2 comments/ 47335 views/ 14 favorites The Comeuppance of Doctor Lisa By: HollinsRevers The elegant doctor walked past him again without so much of a notice. Louie had been working in the hospital for 6 years, and Dr. Robineau had never spoken, other than to tell him to clean up a mess a few times over the years. He was always fantasizing about what Dr. Robineau looked like without all the conservative clothes. He was always picturing her naked, wondering how firm her breasts were; how pointed her nipples were; what her bush looked like and the pussy hiding behind it. Louie had been an orderly at the hospital the entire time. His duties usually included all the dirty work nobody else wanted. He had to clean up after patients lost control over their bladders, bowels, or stomachs. He did sponge baths, but was only allowed to do men. He wheeled people around, listened to them moan and groan, and generally filled the job of the lowest ranking lackey in the hospital hierarchy. Dr. Robineau was the Chief of Staff at Rose Memorial. She was a very attractive woman in her mid-forties, tall, trim with jet black hair. Her face featured classic lines, reflecting the merger of her French and Irish heritage. She had shapely legs and a bigger than average bust line. She had a regal, though supercilious bearing. She always wore very conservative business suits, bland in color, with skirts just at the knee. Of course, when making her rounds, she wore a white coat over the staid ensemble. Louie was 55 years old, short, overweight, and of Hispanic heritage. He had done custodial work most of his adult life. He was actually quite bright, but just did not have the background to help him secure a higher level job. Considering his educational limitations, he held a good job with one of the area's school districts for 15 years. He was just a janitor, but the school district had a good medical plan, as well as pension after 25years. Unfortunately, Louie was caught hiding between walls, one of which framed the girls' shower room. After one of the students reported him, the investigation led to the Principal finding a hole drilled into the wall where he was discovered. Louie tried to explain that he was just shoring up the drywall as part of his maintenance duties. The Union probably could have prevented his firing if the hole was all they found. However, Louie's cell phone was confiscated with a search warrant, and the authorities found some bleary pictures of girls showering. No charges were filed because the school felt the story would cast even more negative light on the beleaguered school system. Nonetheless, Louie was fired. He got the job at the hospital, because, again, there was a good medical plan in place. He was still being ordered around by snooty people, but at least there was some down time in his schedule, in contrast to the never ending duties at the school. Dr. Lisa Robineau was one of those rare people upon whom God seemed to bestow everything. She had brains, looks, energy, ambition, and plenty of good luck along the way. She was from a well to do family, which sent her to the best prep schools, and then on to a very prestigious college. She was a conscientious student even though her high IQ would have paved the way without her having to expend much effort. With good grades and an excellent entrance exam score, she got into a good medical school. After her years of internship and residency, she specialized in neurology. After a few years of practicing neurology at Rose Memorial, she ascended to the lofty position of Chief of Staff. At 44 years old, she was one of the youngest Chiefs of Staff in the entire area. Lisa did not marry until she was 29. One of the reasons was because of her dedication to her career, and the other reason was that she did not feel she could find anyone good enough for her. Finally, she met and married a soon to be high powered attorney. They had two kids. The daughter was 15 and the son was 13. Their marriage had been reasonably solid, though there had been more than one bump in the road. The hole in the wall was not of Louie's own making. It was just a result of poor workmanship and neglected maintenance. He went into the supply room all the time, and noticed a jagged hole into the adjoining room. The hole was not that noticeable because there was an open shelf around it. The adjoining room contained, among other things, the sizable and well secured cabinet that held the drugs used in the hospital on a daily basis. Of course, the activity in the room held little intrigue or interest for him. He did take a look when he heard a noise, just out of natural curiosity and boredom. Very few people at the hospital had the key to the cabinet because there were some very expensive and controlled medications locked away. Over time, Louie started to notice that Dr. Robineau