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The Bad Doctor Ch. 01

By: dlsloan



My name is Dr. Frederick Pound and I am a prick. I admit it. I'm arrogant, rich, handsome and yes, I think I'm superior to most people. I am selfish and I get what I want. And what I want more than anything else is pussy. I'm not talking about just any pussy, either. I'm talking about prime, top-of-the-line, world-class pussy. What man doesn't want that, right? So what sets me apart? I get that world-class pussy. I get an endless supply. I fuck world-class pussy an average of 10 times per day and I fuck an average of 15 different women per week. I've got it better than any rock star, movie star or athlete. Hugh Hefner's got nothing on me.

So what's my secret? Well, I'll tell you. Not because you can do it. You can't. You're not smart enough, rich enough or virile enough to do what I do. And you're probably not devious enough, either. No, I'll tell you because, frankly, I like to brag. Told you I was a prick.

Don't believe all this? Well, I have literally thousands of photos and hours of videotape to prove that what I say is true. 

I am 40 years old now and I've been staking my claim to the hottest pussy in sight since I was 18 years old. That's when I nailed the head cheerleader. It didn't matter that she was dating the quarterback of the football team at the time. How did I do it without taking the beating of my life? I got pictures of the stud football player screwing around with one of the other cheerleaders behind the bleachers. I showed him the picture and told him I wanted 30 minutes with his girlfriend or else.

Well, he had that babe wrapped around his finger -- well, probably his cock -- and he told her that he needed her to do whatever I wanted or else it was going to be big trouble for him. He didn't tell her why and the stupid slut didn't ask. Personally, I think it's because she had been looking for a chance to take my 9-inch cock all along.

Anyway, I took this big-titted brunette cheerleader, the hottest girl in school, to my house. My parents were gone. So was my brother. I had the house to myself and 30 minutes to do as I pleased. I made her wear her tight little cheerleading outfit, the one that squeezed those tits and did so little to cover her amazing legs. I made her bend over in front of me while I removed her panties. I finger-fucked her pussy with one hand and tugged her sweater down so that her tits popped out through the neck line with the other. I played with her tits and pussy for about five minutes, then made her get on her knees and suck my cock. After only a minute or two, I gave that hottie a big mouthful of my cum and watched her swallow every drop.

I made her keep sucking me until I got hard again and this time I bent her over and reamed her cunt. Just as I was about to cum, I pulled out, turned her back around and sprayed my second load all over her face, matting down her eyelashes, coating her pretty red lips and even drenching her dark hair. I have the photos to prove it. 

I sent her on her way, still wearing my cum as her boyfriend picked her up. I handed him an envelope with the incriminating photos of him and the other cheerleader, then handed over his girlfriend's panties. 

From that moment on, I knew that no ordinary pussy would do for me. I wanted, deserved and demanded the best. So, I used the same photo (you didn't think I'd give up my only copy, did you?) to blackmail the cheerleader the football player had been screwing around with. This time, I raised the stakes: "Be mine for a month or I show your dad." Again, the slut was looking for an excuse to be a slut and she complied.

I spent that month fucking the shit out of the blonde who had great tits and a perfect ass. I did her mouth, her pussy and yes, her ass. I experimented with all sorts of different things. I tied her up. I used toys on her. I made her dress up for me. And I banged her over and over again. I have the pictures to prove it.

Well, after a month, I realized that there was a lot more pussy out there and that there was no point in limiting myself. In the next two years, I ended up tagging every cheerleader in my high school and three girls from the tennis team.

I developed an addiction to hot babes and, fortunately, I was able to find a way to get a permanent fix. Always a good student, I had no problems getting into med school, and it was here that I discovered the secrets that would allow me to have as much world-class pussy as I wanted for the rest of my life. 

At this point in my life, I had no need for any sort of help with my sexual prowess. However, I recognized that soon, even I would need help to maintain my prolific performances with the frequency that I enjoyed now. I didn't want to ever have to worry about having too much sex, not feeling stimulated or not producing much cum. So, I developed three supplements which have made me a literal superman of sex.

First, I wanted to make sure that I was always in the mood and looking for pussy with the same hunger that I did when I was 18. I have a drug which I take once every three days which keeps me in a constant state of horniness.

Secondly, I love nothing more than the sight of a big load of my white sticky cum drenching some babe, covering her face or tits or filling her mouth. But I had learned long ago that the volume of my precious loads, while still impressive, dwindled with the more sex I had. So, my second invention, which I take once a day, stimulates constant production of the seminal fluids and ensures that every load I shoot will be a massive one -- larger than any you've ever had. I could drown small cats ... or should I say pussies? ... with the stuff I shoot.

Finally, I figured if a nine-inch cock was great, a 10-inch cock would be even better. I took a supplement (which I invented) which made my cock grow in both length and girth in small but consistent increments. It is now a prodigious 12-inch monster with a circumference that stretches every mouth, pussy and asshole to its limits. I told you I was a genius. 

I finally stopped taking it after I realized that some women were having trouble deep-throating me. If it kept growing, it would be a deadly weapon ... especially the way I use it.

I fuck very hard and very fast ... no need to hold back, I'll have another full erection and full load of cum ready in less than five minutes. I'm not into slow, sensual sex. I fuck good and hard. I guess my name suits me, Dr. Pound. What's the good in doing anything -- including fucking -- if you're not going to go all out?

So why haven't I shared all these great inventions? I could make a fortune. Well, I already have a fortune and I don't want anyone else to have what I do -- a fool-proof method to world-class pussy. Like I said, I'll tell you how it's done because I like to brag, but trust me, don't try this at home. You can't handle it. There's only one superman, one man with a cock of steel, if you will, and that's me.

Armed with a medical degree and a nearly permanent erection, I entered the work world ready to conquer. The primary thing I needed to do was to figure out where I could find an endless supply of pussy to accommodate my endless horniness. I wanted some way to have hot pussy coming to me all the time ... a pussy pipeline, if you will. Now, I don't have a lot of friends. Guys get jealous when you fuck their girlfriends. Go figure. But I have a brother and I have a lot of money and power. Who needs friends when you have all that?

Bart, my younger brother by three years, had made a good deal of money on some of the dot-coms and then had the good sense to get out while he was ahead, using his capital to purchase a rundown strip club, which he quickly fixed up. Now it's a high-end strip club with gorgeous girls, very private back rooms and some high-priced clientele. Building on that successful model, he opened three more clubs in town, plus opened two Hooters restaurants. 

Still don't see how this helps my pussy situation? Well, it's really simple, but genius nonetheless. Now, my brother likes his share of pussy, too, but he takes a little different approach than I do. He tends to take one girl and kind of keeps her around for a year or two, but with the understanding that he's going to fool around with the other girls working for him from time to time. It works well for him because he doesn't have to pressure any of the girls into anything. If they are willing to sleep with the boss in exchange for a raise or a better shift, so be it, but he doesn't fire or demote any girls for not putting out. It must be rough having morals. 

Anyway, we've always gotten along all right and I helped him out with some of my medicines -- the only person I've ever shared them with. He said he stopped using the enlarger when he got to 10 inches but he still uses the horny pills and the cum producer. I also help him out as a financial investor. He doesn't need my money to make it, I just help him make it bigger and faster. 

In return, he became my first pussy pipeline and, even though I have since set up other pipelines, his is still my top, most consistent source of world-class pussy. Here's how it works: he requires every girl who comes to work for him to have a complete physical before she can be officially hired. That physical has to come from me, Dr. Pound. They come to my office, which I run out of my home.

Bart only hires the hottest women in south Florida, and that's what he sends me. Gorgeous babes with great tans, hard bodies, long legs and big, firm tits. It doesn't matter what nationality they are or what their hair color is. I don't discriminate against world-class pussy. They're all pink where it counts to me.

Now, how I usually do it is I make up some excuse as to why they have to put on a sexy outfit for me, then I make them run on a treadmill or do jumping jacks or whatever. They buy into this because it is a physical after all. Of course, I just want to ogle their bodies and watch their skin start to glisten with sweat. Beautiful. 

Then, I begin my examination, which is, of course, very thorough and lets me get my hands on the little sluts. When I'm ready for the main course, some of them already know what's going on and, being horny little devils, are more than willing. Some of them want to pretend to be good girls and I have to threaten them that they won't pass their physical unless they submit. This usually works because it gives them the excuse to be a slut that they are looking for and they really do want the job. Sure, there are a couple other strip clubs in town, but Bart's are really the best. The girls there make far more money than at any other clubs, and they know it. 

Now, some girls I just do and let them go. But many times I make them stay for all-night sessions. In all cases, it is made clear to the girl that she is required to come in for a "check-up" once a month. 

And there you have it, a steady source of pussy. And with girls leaving and joining the clubs all the time, there is plenty of variety and new pussy for the sampling.

To give you a better idea of how one of these physicals goes, let me give you an example of a girl who came by just last week for her first physical. Her name was Amelia, but she had adopted the stripper name of "Bunny", which is what I called her.

Most bunnies have big ears, but this one had big breasts. They were very apparent when she came into my office that Friday night, wearing a plain pink t-shirt, blue jeans and white tennis shoes. Like all the girls, I had her sit next to my desk while I asked questions, filling out her paperwork. Most of it was the usual stuff -- name, address, ID number, phone, age. 

She was 22 with straight, jet black hair that was tied in a ponytail. That was going to make a good handle. She had a flawless dark complexion that hinted at a mixed background, likely some Latin, some African-American and some white. Whatever the mixture, it was a great combination. She had bright blue eyes and pouty lips that would only look natural wrapped around a big cock. She was tall with long legs, a nice round ass, a very narrow waist and the aforementioned giant knockers. I confirmed her measurements later, but that will come.

First, I asked about her medical history, including her sexual background, under the pretense of needing to know if she might have any STDs. She revealed that she had slept with two boyfriends in high school and had one partner briefly after graduating. Even though she was built for sex, it was clear that she hadn't really tapped into her true sexual nature just yet, though working at a strip club was certainly a good first step. 

