgot I was a fucking slut before you got your hands on me, didn't
you? I'm a goddamn savant when it comes to sucking cock. Mmm. I can lick, suck,
and just melt you right here in my mouth. Uh-uh, not too loud, doc. We wouldn't want
your peers to catch on, would we? Oh, but I know I'm not making it easy on you. My
little tongue is coaxing all those little sweet sounds out of you. Oh no, don't cry
baby, shh. Your career isn't over, not as long as you do what I say. You'll visit me
and we can sit and talk about your day and your desires, your fears, and then
you're gonna pull yourself together and fuck me until I tell you to stop. I'll
pull myself into your head and drag out every filthy desire, every shameful want,
every desperate need, all the things that are eating away at you, and then we can
work through them together. I'm getting bored of this, doc. You need to buck up
and quick, or I'm gonna call an orderly in here to get you some help. We don't
want that, do we? Can't have everyone knowing our little secret. So where is he?
That man, that fucking stud, that fucked me until I couldn't think. Do you need some
help finding him? Maybe we could call up your wife and ask her if she's seen him
recently. Oh, that face. You didn't realize I knew about her. Those male nurses, they
can be so chatty when they think they're assisting a sedated patient. They talk
about how hot she is, about her tight little ass. Should we call her and see if
she can get me some good dick in here? Sounds like she's got plenty coming her
way. There he is, fucking finally. Now what are you gonna do to shut me? Go ahead, baby.
Come wherever you want. On my tits, and my mouth, and my hair, put me in your sick
load. Do it. Holy shit, I don't think there's a single dry spot left on my face.
Oh, we're going to use the bed this time? Oh, that's no fun. Careful talk, it's gonna
be hard to explain why my pants are ripped. Oh, okay, okay, I'll spread my legs. Just
give me that hard. Oh, fuck yes, that's it. Fuck me like you fuck your horrible wife.
Oh, god yes, pull my hair. Slap my face through every dark, sick fantasy that comes to your
mind. Do you want me to beg you to stop? Does that get you hard? The idea of
raping your helpless patient? Please, no more ants. No? Why, I tell you how big your
dick is, but I want you to fuck my filthy mouth every night. I can't come in my
dripping pussy. Me do you what? All you have to do is come to my room, bring me over, and
shiver through all being cocky and to me, just like you are now. Oh, you want to come on my
face again? No, no, no, I'm not letting you get away that easy. I'm gonna wrap my legs
around you, you're gonna come deep inside me. Struggle all you want, you won't get
free. I've been exercising, doing squats, toning my body to drive you wild so you'd
eventually give in. Oh, and it worked. You dropped your card and let me get under your
skin. You fucked me and fell right into my hands. All I had to do was give you the
image of looking into my eyes while you fucked me. Bring your wife up so you'd be
mad enough to stop thinking you were just on enough. First, I kind of trusted you pretty
suggestively, and now you're going to come in my pussy and I'm gonna have your child.
You'll leave your wife, right? You'll fight to get me out of this psych ward or I'll carry your
child here in front of all your co-workers. I don't take to figure out what happened.
What do you imagine your wife will think of you when she knows you fucked a helpless
psychotic? She'll think you're a rapist. She'll never talk to you again. You'll go to
jail. Your whole life will fall apart around you. Or just give in. Build a new life with
me. I'll fuck you every night. You can fulfill every depraved desire you ever had. I'll
be your perfect little fuck toy. Unfortunately, I think your ex-wife is going to need to be
out of the picture. Can't have you pining after an old flame. Maybe I'll poison her
morning coffee. We could have her committed. You could do that, right? Lock her up in a
place like this and throw away the key. Oh, whatever you think is best. I'll have a couple
of months till I start to show. So you can plan it all out. Anyway, back to the subject
of hand. Are you ready to be a father? Again with the tears. Just look at me. Look at your
cum dripping through my hair. I'm your little slut. Your perfect cocksleeve. I'm whatever
you want. I'm a whore. Just come inside me. Come inside me and get me pregnant. Oh, oh,
yes, yes, that's it. Give me your cum. Suck a baby into me. Suck. Oh my fucking God. Did
you feel that? That's the feeling of our new life together. Are you excited? I love the
feeling of your cum inside of me. Do you want to come up with some baby names? I was thinking
if it's a boy, we can name him after you. And if it's a girl, after your ex-wife. Oh,
what are you doing, baby? Hey, get off my chest. Wait. No. Do this. Please. I won't.
That's the only one. Just stop. Please don't. Please. I thought you were really going to
do it. But it looks like I have some fun new bruises to explain. What should I say to the
medical staff? Why don't you come back tomorrow and we can put our heads together some more?