was visiting the room an unusual number of times. Of course, as the Chief of Staff, she had a key. Louie wondered, though, as to why a doctor who saw patients on a limited basis needed so many drugs. He started paying closer attention. If Louie saw the Chief going in the medicine room, he would rush into the supply room next door. He wasn't always available, but he noticed her enough times to begin charting a predictable routine of her visits. He then made it a point to be around at those times. He decided to take some pictures through the hole of her obtaining the drugs. Nobody seemed to notice the hole in the wall, as it was partially obscured by fading, raised plaster strips. Using his zoom lens, Louie was able to decipher the labels on the drug bottles. Virtually all the drugs Dr. Robineau took out were highly controlled substances which mostly were used for sedation, pain suppressants, and super tranquilizers. Though in its nascent stage, Louie was formulating a plan. Louie had learned the inner workings of the hospital during his years there. He could not have helped but notice many procedures even if he was indifferent to his surroundings. But, Louie was not at all blasé. He was a very observant person, who, had he been afforded more educational opportunities, would have probably become a psychologist. He knew that any doctor could obtain drugs from the secure encasement, but he was getting suspicious about the frequency of Dr. Robineau's visits. He had not heard any talk of drugs missing and unaccounted. The nurses gossiped and talked about everything going on in the workplace. He just assumed that there were auditing procedures in place wherein the drugs taken out were matched with the drugs being consumed by the patients. Louie decided to make frequent checks at all the nurse's stations of the dispensing of drugs. He certainly had plenty of access to all the stations under the guise of discharging his myriad of duties. The nurses did not pay the slightest bit of attention to him unless they wanted him to do something for them. He read the drug dispensing charts. He took pictures of all the charts when the nurse's station was unattended. When he got home, he assiduously tried to find the patient drug match with the drugs Dr. Robineau was taking out. Rarely, were there any drugs used by patients which matched the drugs taken out by Ms. Chief. Louie knew that the nurses kept thorough records of drugs being dispensed. Furthermore, there was seldom any record of Dr. Robineau even treating any of these patients. At first, his plan seemed tenuous. After a few weeks of solid, investigative work, the plan was gaining traction. Still, Louie kept wondering why these drug dispensing discrepancies were not discovered by someone in the hospital administration. "I am a busy woman. What in the world do you want?" Louie finally had gathered enough evidence that he felt comfortable confronting the doctor. He had knocked on the door to her office. "I wanted to talk to you about the drugs in your charge that seem to be missing from the hospital." "What in heaven's name are you talking about?" the doctor asked in her usual pompous, condescending tone. Louie explained that he had been photographing her taking drugs from the medicine cabinet. He told her he even had been able to decipher the labels. He went on to tell how he had been recording the medication charts at the nurses' stations, and that they had little or no record of the drugs she was taking out. Dr. Robineau showed very little outward emotion, though there was a trace of astonishment coupled with an air of superior denial. When Louie was finished stating his case, the doctor leaned forward in her seat and spoke. "First of all, I do not see how this is any of your business. You are just an orderly, and have little or no impact on the success of this hospital. Secondly, I have many responsibilities around here which you would not understand. My duties are complicated and far beyond your ability to grasp. How dare you confront me with these charges; though I doubt you have even a modicum of the information you claim to have. What exactly are you trying to prove with this outrageous drivel?" "I have dated pictures; records; and cross referenced evidence. I can get them from my locker right now and show them to you." Louie continued with renewed bravado, "but rest assured there are copies hidden away from here in a secure place." "I don't have to put up with this nonsense," the gorgeous doctor retorted. "I take many medications from the cabinet in order to treat patients. I am the Chief of Staff. I do not have to account for everything that other employees are required to do. You have a lot of nerve. Now, get out. Oh, and by the way, you can clean out that locker of yours. You are fired." "Have it your way," Louie replied