I explained to her that she would be required to complete a strenuous fitness test and that I would conduct a thorough physical that would ensure that she was prepared for the daily strain of pole, table and couch dancing. I asked her to remove her shoes, shirt and jeans so that I could get an accurate weight. She complied, showing no real signs of unease at my request. She stood before me wearing only a plain pink bra and a pair of white cotton panties.

She weighed 118 pounds (I estimate that approximately 85 pounds of that was tit and ass meat). I grabbed a tape measure and put it around her waist first. 22 inches.

"Why do you need my measurements?" she asked before I moved to her hips. I was saving titty central for last.

"I have to be thorough, Bunny," I said. "This is all a matter of record, I assure you."

I measured her hips -- 34 inches. Then, I moved to titsville. 38 glorious inches! 

"What cup size do you wear?" I asked.

"DD" was the response. To recap, that's 22 years old, 5-9, 118 pounds, 38DD-22-34. Jealous? You should be. Of all the thousands of world-class babes I had nailed in my time, this one took a backseat to no one. How she performed sexually, however, would really make or break her for me.

"All right," I said. "Everyone has questions about this next step, so I'm going to explain it right off the top. Your job is going to be very demanding physically, you know that right?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now, you look like you're in good shape so you'll probably be fine. The fitness test will help us determine that. But where it gets a little odd for some girls is that I require you to do the test in your, shall we say, work uniform."

"I don't wear a uniform." 

This girl wasn't very bright. Perfect. "I know, Bunny," I said. "I mean your stripper attire. I need to see how you handle the test in the clothes you will be wearing on the job. I know you didn't bring any, but I have a closet full. What sizes do you normally wear?"

She told me and I went into my closet and came back with a pair of white hot pants that would look amazing next to her dark skin, a pale yellow tube top and a pair of white stiletto heels that strapped around the ankles. 

"You can go into that bathroom and remove your bra and panties," I said, "then put these on and come back out."

She went into the bathroom and a few seconds later she stuck her head out, "Um, Doctor, I think you got the wrong size. These are too small."

"See, that's exactly what I'm talking about," I lied. I always made the girls wear two sizes too small. "You're already complaining about your outfit not being the right size. Imagine how it will be when you're on stage, twirling around that pole. You're going to be in heels and tight outfits just like this one. That's why I need to perform the physical in as realistic a setting for you as possible."

Apparently, she believed me because a few moments later, she emerged and looked absolutely amazing. Her outfit was ridiculously small and tight on her curvaceous body. Perfect!

"What do you mean too tight?" I asked. "That looks perfect on you."

"Really?" she asked. "It sure feels tight. But if you say so."

I was anxious to see what else was going to feel tight, but first I wanted to get a good look. You see, as I said, when I start fucking, it's usually fast and hard. But I do like to take my time leading up to it sometimes. Especially the first time with a new babe. I like to study her, tease her, put her through the paces and get a feel for what she will be like. 

"OK, first, you're going to get on the treadmill and walk at routine pace for one minute. We'll give you a chance to get warmed up a bit and get used to walking in those heels on the treadmill."

"Isn't working out in heels dangerous?" she asked. 

"Yes," I said, "but no more dangerous than twirling around that pole, dancing on a table or straddling some guy on a couch. This is a good test to see if you're fit, flexible and coordinated enough to do all the things your job would require."

She stood on the treadmill, her legs spread so she was standing on the sides as I started the treadmill. She stepped onto the moving belt and began walking casually, adjusting quickly to her heels. Even walking slowly, she was quite a sight. From the front, her tits bobbled and jiggled inside their tight, yellow, barely-big-enough-to-cover-her-nipples tube top. Her dark nipples were barely visible through the thin, stretchy material.

From behind, her tight, round ass swiveled back and forth without the slightest hint of jiggle or flab. The tiny white hot pants left the bottom third of her ass cheeks exposed and hugged her cunt tight enough to display her puffy camel toe. 

Long ago I had positioned hidden cameras around my basement office and I knew that one was right now aimed at her ass and another at her tits. Threatening to post the videos to a web site was always a good way to put a halt to any sort of complaints. Otherwise, I never even told them they were on camera. They were part of my private collection. Some day, I might share it with the world, but for now, every video, every photo is sort of like my trophy case of pussy. 

In my den (which I keep locked and don't let anyone see -- unless it's someone I want to show off to), instead of heads of animals or whatever, I have hundreds of pictures of the babes I've fucked. Some are close-ups of body parts, some are full body, some are partially clothed, some are nude, some have my cock inside them somewhere, some are wearing my cum and some are just posing or working out for me. It's a great collection, as is my video collection, which fills three bookshelves. They're all classics and I give them all one very big cock up! Like most collectors, I spend considerably more time adding to my collection than I do enjoying what I already have. I never beat off to my pictures or videos. Why do that when I can be fucking some real babe in real life? Speaking of which, Bunny was soon to be added to my collection.

After the first minute was up, I reached in front of her (letting the back of my hand brush against her tits as I did) and increased the speed. She started jogging, then running, working hard to keep up with the machine. Oh, what a delicious sight! Her tits were really bouncing now, coming close to flopping right out of her top. Her ass was shaking and rolling and her hot pants were riding up a little more with each stop. Surprisingly, she was having little trouble keeping up even in her heels. She was obviously used to wearing them and was in great shape.

She was sweating a little now, beads running down from her forehead, across her face and neck, down into that sweet valley between her bouncing boobs. Her skin glistened and I looked between her legs to see if the sweat had reached that area yet. There was just a hint of moisture around her pussy lips and ass crack, but I knew from experience that it wouldn't be long before these thin white hot pants became virtually transparent. All I had to do was make her keep sweating. 

Her tight round ass was driving me crazy, so I reached out and tugged those little shorts into the crack of her ass, effectively turning them into a thong and showing me both cheeks. She never broke stride, though she did ask what I was doing.


The Bad Doctor Ch. 01



"I didn't want to take the time for a wardrobe change, so I just gave you a make-shift thong. I'm sure you'll be wearing those a lot on stage, too," I said. She just nodded, as if this made perfect sense.

I kept her running like that for another five minutes. By the time I turned the machine off and let her step down, her tube top and shorts were soaked with sweat. The thin material had become semi-transparent as I knew it would, and I was getting a nice preview of her dark nipples and puffy pussy lips. Most men would have taken her right then and there, but I am a superman, remember? When you've had as much pussy as I have, you learn to wait, whet your appetite and not rush it. 

I handed her a bottle of water and watched her swallow it down, picturing my own cum making that same journey soon. I watched her breasts heave as she caught her breath, her dark nipples hardening against her tube top.

"Great job, Bunny," I praised her. "I just have to check your heart rate now and see how you're doing." I reached under her tube top, placing the end of the stethoscope between her giant breasts, feeling both squeeze against my hand. I made a show of listening to her heart, but really I was just staring at those knockers, telling myself not to grab them yet.

"Good," I said, finally stepping back. "Now we just need to check your flexibility, balance and coordination. Please step over to the mat."

I began by having her stand straight, bend over and touch her toes, making her hold it for 10 seconds -- to check her balance and flexibility, I told her -- while I checked out the rear view. It was just too good. I had to start feeling her up.

"Good," I said, letting her stand up. "Now, do it again. This time, I'm going to be feeling your legs. I'm just feeling for muscle tone and any signs of muscle, joint or ligament damage. Try to hold still and keep your knees locked. Grab hold of your ankles if you need to in order to keep your balance." 

She was so top heavy with those big jugs, she might really have trouble not falling over. If it wasn't for her fantastically round, firm ass counter-balancing her, she would never have been able to stand upright.

With her bending over, I knelt behind her and began rubbing and squeezing her slender ankles, nicely toned calves and perfect thighs. Her tan legs glistened with sweat, as if she was coated in baby oil. They were warm and her skin was soft and flawless. 

As I worked my way up, I was now eye-level with the double feature that was her ass and pussy. Oh yes, what a show! Her puffy pussy was barely covered by the hot-pants-turned-thong and her ass cheeks were right there for the taking. I grabbed them both in my hands and squeezed, feeling their firmness and appreciating their perfection. She let out a little grunt, but I couldn't tell if it was from surprise, the strain on her legs, a little too much squeezing on my part, or the first feelings of pleasure on hers. 

I wanted to rip her shorts off and jam my cock in her cunt, but I resisted the temptation, reminding myself that there was plenty of time. Instead, I asked her to do the splits for me, which she did, stretching those long legs out wide while her shorts fought to hold back her bulging pussy lips. I could see the narrow strip of dark hair that was her patch and realized she must have it shaved in a nice little landing strip, pointing toward her pussy. She held that pose until I asked her to lay on her back and put her legs behind her head. This is one my favorite positions to fuck a girl in. I call it the trifecta because it allows me unlimited access to all three holes. I like to just go back and forth, dipping my cock in a girl's mouth, pussy and ass in random order, occasionally titty fucking her or filling another hole with a dildo. While I was intent on getting Bunny back into this position soon -- it was especially great with big-titted, flexible girls like Bunny -- I now pretended to be testing her flexibility, carefully making notes on my clipboard.

"You're flexibility and agility are excellent," I said, allowing her to stand up again. "Now, to test your balance, can you please stand on your right foot and put your left foot straight up in the air above your head? You may hold it with your hand if it helps. Yes, that's it. Just like you see cheerleaders and gymnasts do. Perfect. Now switch legs please." In this position, I was again treated to an amazing view of her pussy and ass as her shorts continued to creep deeper into her crevices. They had now slipped inside one side of her pussy lips and were on the verge of creating a thong-like effect for her twat. I figured we were just a couple more stretches from making that happen, so I had her do both leg lifts again, then bend over and grab her ankles again. Sure enough, her second moist pussy lip popped into view as her shorts went where we every man wants to go -- deep inside her. She reached back to pull it out, but stopped when I said, "Please, do not touch your clothing. I need to see how your body reacts to the changing status of your movements and the shifting of your clothes." I had used this bullshit so many times, it actually sounded reasonable coming out of my mouth. 

I noticed that her nipples were now achingly hard and I decided to see if I could get a better view without having to do the work myself. "All right, now I just need you to jump up and down, 10 times, first on both feet, then we'll alternate right and left, 10 times each. Be careful when you land not to sprain your ankle. Try to jump as high as you can, but more importantly, jump quickly, like a spring up and down."