confidently. "But, I know two things about this hospital. One-is that NOBODY can take drugs without an accounting. Two-is that most of these drugs are not getting to any patients. I am convinced that you are either selling these drugs on the outside or taking them yourself. Tomorrow, I will send all my evidence to the Hospital Administrator and the Board of Directors. We will see what they think of all this NONSENSE, as you call it. I don't have to tell you what will happen if you are caught with your hand in the cookie jar. You will lose your license to practice in this state and all the other states, for that matter. Good luck, starting over in South America." Louie punctuated his last words by turning sharply and heading for the door. "Hold on," voiced the stately doctor. Louie stopped short of the door and turned around. "Why don't you show me this so called evidence. This is all a bunch of crap; still I am curious as to what your low class mind trumped up. What I don't get is what good this information does you, even if it were true...which it is NOT." "I will show you all the facts I have gathered. Be back soon." Louie left the doctor's office. Louie returned in 5 minutes carrying a briefcase full of documents and pictures. Lisa was stunned at the comprehensive work that had gone into this presentation. He had been telling the truth. There were pictures of charts documenting medicine dispensing throughout the hospital. There were pictures of Lisa obtaining drugs from the cabinet; the kinds of drugs involved; and the dates obtained. Her brilliant mind could scan all the evidence quickly, and reconcile the evidence in logical order. Wow, she thought. This asshole had really done his homework. It was quite clear that she was obtaining drugs which were not being used to treat any patients in her hospital. Dr. Robineau went on the offensive. "How do you know that these drugs are not used for a medical foundation I run that has nothing to do with this hospital?" "I have read the laws governing medications in this state. If another organization needs to get drugs, they have to order them from a pharmacy or a drug manufacturer. The pharmacy downstairs only dispenses drugs to patients checking out; or they resupply the hospital from time to time. I know for a fact that any drugs held by the hospital itself are exclusively for treating patients in that hospital." "How do you know that I am not returning drugs, not needed, to the pharmacy?" "First of all, a Chief of Staff would not do that kind of work. But, more importantly, I was able to access the pharmacy one night when it was closed. I made copies of charts showing all drugs received in the last year. They just leave these charts in a drawer. All the drugs they have gotten have come from manufacturers; and a few from other pharmacies. Here, take a look." Lisa was becoming increasingly agitated. She snatched the documents from his hands, and perused them. He was right on. The evidence was there in black and white. It looked like all the pieces were in place. She was starting to feel very uncomfortable. "If I go along with this blackmail-and I am not saying I will, how much money do you want?" "I don't want money," stated an increasingly confident Louie. "What then? A higher position in the hospital; a bureaucrat's job with the state on the Medical Board?" "I want to reverse roles. I want to play doctor. You be the patient." "What are you talking about?" inquired the stunned doctor. "I want to examine you. You must submit to any procedures I decide to use on you. You have to be completely under my control for the duration of the examination. Needless to say, I am more interested in certain areas of your body than others. I will not be looking into your ears with one of those lights." Louie smirked at Lisa. Dr. Robineau's mouth dropped and her face turned pale. "I still don't understand this whole thing. I will just pay you some money, and you will give me all your evidence. You are a criminal blackmailer, and a piece of dirt. But, I have to admit, you are thorough-you have a tight case. For the record, I have a brother with a serious drug problem. I supply him with drugs so that he does not have to go on the street to get stuff that has all kinds of crap in it. We have tried rehab a number of times, but he just can't seem to stop. These drugs I give him provide relief until we can somehow solve his problem. I would never take these drugs. I will write you a check. I don't understand this playing doctor thing. You seem like a smarter guy than I gave you credit for. This talk about examining me. This is crazy." "It may seem crazy to you, but not to me. You are a rich, privileged, cocky bitch. You treat me worse than a slave; you treat me like I am invisible-a complete non person; a worm taking up a small space on the earth. I want to put you in your place. I want to see the look on your face when you have to submit to the things I have planned for you. You are a beautiful woman. That makes this even better. Now, you are supposed to have such a high IQ; surely you know what I mean when I say I am going to devote my exam to, shall we say, the more interesting parts of your body." Louie was hard just from talking this way to the ever defensive doctor. "You CREEP," she yelled. "How can I talk you out of this?" By now, all the color had left Lisa's face. She tried gamely to regain her composure. "Let me get this straight. You want to put your filthy hands all over my beautiful body in some kind of horrible exam you have cooked up?" "That is correct. Like I said, the exam will focus on your most private and intimate parts. I have no interest in your ears, shoulders, or other boring parts-just the goodies, Dr. Robineau-just the goodies." Louie let out a brazenly confident laugh. "You BASTARD," screamed the reeling doctor. "You miserable piece of perverted scum. What you really want is to humiliate me. That is the main purpose of this horrible demand." Louie put his hands on his hips, mocking her; he looked the shaking beauty up and down her body in a disgusting way. "YES-YES-YES. You finally are catching on. I plan to humiliate you. You will get your comeuppance; and maybe, just maybe, you will leave with a different attitude toward the rest of us peons. I KNOW what I will leave with—a huge smile on my face. You have until this time tomorrow to decide. If you turn me down, I will send my evidence to the proper authorities right away." Louie had a swagger to his gait as he strode out of her office. Lisa could not even fathom that this was happening to her. She could think of nothing else. She called her husband, and told him she had to work late. The distraught doctor told her secretary that she did not want to be disturbed for the rest of the day. She just stayed in her office well into the night, pacing the floor, trying to decide on a course of action. After some agonizing deliberations, Lisa could not see any way out of this. She knew that the miserable orderly had caught her in the act, and he could prove it. She had a few questions for Louie in order to better understand this potential nightmare. She did formulate one possible change that she hoped might lower the level of disgust. Louie showed up at the appointed time in Dr. Robineau's office. The doctor looked shaken and tired. "Well, what is your decision?" asked the supercharged orderly. "I have a question," said the doctor. "Are you planning on raping me?" "Not at all," replied Louie. "I will not force any intercourse on you. I will touch your body in any way I so choose. I may use instruments at my disposal. But, no, I will not rape you-not in the street sense, anyway." Lisa moved toward Louie. She spoke as composed and softly as her anxious nervous system would allow. "Why don't we just forget about this medical exam business? I will undress for you. You can look at my body. You will get whatever thrill you expect from seeing me naked. Why don't we just do it that way?" "Absolutely not," replied Louie. "I want to reverse the roles. I want this to be in a medical setting. What I have in mind will embarrass and humble you. I have a whole scenario planned. I have been fantasizing about this scene for years. No, you are going to do it my way." "YOU PIG-YOU VICIOUS, SLIMY PERVERT. I hope you rot in hell." "Yes or no?" Louie asked curtly. Dr. Robineau lowered her eyes. Her body slumped. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. Finally, she tried to speak, but her throat was locked up. Eventually, she got the word out that she so dreaded hearing. "OK-OK." Louie grinned smugly at the horrified doctor. He handed Lisa a list of things he wanted her to wear; also written on the paper—the time and place. They were to meet in an examination room on a floor that was vacant in the evening. The date was the following evening. "I want you to show up looking your absolute best. Make sure you guzzy up for me. If you try to downgrade your appearance, or don't wear the things on the list, the deal is off. See you manana." Louie left the doctor shaking and sobbing in her office. Dr. Robineau entered the examining room a few minutes late. Louie was waiting. She looked gorgeous. Her jet black hair was done much more stylishly than yesterday in her office. She had on just enough eye makeup to accentuate her natural beauty. She wore the expensive, but conservative business suit that Louie had called for. The skirt was cut to just above the knee, and the vest and blouse were color coordinated with the skirt. She had on high heels; but not too high of heels. Though she was trembling all over, she still presented the ideal persona of a sophisticated woman. "Welcome, Dr. Robineau," Louie