Bunny started hopping, her long, athletic legs propelling her into the air gracefully as her pony tail and tips flopped up and down. By the time she had reached the midway point of her two-legged jumps, her tits were about to flop out and she reached for her failing top. "No, let it go," I instructed. She did and on number 9 her right tit popped free, followed quickly by her left.

"Now right foot only," I instructed as she started jumping up and down on one leg, both tits bouncing free now. 

I enjoyed this amazing show for a few more minutes, then told her to stop. She stood before me now, her fantastic tits sticking out loud and proud over her tube top, her tiny shorts wet and riding up inside her pussy and ass crack like a turtle trying to creep inside its shell. Gorgeous.

"OK, you're doing great," I said. "You did a great job on all the endurance and flexibility tests. Now I just have to draw some fluid to run a few tests on you."

"Oh, do you have to?" she whined. "I hate needles."

"Don't worry," I said. "I can get the fluid I need without a needle."

"Really?" she asked in her delightful, ding-dong way, cocking her pretty head to one side. "How do you do it then?"

"Let me show you," I said. "Just lay down on the exam table for me, on your stomach, please. Good, now just get up on your knees but keep your head down on the pillow there. That's it. Now, spread your knees just a bit. Perfect."

She was in a classic doggie position for me now, her ass high in the air, her heavy tits hanging down, brushing against the table. If she felt any qualms about being on display like this, she wasn't showing it. That was usually the case with girls on their way to working at a strip club. They were comfortable with their bodies, used to guys staring at them and used to showing off. 

I stood next to her now, admiring the view, preparing for my next move, one that I had used hundreds of times. "There's this new procedure, you might have heard about it on the news or 60 Minutes," I said, lying my ass off, "in which we don't have to draw blood anymore. We found that we can find out much more about you by taking a sample of your vaginal fluid. It's a pain-free test and much more accurate than any blood test. The only difficulty is that we require a fairly large sample and sometimes it takes a while to generate enough fluid. 

"There is nothing that you must do now except try to relax and let your body react naturally. If I ask you to move in a certain way, please do so without hesitation. Believe it or not, I've had some women tell me this procedure is actually pleasant. But even if it's not for you, I assure you we will use no needles. Understood?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Good. Now you're going to feel me touching you as I attempt to draw the fluid. Just relax." I grabbed the thin material of her shorts and slowly pulled it out from the crack of her ass, watching intently as her firm ass cheeks held it tightly in their warm grip. I continued pulling as it reluctantly worked its way out of her twat. I then pushed the material to the side, baring her pussy for me. "Steady now," I said, putting my hands on her pussy lips and pulling them apart. Holding them open with my thumb and forefinger of my left hand, I carefully dipped my right index finger into her warm snatch. She moaned, but held still otherwise. 

It was warm, wet and velvety and I wasted little time in adding fingers two, three and four to the party. 

"Oh, gosh," she said. "That feels so ... weird."

"I know," I said. "Just try to relax. I have to massage your glands (my technical jargon for finger-banging her) a little bit. This will stimulate your fluids and we can extract the sample." I had this medical bullshit down pat. Saying it like that, she believed -- or chose to believe -- what I was telling her and continued to go along.

Slowly at first, I started moving my fingers in and out, letting my fingertips slide along her inner walls, feeling their amazing heat and smoothness. My right thumb began massaging her clit and I moved my left hand to her ass, squeezing her cheeks. She was definitely responding, her pussy getting wet, her breathing becoming shallower, her nipples rock hard. 

"That's it," I said in a virtual whisper. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yeah," she whimpered. I moved my hand from her ass to her hanging tits and began squeezing and rubbing them, tugging on her hard nipples. "Oh yes," she said. "Oh doctor, how is my fluid?"

"Getting there," I said. "Keep it up. Try pushing up on your hands and arching your back."

As she did, her tits filled my hand and she began thrusting her hips back and forth, fucking herself with my hand. Her wet snatch was dripping now and she her breath was coming in short gasps. "Oh, oooohh!" she moaned, her body trembling through a furious orgasm. I pulled my hand out triumphantly as she fell limply to the table. I showed her my dripping fingers and said, "Now that's a good sample. Very good, Bunny."

I made a show of collecting the pussy juice from my fingers and her dripping snatch in a vile and told her to relax while I ran the tests. 

I went into my den and licked my fingers, enjoying the pungent flavor, all the while watching the little vixen on the video monitors. She was sitting up now, pulling her shorts and tube top back into place -- what a waste of time that would prove to be. I took a few minutes to enjoy a drink of water, then returned to the room to give her the results.

"OK, Bunny," I said, "I have the test results."

"That was fast," she said. "I guess that is much better than a blood test."

"Definitely. And what it showed me is that you have a deficiency which will need to be treated. Don't worry, it's nothing serious, we caught it in plenty of time."

"What is it?" she asked, concern all over her face.

"You are extremely low in vital bodily fluids called cumsilium and hydrosperm. It is very important that you start receiving doses of these fluids immediately."

"OK, do I need a prescription?"

"Nope, I can give them to you here."

"That's great!" she beamed. "Is it a shot?"

"Well, not really," I said. "There are no needles, but I will have to insert an instrument into your body. But you won't feel a little prick, like they always say. You'll feel a great big prick!" I whipped open my doctor's robe and, having removed my pants earlier, revealed my foot long cock.

"What? You can't put that thing in me!" she said.

"Sure I can," I said. "And I will."

"But what's that got to do with my ... uh, fluid deficients or whatever? Are you just making this all up to have sex with me? You're just like all the guys."

"Calm down, Bunny," I said. "Do you really think I would make up this whole charade just to have sex with you? All this equipment? The tests? Think about it. This is a medical procedure, one which you desperately need. I have developed a secret formula which allows me to produce the fluids you need within my own body and then inject them into you. The great thing is that you can take it any way you want -- orally, through your vagina, through your rectum or even absorb it through your skin. Really, I'm giving you a very valuable gift."

"I know, I'm sorry doctor," she said. "It's just, well. I've never seen one that big."

"Well, that's a side benefit for you, I guess. I'm sure you've always wanted a really big cock and now you've got your chance. You're free to enjoy it all you want, but I must remind you that this is a delicate medical procedure, so you must do as I request and respect the fact that I'm only here to help you."

"Yes, doctor."

"Good. Now, since you're so low on fluids, what I must do is give you a series of doses today and tonight. You will be here all night so that I may give you at least eight doses. These will get your body closer to where it needs to be. After tonight, you will only have to come back every few weeks for booster doses. Understood?"

"Yes."

"All right. Well, as I said, the doses can be received by you in any number of ways. However, I think the most effective is orally. What I will need you to do is to put your lips on my cock and suck and lick it. This will allow me to produce the fluids for you so I can inject them into your body. When I do, you should concentrate on swallowing as much of it as you can."

"Yes sir."

"Good. Get on your knees, then, and start sucking. I must warn you that I might call you a few names or talk dirty a little bit. While this might seem unprofessional, I'm afraid it is an important aspect of me generating the necessary fluids and drawing them from my body into yours."

"OK." She kneeled down and immediately put my cock in her mouth, licking at it hesitantly, as if expecting some foul medicine to spew out any minute. 

My cock was three-quarters erect when she started and fully erect about 5 seconds later. "Have you given a blowjob before?" I asked. "Mmm-hmm," was her muffled response. "Good, then try to forget that this is a medical procedure and suck my cock like you would give your boyfriend a blowjob. That's it, lots of tongue and sucking, back and forth, nice. I knew you were a hot little cocksucker. Show me what a little slut you are."

She was putting forth an excellent effort now, giving a first-class blowjob, though she had yet to try to deep throat me. "Deep throat me, bitch," I said, watching her eyes grow big at the thought. 

"I can't!" she gasped, pulling away from my cock. I grabbed her by the back of the head and slapped her across the cheek with my billy-club sized throbber.

"Two things," I said sternly. "One, never stop sucking unless I tell you to and two, never question me."

"OK," she said meekly and I jammed my cock back into her mouth. "Now, how do you know you can't deep throat me if you don't try? I happen to be a doctor and I know you can do it. I will help you."

I grabbed her head in both hands and forced my cock into the back of her throat, then felt it slide down her throat as my balls came to a stop against her chin. She instantly started gagging and I pulled my cock back out and held it in front of her face as she gasped for air. 

"See, it can go all the way," I said. "You just have to relax and let your natural cock-sucking abilities take over. You were born to be a cock-sucking slut and all I'm doing is helping you reach your full potential. Your customers and future boyfriends will greatly appreciate this, so I am once again doing you a favor."

I started rubbing my cock all over her face, holding her steady with one hand while I poked her cheeks, eyes and nose with my rigid staff. 

"Now, it's just a mental thing," I continued. "You think you can't breath, that it's too big, so you start to choke. Don't think about it. Think about how good it tastes, about how much better you're going to feel after you're cumsilium and hydrosperm levels are back to normal. Think about how much you enjoyed having my hand up your cunt and how much you can't wait for my cock to be inside your pussy. You were made for this. Ready?"

I didn't wait for an answer. I tugged back on her hair and forced her mouth open wide as I again jammed my cock into her mouth. She didn't resist as the first 8 inches filled her mouth, but then her lips sealed around my cock like a vacuum. It felt great, so I let her suck for a while, but I knew she was hoping I would just cum and she wouldn't have to deep throat any more. 

"Come on, open up," I said, pushing on the back of her head. "You've got a good 4 inches to go. Eat up." She gobbled up another inch, then another and finally kept going until it was all in. She had her mouth and throat opened to full capacity, straining to draw in air around my cock. Man, did that feel good! 

Now I was face-fucking her, ramming my cock down her throat, not letting up for even a second. "That's it!" I said. "I told you that you could do it. See how easy it is? You're a natural. Eat it up! Swallow every inch and beg for more!"

She wasn't exactly begging. There was some slight gagging, some whimpering, some muffled words that were unintelligible. Mostly, there was a lot of fucking and sucking for the next 10 minutes until I finally gave her a mouth, face and belly full of cum. 