greeted, mockingly. He was dressed in thread bare jeans and a dirty sweatshirt. He had not shaved for a few days, and looked like he had skipped a shower for a day or two as well. Lisa noticed the large birthing table in the room. She knew that this kind of table was only used in the rooms where women were giving birth. "Why is this table in here?" she asked. Lisa did not even know why she made this observation. She was so upset she could not even think straight. She just reacted as the Chief of Staff when seeing a piece of medical equipment out of place. The Comeuppance of Doctor Lisa Louie had moved the birthing table from its normal quarters into this exam room earlier. He had his reasons for doing this. "Don't worry, DR. Robineau, you will find out soon enough." Lisa cringed at the words. "You can begin by starting your strip. Start with the vest and work your way down to your bra and panties. Lisa's beautifully manicured nails came into focus as she reached for the buttons. She was sobbing, trembling, and pale as she reluctantly removed the first item. Off came her expensive blouse, followed by the designer skirt. She had on a garter belt and stockings, as per Louie's demand. Louie watched intently from his chair as the lady stripped in front of him. He was already getting beads of sweat on his forehead. Lisa never stopped sobbing or shaking, but she pressed on. She prayed that this strip would end soon, and she would not have to show this dirt bag anymore-but deep down she knew that was just a pipe dream. She unhooked the last of the snaps of her garter belt and then proceeded to remove her stockings. She slid each stocking down her leg and slowly pulled them off her feet. Then, she unhooked the garter belt and let it fall to the floor. Complying with Louie's orders, she wore a white, lacy bra and white, silk panties; not too skimpy, but not old fashioned either. "Very good, DOCTOR," chided the ever more excited orderly. He observed that Lisa had beautiful skin, shapely legs, and a flat stomach. She looked more like a woman in her twenties than her forties, Louie thought to himself. "Now, you can slowly remove your bra and get up on the table." "Please, no more. I am begging you-PLEASE. Don't make me do this. I can't endure this any longer. You have seen my body. Have some compassion—let me stop right here." Dr. Robineau was still crying and bent over in a pleading position. "I am getting tired of your dramatics, Ms. CHIEF," Louie retorted. "You will do as I say. Slowly, remove your bra and hop up on the table. I find it hilarious that you think I have already seen your body. What I'm seeing now is nothing compared to what I will be seeing, and you had better believe it. Now, let's see those tits. Lisa slumped in resignation. She reached behind her back, unhooked the bra, and slowly brought the strap around, dropping it to the floor. She modestly moved her arms over her breasts. Louie motioned for her to get up on the table. "Put your hands behind your neck and lock them." Lisa cringed again as she opened up her breasts for Louie to eyeball. "Thrust those tits out," he ordered. Lisa arched her back. Louie was impressed. She had firm tits; not the biggest in the world, but nice size. She had well defined, solid nipples in a pinkish areola. They looked like they could get much longer and harder when aroused. Louie put his hands on the lady's tits. Dr. Robineau jerked back and turned her head to the side. Even though she knew it was coming, she was devastated by the actual touch of his sweaty, low class hands. "Thrust them out, NOW," Louie exhorted. Lisa pushed her breasts back toward the orderly. Louie felt her boobs with his fingers, pressing like he had seen doctors do on the internet. He moved all around the breasts, first one, and the other. Then, he tweaked the nipple, pulled it, twisted it, and generally played with the protuberance. He did the same to the other nipple. Neither nipple was getting any harder or bigger. Louie thought that the embarrassed and agitated doctor was not going to give him the satisfaction of showing any arousal in her nipples. Nonetheless, Louie continued to kneed and manipulate his grimy fingers all over both of the lady's breasts. Dr. Robineau held steadfast, sitting on the table with her tits thrust forward, her hands behind her head, mortified at what the pig was doing to her prized breasts. Still, she knew that all the sobbing and pleading in the world was not going to get her out of this terrible situation. Louie finally finished feeling the doctor up. He told her to get down from the table. He sat back down in his chair and directed Lisa to stand in front of him. "Before you pull down your panties, I want you to describe the pelvic exam position you will be in. By the way, the reason I brought in a birthing table is because, as