When I knew I was ready to cum, I pulled back so that only the head of my cock was in her mouth. I instructed her to open wide so I could watch. Most guys have two or three large blasts, a few dribbles and that's it. I have a dozen large blasts -- one for every inch, I like to say -- that are full of thick, creamy cum. I shot the first three blasts directly onto her tongue and watched as her mouth filled with the white fluid.

"Swallow," I said. "There's a lot more coming." She quickly began swallowing, but she was too far behind to keep pace with my massive load. Partly to help her but mostly because I like to see my cum on a girl's face, I pulled back and shot the next three bolts at her face. The first landed across her left eye and in her hair, dripping down to her ear. The next followed the same path, only on the right side. The third landed was a perfect shot down the middle of her face, large pools of cum filling her nostrils, landing in her hair and covering her forehead. She jerked back instinctively as the jets of cum landed on her, but I held her head steady and kept firing away.

She was catching up on the swallowing now, so I put my cock back in her mouth and forced it to the back of her throat. The next three jets went straight down her throat until she gagged. I pulled back again. "You better swallow that," I warned. "Don't spit it up." She regained her composure and swallowed, looking back up at me as shot No. 10 splattered across her left cheek. Shots 11 and 12 were again directed back to her eyes, which I coated shut.

I was finally almost done, so I put my cock back in her mouth and instructed her to suck the rest out. 

"Good stuff, huh?" I said, pulling my three-quarters erect cock from her mouth. She was kneeling on the floor, gasping, still swallowing and trying to see through about an inch of cum. "Now, because you didn't swallow fast enough like I told you to, I had to give you some of the dose on your skin. It can soak in, but the best thing to do to make sure you don't accidentally wash it off is to go ahead and lick it off. Since your hands are tied, I'll help you."




The Bad Doctor Ch. 01



I grabbed a spoon and began scooping spoonfuls of cum off her face. I purposely avoided her eyes, concentrating first on the areas that were probably least irritating to her -- her cheeks and forehead. This filled two spoonfuls. For each one, I instructed her to stick out her tongue and I poured the cum onto her tongue, letting her taste it before she swallowed it. I love watching women swallow my cum!

Next, I scooped the cum from her nostrils and ears, following the same tongue-out, cum-on procedure. Finally, I cleaned her eyes, which were covered by one spoonful's worth each. 

When she had swallowed the last of that, I helped her stand up and removed the tape from her wrists. "Now, there is still some left on your face and in your hair," I said. "Don't wash it off. Take your shorts and rub your face and hair with them. This will do two things. One, it will rub a lot of it in and you can absorb it through your skin and scalp. Two, the rest will be absorbed by your shorts. Put them back on when you're done and your pussy and asshole will slurp up the rest."

I handed her the already damp shorts and she used them to wipe her face, dabbing at her lips and eyes and even trying to squeeze some sticky cum from her hair. When she was done, she stepped back into her shorts and pulled them up. Not to my satisfaction, however.

"Now, how do you expect the cum to get there if you wear them like that?" I scolded. I reached between her legs and yanked the tiny shorts up and together in thong-like fashion until they were a narrow band, splitting her cunt lips. I then did the same with her ass cheeks, so that her shorts were deeply embedded in her ass and pussy. "That's how you make sure you soak it all up."

She didn't protest, just looked at me and nodded. I told her to sit down and I went to get her a drink. I came back with two glasses of wine and two bottles of water. She gulped down a large drink of the water, then sipped carefully at the wine.



The Bad Doctor Ch. 02



"How are you feeling, Bunny?" I asked. "I know it's an exhausting procedure. First the various physical tests, then the fluid test and then the first injection. It's a lot to take."

"Yeah," she nodded. "I'm pretty tired. I'm glad I keep in shape! So, we have seven more injections to go tonight still? I'm not sure I can handle that."

"Oh, of course you can. Remember, I'm a doctor. I know what your body can take. See, Bunny, it's not very popular to say these days, but this is what you were built for. I mean, look at your body. Huge tits, narrow waist, round ass, long legs: you're the prototype for fucking. You were given a body like this to please men, both visually and physically. Unfortunately, your body, despite its appearance, isn't perfect. You have this deficiency that we will correct. Because you're in such fabulous shape and designed specifically for what we're going to do, you will have no trouble taking all eight doses, I promise you."

"OK, if you say so," Bunny said. "Will it be so rough every time?"

"Frankly, it will be however rough I choose it to be," I said. "You must understand that what I'm doing for you borders on superhuman. It's not an easy feat and I expect you to be a little more considerate and appreciative. I would appreciate it if in the next seven sessions you did me the courtesy of not complaining and not questioning me. I will be fucking your ass and your pussy and yes, your mouth again. As you've noted, I'm rather well endowed. I can't guarantee it won't hurt you. But I can tell you that it's going to happen no matter what, so it will be easier on you if you relax and enjoy a cock that many girls would kill to have inside them. This is your lucky day, Bunny, and I think you need to start realizing that."

"I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't think of that way. You're very generous and I appreciate everything you're doing for me. I'll relax and I promise I won't complain."

"Very good," I said. "You're turning out to be a model patient. So, shall we proceed with your second dose?"

"You mean, you're ready to go again already?" she asked. I stood up, showing her my huge erection. 

"I'm always ready," I said. "Tell you what, since you've been so good, I'll give you your choice -- pussy or ass?"

"Um, well, pussy, I guess," she stammered. 

"Pussy it is," I said. "I bet it's still tingling from your orgasm earlier, isn't it? Just imagine how good this foot long schlong is going to fill, pounding away in there. You're going to love this,."

I'll admit that she didn't appear convinced as I pushed her back against the oversized chair she was sitting in. I grabbed her hips and pulled them forward so that she was sitting on the edge of the chair with her back all the way against the back of the chair. I then picked up her feet and, in one quick motion, lifted them above her head. 

"To make sure we get the dose inside far enough, we need maximum penetration," I said. "So, this angle should let me get deep inside you and really direct the dose directly where you need it."

I pushed her legs back until her high heels were touching the wall behind her. "Now, hold them there," I said, reaching for her shorts while she put her arms against the backs of her thighs to hold her legs back. I grabbed the tiny strip of cloth splitting her pussy lips and yanked it to the side. 

"Now, let's just see how wet this pussy still is," I leered. I held her pussy lips open with one hand entered her with two fingers. She was dripping wet, her hot cunt no doubt overstimulated by the finger fuck and blowjob. She actually moaned as I probed her twat and I knew she was ready. 

"You little bitch," I said as I pointed my cock toward paydirt. "You'd crawl 10 miles on hands and knees for a hard cock right now, wouldn't you? I'm going to fuck you harder and better than you've ever had it before."

With that, I buried my cock into the hilt in one powerful, violent thrust that literally lifted her off the chair and knocked the wind out of her briefly. I immediately started hammering away, giving her exactly what I had just promised.

Every pussy feels tight to me because of my massive cock, but I'll have to admit that this one was tighter than most. It felt like velvet against my shaft and for a moment I felt pity for every man who had no doubt ached to fuck this babe and had never had the chance. They were missing out on a world class piece of ass.

I was fucking here with long, hard thrusts, pumping 11 inches out, then all the way back in again as fast as I could. Each thrust stopped only when my balls hit her ass cheeks and each thrust lifted her off the chair, drawing a grunt or moan from her. She had her eyes closed and was holding her legs, but it was obvious from the clutch of her pussy, the hardness of her nipples and the flaring of her nostrils that she was mightily aroused.

Now, as I've made clear, my satisfaction and pleasure come first, second and third in priority, but I'll admit that seeing a slut get off on my cock does add to the enjoyment at times. I wanted to make her cum and cum again, make her beg for my cock. I hammered away, using her hard nipples as handles, pulling and tweaking them as I pounded her cunt. 

I waited until she was ready to cum, then I pulled out, leaving her humping her battered pussy against the chair. She opened her eyes, trying not to show the desperation she obviously felt. "Are you done?" she asked, looking first at me, then my rock-hard cock.

"No," I said. "I just think we need to go deeper. And here's how we do it." Putting my arms around her waist, I picked her up easily -- aside from her hefty tits, she was light as a feather -- and pulled her against me. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms and legs around me as her pussy sought out my throbbing cock. They found each other quickly and I literally dropped her -- completely letting go of her -- onto my cock. She impaled herself on me. I just whispered in her ear, "Now fuck yourself."

Her pussy was in control now and she simply closed her eyes, tightened her grip around my neck and pulled herself up about 6 inches before once again dropping down and taking me balls deep. I kept my hands at my side, not helping her one bit. I wanted to make it clear to her that she was doing this to herself, that she was the one using me.

She kept lifting herself up and dropping down, grinding her hips, trying to get herself off. But she wanted more and she was getting frustrated because I wasn't pumping into her as hard as before. "Put your hands on my shoulders," I whispered again, "and push yourself up as high as you can, then just fall on it." Without a word, she did as I suggested, raising herself nearly all the way off my cock before falling back down on it. She moaned, "Oh, damn, yes!" and then did it again and again. But she needed it faster to get off and she finally looked at me, on the verge of tears, tired and frustrated, "please."

"Please what?" I asked.

"Please fuck me, please!"

I smiled at her. We both knew she had turned the corner. Her mind was no longer in control. Her pussy was, and it was demanding satisfaction. I gave it to her, putting my hands on her ass and lifting her up and down on my cock, slamming into her repeatedly. She moaned, screamed and bit my shoulder as she came and came and came. I joined her a few minutes later, flooding her cunt with another torrent of jism. When she started to overflow, I pulled out, told her to open her mouth and filled her throat and belly with another load. 

"Suck it dry and clean if off," I demanded. There wasn't even a moment's hesitation. Her tongue worked expertly on me. After a few minutes, she pulled back and looked up at me, questioningly, "why is it still hard?" she asked.

"Because it hasn't been in your ass yet," I smiled. 

"You're kidding. My ass. Now?"

"That's right. I'm not tired, are you?"

"Yes, but, well, whatever you say."

"That's right. And I say, bend over, Bunny!"

My cock was slippery wet from her pussy and saliva and my own cum, so it slid easily past her tight opening. From there, it was slow going. She was tight and tense about her first anal experience. Probably not the best way to start out -- with a foot long up your back door. But that's what she was going to get anyway.

I reached around and massaged her clit with one hand and her tits with the other, having found that this stimulation helps to relax most sluts who are in the process of getting ass-fucked. It worked and my cock made slow but steady progress, opening up her anal shoot. Once I was in all the way, I didn't move for a few seconds. You might think I was being nice and letting her get used to it, but the truth is that I've found if you let your cock stay still for a few seconds, it helps stretch her ass out a little bit and gives you some room to really rock her. And that's just what I did. As soon as I sensed her ass could take it, I started slamming into her with the same force and frequency as I had her pussy only minutes earlier. 

This was clearly less enjoyable for her, but I didn't care. It was sure working for me. "That's it," I taunted. "Take that big cock right up your little ass. See, I told you this is what you were made for. Even your little ass can take this big cock. You're just a walking cock and cum receptacle. Take that big cock. Take it!"

I started smacking her ass with my right hand and grabbed a handful of her pretty hair with my left as I literally rode her ass. Man, what a ride!

But once again, I wanted more. I pulled out and told her to lay on the floor and roll back so her legs were behind her head. She did, leaving her asshole, which was still gaping open from my brutal fucking, open and pointed straight up in the air. Standing over her, I pointed my cock straight down and literally drilled down into her ass. Her ass cheeks, red from being spanked, quivered as I bounced up and down on her, driving my cock balls deep into her time and time again. 

Finally, I came, shooting two shots into her ass. Then I pulled out and kneeled over her face and drove my cock straight down her throat, spilling the rest of my seed. She gagged and swallowed and choked until I finished. 

"Lick it clean," I again instructed. She did, occasionally gagging, no doubt thinking about the fact that I had taken my cock straight out of her ass and put it in her mouth. 

When I was finally done, I told her to go clean up. I gave her a new outfit to wear and told her to come upstairs when she was done. It was late in the day now, work hours were over and it was time to bring her home for the night. Besides, she needed a break and I was hungry.

About 15 minutes later, her hair combed, fresh makeup on and all the cum washed from her various body parts, Bunny opened the door from the stairs which led directly from my office to my living room. As instructed, she had put on the outfit I had given her and she looked amazing.

She was wearing a neon green, fishnet top like the strippers wear, only this had nothing underneath, so her nipples were plainly visible. She wore a matching neon green thong which split both her pussy lips and her ass. She also had on a pair of neon green, thigh-high fishnet stockings and a pair of clear stiletto heels. She was sex personified.

"Very nice," I said, admiring the view. "That will make a great stripper outfit and will be very helpful to me tonight. The more stimulation the better, you know. Plus, it's easy access to every place we need to administer the doses. Do you like it?"

"Yes, it's nice," she said, unconvincingly. 

"Good. Are you hungry?"

"Oh yes!" she said. "Starved!"

"OK. Well, I took the liberty of ordering some food. There's a little restaurant not far from here that delivers. I order from them all the time. They should be here soon. I ordered you a grilled chicken salad. I hope that's all right."

"That's perfect," she said. "I like Ranch dressing, if they have it."

"Oh, I've got dressing here," I said. "Come here and sit with me." I pulled her onto my lap and let my hands run all over her body, grabbing tits, ass and pussy whenever I felt like it. She put up no resistance. 

I had music on in the background and we just sat and listened to that as I played with her until the food finally came. When it did, I put the money in her thong, right over her pussy and told her to answer the door.

"Dressed like this?" she asked.

"Of course," I said, sternly enough that she knew I was serious. "You're going to be a stripper, remember. Guys are going to see all this all the time. Get used to it. And don't touch that money!"

She went to the door and opened it. Gus, a chubby man in his 40s, was there, as usual. Gus had learned long ago that there were benefits to delivering to my house and he almost always made sure he got my orders. 

"Order for Dr. Pound," he said, making no effort to hide his gaze as he took in all the girl had to show. 

"Yes, I'll take it," Bunny said.

"That will be $24.72, miss," Gus said, staring straight at her tits. He had already handed her the bags of food, so Bunny took his cue and mine and played along.

"Oh, my hands are full," she said. "The money's right down there. Would you mind?"

"Of course, miss," Gus said. He knew, of course, that I wanted it this way and that he had the liberty to enjoy himself a bit. He reached inside the thong and made it seem like he was fumbling around for the money as he stroked her clit and even dipped a finger into her pussy. Finally, he pulled out a $100 bill and smiled. "Where would you like the change?"

"Keep $10 for yourself and put the rest inside her top," I yelled to him.

"As you wish, sir," Gus smiled at me, winking. He counted out the correct change and slid his hand inside her top, massaging her tits as he carefully placed the bills under right boob and the coins under her left. 

"Have a great evening," he smiled, stepping back slowly and staring at Bunny again.

"Thank you, Gus," I shouted. Bunny smiled too and closed the door. She brought the food over and we sat at the dining room table. I already had two glasses of wine poured and we sat down to eat. Bunny opened her salad and saw that there was no dressing. I had a steak.

"Did you say you had dressing?" she asked.

"Thought you'd never ask," I grinned. I stood up, pulled my cock out of my boxer shorts and pointed it at her face.

"Now?" she asked. "Can we eat first?"

"Not if you want dressing," I said.

Without another word, but still unaware of what I was up to, she opened her mouth and sucked my cock. I made her deep throat for a minute or two, then pulled out and sprayed a gigantic load all over her salad. When I was done, every piece of lettuce, every tomato, every piece of chicken was covered in my own special sauce.

She looked at me for an explanation, but I simply started cutting my steak. So, she picked up her fork and started eating. I guarantee there was a teaspoon of cum with every bite. She was chewing and swallowing and I was getting hard, just thinking about my cum squishing in between her teeth as she ate. Few things make me hornier than watching a girl eat my cum. 

"How's it taste?" I smiled. 

"Great," she said. Then, laughing, she added, "you should bottle this stuff."

I laughed too and told her I was glad she was enjoying this, because we still had several more doses to go. We ate leisurely, talking about where she was from, her family, all those things. She ate every bite and then I instructed her to lick the plate. Man, what a sight!



The Bad Doctor Ch. 03



When we were done with dinner, I was rock hard and in serious need of a blowjob. "Get under the table and blow me," I said. She didn't question me, but simply dropped to her knees, crawled under the table and started sucking. I had both hands on the back of her head when we heard a phone ringing. I knew it wasn't mine and let her up to speak.

"That's my cell phone," she said. "It's my mom. She always calls this time of night."

In an instant, I pushed her back on my cock with one hand and answered the phone with the other. This was going to be fun. 

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, who's this? I'm looking for my daughter, Amelia," came a woman's voice.

"Oh, hello, ma'am," I said in a sickly sweet voice. "It's so nice to talk to you. You must be very proud. You have a very lovely daughter."

"Why thank you," she said. "Nice to talk to you too. Who are you again?"

"Oh, I'm just a friend of your daughter's," I said. 

"I see, well is she there? I'd like to speak with her."

"Yeah, she's here, but her mouth is full of my cock right now. She's quite the little cocksucker, isn't she? But hold on just a minute. I'll switch places and fuck her pussy so you two can talk."

Without waiting for her no doubt angry and bewildered response, I let Bunny up, handed her the phone and told her to stay on her knees and lean on the chair and talk to her mother. Bunny, of course, was horrified at what I'd said, but took the phone nonetheless.

"Hello?"

"Amelia? What's going on? Are you all right? Who's that vile man?"

I knelt behind Bunny and sank my cock into her pussy, instantly picking up a hard, fast rhythm that had her grunting into the phone.

"I'm fine, Mom," she said, trying to control her breathing. "He's just a ... friend."

"Tell her I'm fucking your pussy right now," I said.

"Yes, yes, I was sucking his cock and now he's fucking my pussy," she said in a surprisingly matter-of-fact voice. 

I could hear her mother screaming through the phone, but Bunny was only half listening. The fucking was getting to her. She definitely loved it up her pussy. She started breathing hard, gasping, saying "Oh yes!" as her mother listened. 

"Cum you little slut," I said loud enough that I knew her mother could her. Bunny obeyed, cumming and squealing into the phone, much to her mother's dismay. I took the phone from her and said, "Ma'am, I think your daughter wants me to fuck her some more, so she's going to hang up now. Don't worry, she's having a great time."

I hung up, spun Bunny around and sprayed her face, tits and hair with my cum. As soon as I finished, she jumped up and ran toward the bathroom. "You prick!" she yelled, slamming the door. I knew she was pissed about the whole conversation with her mother. She was probably going to take it out on me by washing off the cum without ingesting it and then trying to leave. 

Sure enough, she came bounding out of the bathroom moments later, tits bouncing inside the fishnet outfit. "Where are my clothes? I want to leave," she demanded. 

"You're wearing your clothes," I said coldly. "And you're not going anywhere."

"Oh yes I am," she said. "You should never had talked to my mom like that. How humiliating! I'm leaving." She started toward the door to the stairs, but I grabbed her by the arm and yanked her back. 

"Oh no you're not," I said. "You are a sick slut in desperate need of injections. And since you chose to waste the last one, you still have at least four more doses to go."

I dragged her into my private gym and pushed her down onto one of the leather-covered workout benches. Before she could get up, I was on her, quickly snapping her wrists into leather cuffs that were attached to the bench. I stepped back, grabbed one pretty, flailing leg and pulled it over her head, and used another leather cuff to attach it a metal bar that was attached to a pulley system on the weight machine. I did the same with the other leg, then set the weight to 400 pounds, ensuring that her legs would stay up there until I let them down. I then snapped a final cuff around her neck, holding her head in place. Just that quickly, she was virtually immobile and completely at my mercy. 

She started yelling about her mother again,, so I shut her up with a bright blue ball gag. 

I spread her asshole and drilled into her balls deep on the first thrust. She squealed through her gag as I pounded down into that tight little ass. My thrusts were so hard, our thighs were making loud slapping sounds and I could see her ass cheeks turning red from the pounding. 

I was nearing my climax so I decided to have some target practice. I squished her big tits together and pulled out my cock, holding it just above her pussy mound. It was a decent distance from here, but I was an expert marksman. The first shot drilled her left nipple, coating it like an ice-capped mountain. The second shot was another bullseye, drenching the right nipple the same way. Shot number three landed in the giant crease of her cleavage, forming a river of cum that flowed between her mammoth breasts onto her flat tummy and into her belly button. Shot numbers four, five, six and seven were all aimed at the face, going from left to right, hitting cheek, nose, chin, and cheek. I pulled her soaking panties from her pussy and shot eight, nine and ten into them. 

I was holding these cum-filled panties, my cock finally done shooting, when Bunny's cell phone rang again. Her mother again? Oh, things just kept getting better. Bunny tried to shake her head and tell me not to answer, but I picked up anyway. 

"Well hello again, ma'am," I said in a cheery voice that accurately reflected my current glee. She lit into me, calling me every name in the book, but I maintained my cheery voice and simply said, "You're daughter is right here. She's unharmed, although I'm sure she'd probably walk a little funny right now. I'll let you speak to her in a minute. Right now, I think she needs a break. She just got done taking a foot-long cock up her ass and you should see the cum all over her body. Did she get her great complexion from you? That dark skin looks amazing with bright, white cum all over it. And her nipples look like they've been glazed in frosting. Delicious!"

Bunny just had her eyes closed, probably praying for this nightmare conversation to end. I thought her mom would hang up, but I guess she was determined to speak to her daughter to make sure she was OK. So, I just kept right on talking.

"You should be very proud of Bunny, er, Allison," I said. "She's very beautiful and she's one of the most talented babes I've ever fucked. She really gets into it -- and she's tight in all the right places."

"Shut up, asshole! Let me speak to my daughter! Now!" These were the words she kept screaming, but I just kept talking. I knew she could hear me -- and so could Bunny.

"I realize most mothers don't realize how hot their daughters are in the sack, so I'm going to give you an idea. Right now, I'm holding her panties -- a nice, tiny little thong that she looked so great in -- and they're soaking wet with my cum and hers. I'm going to take the ball gag out of her mouth and put her panties in it instead. She loves to eat cum, which I'm sure she's told you before. Anyway, I'm going to feed her some now and while she's doing that, you and I can talk and I can fuck her some more." 

"Asshole!"

"Yes, I can see her asshole. You see, right now, she's tied to my workout bench -- kinky slut, isn't she? -- with her legs in the air so that her pussy and ass are both open to me. So, what I'm going to do is fuck both holes, just kind of going back and forth. She'll be done eating my cum soon and then you can talk to her while I'm fucking her. I sure wouldn't want to come between a mother and her daughter."

"Listen, if you hurt my daughter..."

"I told you, I haven't hurt her and I won't. Why would I? She does anything I want her to and she looks great doing it. She's every man's dream -- I'm not going to hurt a prime piece of tail like this."

"Shut up!"

"OK, now, my cock, like I said, is 12 inches long and very thick. I'm putting it into Bunny's pussy right now. You know Bunny is her stripper name, right? Oh, you didn't know she was a stripper? Well, she is. I'm sorry, I though you knew all that. Anyway, my cock is about half way into her cunt right now and I'm not going to stop until it's all the way in. Now, I'm going to put the phone next to her pussy so you can hear how wet it is while I'm fucking it."

I held the phone against Bunny's pussy mound and began pounding away again. Her pussy was dripping wet and gripping my cock like a vise. My fingers were pinching her hard clit, giving her an intense mixture of pleasure and pain. I gave it to her as hard as I could again, making sure that her mom could hear her daughter's cunt squishing around my shaft. After a few minutes, I pulled out of her pussy and picked up the phone.

"Pretty impressive, huh?" I said. "Now, I'm going to let you talk to her while I fuck her ass. But keep it short, I want to finish by cumming in her mouth."

I pulled the panties from Bunny's mouth and handed her the phone while I wasted no time planting all 12 inches back into that perfect ass. 

"Hi Mom," Bunny panted. "Yes, I'm OK. He's not hurting me, Mom. Mom, it's OK. I like this. I want him to do it. And yes, I'm a stripper now. And I'm going to fuck my clients if I want to. Mom, I have this body for a reason. I was meant to be this way, so please, try to understand."

"Tell her what I'm doing to you," I whispered. 

"Mom, you should see this guy. His cock is huge. He's fucking me so good right now. Right up my ass. I never knew I would like it up my ass so much, but, oh yes, I love it! Isn't it great? Oh, Mom, I have to go. He wants to fuck my throat. Here, talk to him while I suck him dry."

I have to hand it to the girl, she was good at playing the game when she wanted to. Just hearing her talk to her mom brought me to the edge and I wanted to make sure that her mom knew what was happening now.

"Hello again! I'm pulling my cock from her tight little ass right now and I'm putting it in her mouth. Here, listen to her suck cock." I put the phone against Bunny's cheek as I filled her mouth and throat with man meat. I started fucking her throat hard, making her gag and choke -- all of which her mother heard. I picked up the phone as I came.

"I'm cumming now -- wouldn't you? I mean, damn, what a cocksucker! Yeah, that's it, swallow it all. Guzzle it down. Drink every drop!"

"You sick bastard," her mom said.

"If fucking hot babes makes me a sick bastard, then that's what I am," I said. I finished cumming and now I wanted to lay it out straight. No more mister nice guy. It was time Bunny's mom knew what kind of man I really was. "Look, ma'am, I've tried to be nice, but you insist on calling me names. All I am is the biggest, best cock you're daughter has ever had. She's a hot slut with a body to die for and I intend to derive every ounce of pleasure from her body that I can. I don't care if you like it or not. I'm going to fuck your daughter all night. She's going to be very sore and very happy tomorrow. If you want to make her feel better, you can come over and rub some lotion on her pussy if you like. Now, I'd appreciate it if you not call back anymore. Your daughter and I have a very long night ahead of us. She'll talk to you tomorrow."

I hung up the phone and looked at Bunny, who was looking back at me in disbelief -- shocked, I assume, by the way I had fucked her and had spoken to her mother.

Even though she looked at me that way, she didn't say a word. I smiled a victor's smile and began undoing her bonds. I studied her body as I did so, sweat, pussy cream and semen mixing everywhere, from head to toe. She looked exhausted. Even though I could have fucked her again right there, I was ready for a rest too.



The Bad Doctor Ch. 04



"How about a dip in the hot tub?" I asked, not really wanting an answer. She didn't give one as I led her out onto my deck. I had a secluded back yard -- sometimes I wished it was wide open so that the neighbors could see my conquests, but it was dark now anyway, and even with the back lights on, they wouldn't have been able to see much.

We got into the tub and just relaxed for a few minutes as I pulled her close to me and let me hands play gently all over her body. She made no effort to deny me access to any part of her. Soon, I had four fingers in her cunt and my thumb in her ass as we sat and talked casually about our lives -- mine as a doctor and hers as a cheerleader-turned-stripper. She squirmed uneasily on my hand, but made no mention of what I was doing, not even when I begin twisting her nipples with my other hand. They were hard, as was her clit and I knew my little slut was warming up for a good cream. Bunny finally started humping up and down on my hand and biting my neck as she came five times.

Now, I know there are probably a few of you out there who think, hey, this guy ain't so special. So he fucks some strippers. Is it really a challenge to make stripper cum or get her to let you fuck her ass? Maybe not, though I remind you that I do different babes every day and the ugliest ones I do are hotter than than the hottest ones you've ever done. And I do them about a dozen times a day with a cock twice as big as yours. But if you're still not impressed, then tell me -- and be honest, now -- how many of you have had a babe lick your ass? I thought so. 

That was next on my agenda with Bunny. Even if she wasn't a slut, any babe that just came five times should crawl through broken glass to lick your ass if you want her to and it was clear Bunny -- who I'm sure had never had her tongue in a man's ass before -- understood that when I stood up on the hot tub's seat, stood over and told her what I wanted. She was seated in the hot tub between my legs as I stood with my ass in front of her face. I spread my ass cheeks and bent forward a little, giving her a direct route. The next thing I felt was her tongue gliding up and down my ass, rimming me out as if she'd done it a hundred times before. "Eat my ass," I instructed. "Lick it up and down, bitch."

Bunny kept licking and gradually I moved so that she was now sucking and licking my heavy balls. Then I took my balls and rubbed them all over her face, making her smell them and hold them against her eyelids. I bent her head all the way back and pointed my rod straight down her throat, like a sword swallower. She took every inch, of course, with my balls clogging her nostrils, making it nearly difficult for her to breath. Now, I didn't want her to pass out on me, so I did the only thing that made sense -- I let her breath through her nose by stuffing my cock AND balls into her mouth. There was no room to actually fuck her throat, so I just stood there, filling her mouth and throat with all of my manhood, thinking about how every man in the world would be jealous of me. 

After a few minutes, I pulled everything out of poor Bunny and sat back down in the hot tub. She looked confused, no doubt wondering why I hadn't filled her with another load of cum. I answered her question by pushing her head under the water and back onto my cock. I pumped her up and down on my shaft -- going balls deep with every stroke -- counting to 12 (one for every inch) before I let her up to take a breath. I pushed her back under the water, 12 more strokes, and back up again. She did 20 sets like this and finally, I was getting too hot from the hot tub and decided it was time to get out. So, I held her under one last time, balls deep as I shot an 8-ounce load directly into her stomach. Now, I won't let a babe off my cock until every last drop is gone, so she had to hold her breath an extra long time. I could feel her throat move as she swallowed as fast as she could, trying to finish the job and go back to breathing air. If only there was a way to make it so women could breathe cum, the world would be a better place. Maybe that will be my next invention.

Anyway, I finally finished feeding her my load and let her up as she gasped for breath. I just chuckled as I got out of the tub and put on my robe, motioning for her to follow me. "Time for bed," I said, and walked toward the house. She stumbled after me, gasping for breath. She was totally exhausted, but at least now she was clean.

Now, I don't require much sleep at all, so the fucking doesn't stop for sleep, as far as I'm concerned. I like my playmates to dress for bed, so I gave Bunny her choice of three appropriate outfits -- all two sizes too small -- and told her I'd be waiting for her in the bedroom. 

Just then, the doorbell rang. While Bunny went to change, I answered the door to find two policemen. Bunny's mom had obviously been busy and found out who I was -- perhaps Bunny told a friend where she was going. No matter, I wasn't the least bit worried. Bunny wouldn't say anything. Plus, I had ample video evidence that she was enjoying herself. But, just to be safe, I also know that there's no better bribe than 38DD-22-34. No man can resist that when it's offered to him. These cops were about to have a very good night.

"Good evening officers," I said brightly. I had thrown on my boxers and robe. "Is there a problem?"

"Sir, do you have a young lady by the name of Allison in the house with you?"

"No, oh wait," I laughed, "yes, I guess that is her real name. But she told me to call her Bunny. She's in the bathroom. I hope everything's all right."

"We do, too, sir. May we come in and speak with her?"

"Of course," I said, stepping aside to let them in. "Come on in. Can I get you guys any water or soda?"

"No thank you, sir," said the older of the two cops. He looked to be in his early 50s. He was graying with weathered skin that told of years on the beat. He was fit for his age, but had a paunch that suggested he'd spent many evenings on the couch watching TV. I guessed him to be about 6 feet tall and 220 pounds. His badge said Wilson.

His partner was much younger -- probably in his mid-20s. He had red hair and was very large with the body of a wrestler or weight lifter. He looked eager and powerful. His badge said Brock. 

"May I ask what this is about?" I asked as I led them into the living room.

"We just need to speak to the young lady," Wilson said. "It shouldn't take long."

Just then, we heard the bathroom door open and Bunny came walking down the hallway into the living room, dressed as instructed in one of the outfits I had selected for her. What an entrance! She had selected the black lace pushup bra, black lace thong panties, black thigh high stockings with little pink bows at the top of them and six-inch black stiletto heels. 

Both officers' jaws dropped as she smiled at them and walked over next to me. "What's going on?" she asked.

"I'm not sure, babe," I responded. "They want to talk to you."

That seemed to snap Wilson out of it enough for him to say, "Good evening, ma'am. Sorry to disturb you so late, but we had a call from your mother who seemed concerned that you were in some sort of trouble."

"Oh gosh," she shook her head. "My mom is so crazy. Do I look like I'm in trouble? She just gets so overprotective. I keep telling her that I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself. She's just pissed at me because I started worked at the strip club."

"I see," said Wilson, glancing over at me. "Well, just the same, if you don't mind, sir, we'd like to speak to Ms. uhh ... Bunny ... in private."

"Of course," I said. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need me."

Just as I was going into the kitchen, I heard Bunny's cell phone ringing again. I knew it was her mom. Oh, this was going to be good. 

"Hello? Well, hi Bunny's mom!" I said.

"You bastard! I know about you. You're a doctor! How could you do this to my girl? The police are going to take care of you!"

"Oh, yes, they're already here, ma'am. Thank you so much for sending them over. They're talking to Bunny right now. I'm sure she's explaining everything to them."

"Have a good night in jail, you prick. Put one of the officers on the phone, now!"

"OK, ma'am. Hold on just a sec. I'm getting a drink of water. Your daughter has sucked all the fluids out of me and I need to replenish before we go to bed. I don't think we'll be getting much sleep."

"Fuck you. You'll be sleeping in a cell. Let me talk to the cops!"

I walked back into the living room and smiled at what I saw. Bunny's bra and panties were on the floor and she was on her hands and knees. Brock was fucking her pussy from behind and Wilson had his cock in her mouth. He spoke up first, "She said you wouldn't mind, sir." 

"Not at all," I replied. "Oh, her mother is on the phone and would like to speak to you."

"Now?" Wilson groaned. "Oh, well, give me the phone."

"Hello, this is officer Wilson," he said, pinning the phone to his ear with his shoulder while his hands guided Bunny's head back and forth on his cock. "Yes, ma'am, you're daughter is fine. Very fine. Quite beautiful, actually.

"No, ma'am, she is not being abused or harmed in any way. Yes, we've conducted a very thorough investigation and have every reason to believe that she is here of her own free will."

"What kind of evidence do you have to suggest that?" I heard her mom yell through the phone.

"Evidence? Well, the fact that your daughter is sucking my cock like she hasn't eaten in weeks and my partner has his cock buried balls deep in her pussy tells me all I need to know. You should be very proud of your daughter. She's about the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and she's by far the best cocksucker I've ever seen. She's one in a million, ma'am. So, go to bed and rest assured that your daughter is safe and having a great time."

Wilson hung up the phone and tossed it aside as buried his cock balls deep in Bunny and flooded her mouth and throat with a load that had probably been pent up for weeks. Moments later, Brock pulled out of her pussy and covered her ass cheeks with his formidable load.

"I think our work is done here," said Wilson. "We'll leave you two alone. Enjoy the rest of your evening."

"Thank you, officers," I said, following them to the door. "Thanks for conducting such an in-depth investigation."

They left and I turned to Bunny, who was putting her clothes back on. "Good job, Bunny. I'm proud of you. Now, let's go to bed."



The Bad Doctor Ch. 05



I followed her up the stairs, enjoying the view of her ass and cunt right in front of my face. When we got to the bedroom, I said, "I wish I could trust you to just stay in bed with me, but I can't. So, I'm going to have to make sure you don't get any crazy ideas in the middle of the night. You're still a patient under my care, and I can't let you leave until 9 a.m. tomorrow." (I had another appointment at 9:30, but Bunny didn't know that).

"Lay down flat on your stomach," I instructed. I took her hands and tied them behind her back with a black scarf. 

"You don't need to do this," Bunny said. "Didn't I prove that I'll be good with the policemen? "

"Come on now, you think with your crazy mother that I can trust either one of you? No, this is the only way."

I bent her legs at the knees and tied her wrists to her ankles in a classic hogtie position. "I hope you can sleep like that," I said. "But if not, don't worry about it. We won't be doing much sleeping anyway." 

I left her laying like that while I retrieved a few items from a nearby dresser. I waved a nine-inch dildo in front of her face and told her to open up. "Get lots of spit on this," I said, "because it's going up your ass next." She slobbered all over every inch of it as I jammed it down her throat, then up her ass -- all nine inches. I then waved another nine-inch dildo in front of her face and she repeated the slobber job before I pushed that one up her pussy. "Ahh, my hogtied little bitch," I chuckled as I surveyed my handiwork. 

I lay down on the bed and spread my legs. I grabbed Bunny by the hair and pulled her across the slick sheets until her head was in my lap. "I love a good blowjob before I go to sleep," I said, tapping my rock hard cock against her cheek. For about the 10th time that day, she took my cock into her mouth and went to work with the skill and precision of a master cocksucker. I let her show her skills this time, just laying back and relaxing while the flavor of the day gave me a world-class blowjob. I could tell she was trying to finish me quickly and normally I like to fuck hard and fast, like I said, but this was my down time. It was time to take it easy. I was in no rush, so I let her work on me for the next 30 minutes. I could tell she was getting more and more frustrated, sucking harder and deeper, gagging herself on my cock, then licking my balls and even my ass again. It all felt great, but I can hold back for a remarkably long time. My cum churned and percolated, getting hotter, thicker and even more abundant with every lick, suck and slurp. Oh, she was going to have quite a midnight snack. Just not yet. 

No doubt she thought I had to be close, but I doused her hopes when I hit the remote and turned on the late show. I could see the frustration and questioning in her eyes, but she never stopped. Finally, an hour into the proceedings, I smiled at her, grabbed the back of her head and proceeded to all but drown her with a torrent of cum spilling down her throat, some of it no doubt going into her lungs as she coughed and sputtered and tried to send it all to her stomach. When I was done, I turned off the TV and the light and lay there in the dark while she cleaned my cock. 

"Good night," I said. "Get some rest."

"Can't I move over to the other side of the bed? Can you untie me so I can lay on my back and have a pillow? I can't sleep like this," she whined.

"If you can't sleep," I said coldly, "then keep sucking my cock. I was going to give you a break, but if you don't want it, make yourself useful." 

"I'm sorry, sir," she sputtered quickly, "I'll go to sleep if it's OK with you."

"Yes, go ahead," I said. "I'll be waking you up soon enough. Just you lay your head in my lap and lick and suck me until you fall asleep."

She took about four inches of my cock -- which was hard again already -- into her mouth and sucked and licked it gently as she tried to go to sleep. I made no effort to thrust or fuck her in any way and soon I was asleep, the last sensation being her tongue dipping into my pee slot, no doubt hoping for another drop of cum.

I awoke about two hours later. It was hard to see in the dark, but I could tell that Bunny was sound asleep. My cock, soft now, rested in between her lips, her tongue still against the head of my cock. Even if I wasn't constantly horny, that would have done the trick. I snapped on the light, waking her up. "Wake up," I said in an annoyingly chirpy voice. "You've been sucking my cock for two hours now, don't you think it's time for a position change?"

Instinctively she closed her mouth around my cock and sucked on the rapidly hardening shaft. Then, just as quick, she pulled back as my words registered in her head. "What time is it?" she asked. 

"Time for another dose," I proclaimed. "2 a.m., if you must know."

I climbed out of the bed, leaving her laying there on her stomach, still hogtied and dressed in her all black outfit of bra, thong, stockings and heels. I quickly untied her wrists from her ankles and let her legs down. Her ankles were still tied together, as were her wrists. I grabbed a pair of scissors from the dresser and hopped on the bed, straddling her ass as I sat on top of her.

"Can't get all these clothes off with you all tied up," I said, "so we'll have to improvise."

I quickly snipped the bra in two, pulled her chest off the bed by grabbing her long, dark hair, and removed the bra and threw it across the room. I dropped her back down as I moved down to the panties, which were already pulled to the side to accommodate the 18 inches of dildos that occupied her most private places. The scissors made short work of the panties as well; I liked the stockings and heels, so I left those alone. I pulled out both dildos and lay them on the bed. 

"One of these is going down your throat," I said. "Since I'm a nice guy, I'm going to give you a 50-50 shot to get the sweet pussy covered one."

I held up a stick of bright red lipstick that I had pulled from her purse. "I'm going to write a word or phrase on your ass. If you can tell me what I wrote, you get your choice. If you're wrong, I get my choice. Got it?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Here goes." I traced over her ass cheeks with both the lipstick and my fingers, spelling out different words, but writing just two: "Cum" on one cheek and "Slut" on the other. When I was done, I told her to guess.

"Bitch on one cheek and slut on the other?" she guessed. 

"Sorry," I said. "Good guess, but wrong." I snapped a shot of her ass with my digital camera and showed it to her as proof. 

She opened up and slid the entire length of the dildo that had just been in her ass into her mouth, then secured it with a ball gag. 

I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her onto my lap, facing away from me, stuffing my cock into her pussy in one quick motion. I put both hands on her hips and lifted her up and down, making her ride me. "That's it," I grunted, "ride that big cock like a cowgirl." I moved both hands to her bouncing tits and used them as the handles to pull her up and down with. Then, I shifted her forward and drilled my cock up her ass. 

"I don't know how your ass tastes," I grunted, reminding her of what she was tasting, "but I can tell you it sure feels good to fuck. Tight and hot. But is it better than your pussy?" I slid my cock back into her pussy. "I just can't decide. Let's compare." For the next 10 minutes, I fucked both holes, poking my cock into each for two or three thrusts, then pulling out and filling the other. All the while, my hands were all over her tits, squeezing them as I forced her up and down on my shaft. With her airway blocked by the dildo, her nostrils flared to take in as much air as possible. That gave me ad idea.

I lifted her off me and laid her gently on the floor, where she immediately rolled onto her back. I quickly straddled her face and aimed my semen shooter at her. The first two shots went exactly where I wanted -- right up her flaring nostrils. I caught her in mid-breath, so she was actually snorting my cum, inhaling it. When I was finally done, she blew out her nose several times, sending cum showering over the ball gag, her neck and tits until she finally had a clear passageway. I quickly undid the ball gag and removed the dildo, letting her breath normally again.

"Great job, Bunny," I praised her, undoing her bonds.. "I'm very proud of the way you're handling all of these treatments. Please, go clean yourself off and put on the bodysuit I gave you."

Fifteen minutes later she returned, cleaned up with a fresh dab of makeup, brushed hair, washed face, brushed teeth and the aforementioned bodysuit.

Even though it was a bodysuit that went from head to toe, it would have been illegal on any public street. It was white mesh that was basically transparent. Her large, dark nipples strained through two openings and the dark hair above her pussy stuck out through the skin-tight outfit. The sleeves ended in loops that wrapped around her middle fingers and the legs completely covered her feet. She also wore white stiletto heels. The white outfit against her dark skin was a gorgeous contrast.

I walked over to her and I put my hands on her tits, rubbing her nipples as I gave her kiss. Then I let my hands feel down her body and squeeze her ass before taking her hand and leading her back to the bed. I had placed two large, body size pillows on top of each other in the middle of the bed. I had her lay on these on her back. Then, I tied spread her legs wide, tying each ankle to the bottom posts with white scarves. I spread her arms over her head the same way, tying them to the top posts. What a sight she was, laying there on her back, her HUGE tits sticking out, her body tied and tight and aching for another fuck. I nearly jumped her again right there, but I decided to get a little more sleep first. 

I climbed on the bed and wedged my body underneath hers, pushing the pillows out from underneath and replacing them with me. Now, she was tied, face up and spread eagle on the bed, her body on top of mine. I positioned myself so that my cock was lined up with her pussy, then stretched on of the holes in the mesh wide enough to push my cock through so that the mesh was actually holding my cock against her pussy lips like a hot dog in a bun. 

"Is this more comfortable for you?" I whispered in her ear as I filled my hands with her tits. "Or do you sleep better with a cock in your mouth?"

"This is very comfortable, sir," she whispered back. "Thank you." 

A few minutes later, she was asleep once again. When I awoke, I looked at the clock, which said 4:10 a.m. We had been asleep for about an hour and a half. My cock throbbed against her pussy lips. Time for another round!

I slid out from underneath her and she slipped onto the bed, waking up with a start. I turned on the lights, and, without a word, jumped on the bed and started ripping at the mesh fabric between her thighs. In seconds, I had ripped a large hole and buried my cock inside her pussy. 

"Ooohh," she grunted, still regaining her senses after coming out of a deep sleep. I tore at the fabric restraining her tits, leaving those giant orbs fully exposed for my pleasure, which included squeezing and sucking. If that's not what 38DD's are for, then what's the point? I fucked her hard for 10 minutes, then filled her pussy with another massive load. When I was done, I jumped off the bed and ripped the rest of her mesh suit off, leaving her heels on.

I left her wrists tied over her head, but used the scarves from her ankles to tie around the base of her knockers. I tied them together, tightening the scarf until her tits popped out from her body. It was a massive pile of tit meat. I filled my hands with them, kneading them like a pile of dough.

"Mmm, soft yet firm," I said approvingly. "Just the way I like my pillows."

I turned off the lights and climbed on the bed, resting my head on her massive tits, which did indeed beat any pillow all to hell. I rolled on my side and filled my mouth with one of her nipples, chewing lightly on it as I drifted back to sleep. 

I woke up again at 6 and woke her up with a lick of her tit. 

"Ever been tit-fucked?" I asked.

"No, sir," she said groggily.

"Well, with knockers like those, you were made for it. I'll show you."

I loosened the bonds on her tits just enough to squeeze my cock between them, then retied them as tight as I could, forming a very warm, tight sleeve for my cock. I slid it back and forth across her smooth, soft skin, bumping her chin with the head of my cock until she took the hint and lowered her mouth to kiss it on each thrust. I played with her erect nipples, teasing them. 

"See," I said. "Your tits are almost as good as your mouth, pussy and ass. Very tight, warm and fun to play with. Plus, the bonus for you is that you still get to eat the rewards at the end. Everyone wins!"

There wasn't much for Bunny to do to enhance my pleasure. She couldn't clench her pussy or buck her hips or even suck harder. She was just laying there, a gorgeous tool for my personal gratification. When I reached my climax, I once again painted her face, covering her eyes, nostrils, cheeks, lips and chin. With her dark complexion and all that white goo, she looked like a mime when I was done. 

"Wow," I said, untying her, "I can't believe our night's almost over. Go clean up but don't put anything on. 

"Yes, sir." She waddled off to the bathroom and came back 10 minutes later with a clean face and wearing only the heels. 

This time, I bent her over the rail at the foot of the bed and spread her legs so that her ankles were tied to the posts. Then, I attached two alligator clips to her nipples and these clips were connected by a chain, which I tied to the headboard, pulling her tits up toward her chin. I tied her wrists together and let her rest her elbows on the bed, holding herself up enough to keep her sore nipples from touching the bed.

"You're going to leave me like this?" she whined as I shut off the light and climbed into bed. 

"Just for a while," I assured her. "You're doing great, Bunny."

I fell fast asleep and woke up at 8, surprised to see that Bunny had actually fallen asleep in that ridiculous position, her head drooping as she dozed. I woke her up very quickly with a gentle tug on her nipple chain. I scrambled to the foot of the bed and knelt in front of her, offering her my cock. She sucked it obediently and I played with those massive tits, removing the clips and gently rubbing her nipples as I fucked her mouth. 

But the sight of her ass as she bent over the rail was intriguing as well, so I hopped off the bed and circled behind her, drilling her pussy one last time for the night. I pounded that pussy fast and hard. I was going to make this last fuck a good one. I was ending with a bang, you might say!

Then, I took final aim at that perfect ass and did to it what every man in the world would like to do -- reamed it out, long and hard, for about half an hour. Finally, I pulled out and jumped back on the bed, once again covering her face and hair and tits with copious amounts of creamy, thick jism. Oh, what a picture!

"All right, Bunny," I said, untying her and holding her steady so she wouldn't fall to the floor. "That was your last dose for now. Go take a shower. I'll get some clothes for you and you can go."

"Oh, thank you!" Bunny said. 

While she showered, I picked out a strapless red mini dress that I knew would be overmatched when it came to containing her tits and would be far too short to cover her ass. I added a pair of white thigh-highs and a pair of red stilettos and had them waiting when she came out of the shower.

"Your other clothes are ruined and unacceptable attire anyway," I said in answer to her question before she asked it. "This is much more suitable for you and is how you should always dress. I've already scheduled your next appointment for a month from now -- don't make any plans that evening and don't even think about missing the appointment if you want to keep your job."

"Yes, sir."

"Now remember, Bunny," I said as she slowly got dressed, clearly exhausted. "Your body is built for pleasure, so you must show it and use it accordingly. Even though the booster shots from me are the only way to make sure you have enough cumsilium and hydrosperm in your body, good old fashioned cum from other guys will help in the meantime. Of course, they can't cum near as much or as often as I can, so you'll want to have multiple partners. A babe like you shouldn't be with one guy anyway. Share the wealth, I say!"

"Yes sir," she smiled.

"I know you're exhausted," I said, "so I called you a cab. You can pick up your car later."

"Oh, thank you!" Bunny said. 

As we waited by the door for the cab, a car pulled up and two young blondes hopped out. They were identical twins with a combined 70-plus inches of tits. 

"Are you the Baxter twins?" I asked.

"Yes sir," one replied.

"Good, I'll be right with you. Have a seat in my office, please."

Bunny watched the two blondes bounce into my office, the jealousy plain on her face. I just laughed, already imagining the fun I was going to have with the twins.

The cab arrived moments later and I opened the front door to talk to the driver. "This is Bunny," I said. "She needs a ride home, but she has no money. However, if you let her ride in front, I'm sure she'd be happy to provide other compensation. And I can vouch that it's well worth it!"

The cabbie took one glance at Bunny and quickly nodded, already unzipping his pants as Bunny got in the car. I closed the door and before they were at the end of the block, Bunny's head had already disappeared. I'm sure she was disappointed at the man's size and the volume of his cum.

I turned and headed back inside where the Baxter twins were waiting.

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