you well know, the stirrups on a birthing table extend far higher and wider than those on a regular examining table. Now, describe in graphic detail your body's position during this exam." Lisa was mortified. She shuddered at what he was telling her. She just could not believe her ears, or anything about this experience. "You fucking pig; you miserable excuse for a man; you are just filth-a perverted asshole; a cockroach." The doctor could not help herself. She just let it fly. Louie sat calmly, and grinned at the stately doctor standing in front of him with just one article of modesty left on her high class body. "Are you done? Another tirade... Fine. You are still going to have to do what I command. Now, describe in detail what position you're going to be in during the pelvic exam. Come on now, you are a grown woman with kids; you know the drill. And just in case you couldn't figure it out, there will be no medical gowns or sheets in play here. You will be completely naked." Dr. Robineau, still sobbing almost out of control, straightened up and spoke the words this worthless bastard wanted to hear. "I will be completely nude. I will have to lie on my back on the table, with a leg up in each stirrup. I will be completely spread apart. Are you happy, now, ASSHOLE?" The increasingly smug orderly spoke, "Tell me where I will be seated; where I will be shining that very bright light; and what I will be looking at." Lisa swallowed hard. She gasped out the remainder of the words he wanted to hear. "You will be seated at the end of the table. You will shine the light directly between my legs. You will be staring at my vagina...HAPPY?" "Use the P word for vagina; and tell me the position of your cunt lips." "Merciful God...ok...ok...ok. You will be staring at my pussy. The lips of my pussy will be gaped open for your viewing pleasure." Lisa broke down again, putting her hands to her face, trying to stop all the tears. "Now, the time has come. This is the moment I have been thinking about since I first saw you walk the halls with that air of superiority you have." Louie was seated, and his eyes were at the exact level of Lisa's crotch. He could see through the silk panties the dark shadow lurking behind the flimsy garment. "Stay right in front of my eyes, and slowly pull your panties down." Louie was now sweating even more, and his heart was beating so hard it was about to come out of his chest. Dr. Robineau took notice of Louie's heavy breathing and thumping chest. She thought maybe a miracle would take place, and he would have a heart attack or a stroke. "Please, don't make me expose my most private area; my secret; my mystery. Only a couple of men have ever seen my womanhood. Even for gynecological matters, I only see woman doctors. Please...Please...Please; stop the humiliation. Don't do this." Lisa was now convulsing, and continuing to cry. "I don't know why you keep pleading for me to stop," Louie barked at the doctor. "I have already forced you to tell me the position you are about to be in. You absolutely know what is coming up soon. Do you think I am going to exam you with your panties on? You still can't seem to grasp what I am going to accomplish here." The lady doctor cried out her words through the tears. "I am just so horrified; so utterly shocked. I don't know what I am saying. I can't even think straight. I just keep praying you will show some compassion, and let me stop this nightmare. I am begging...I guess I just don't know what to do except BEG." Louie showed no compassion at all. He was completely true to his cause. He was overwhelmingly stimulated, but in no way transformed. He fixed a capturing stare at the crotch of the doctor's panties. "Now, quit stalling. DROP THOSE PANTIES TO THE FLOOR." Dr. Robineau knew that she could delay no longer. The little bastard had her where he wanted her, and she had nowhere to go but down. The beautiful lady who was in high society, lived in a mansion with servants, and was the Chief of Staff at this top hospital complied with the demands of the low life sitting in front of her. She slowly hooked her manicured fingers into the sides of her silk panties. Ever so slowly, she began the process of pulling them down. Louie was transfixed. First, he caught sight of some jet black hairs appearing on her lower abdomen. The panties kept coming down. A dense clump of black hairs appeared, covering the upper portion of the lady's slit. Farther down the panties came. Now, Louie could see the lower portion of her slit, covered with thick black hair. As the material came away on its journey to the floor, it pulled a few, long strands of black pubes away from the nest. Louie was staring about 5 inches away into Lisa's jet black triangle. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. The lady doctor tensed her well-conditioned body up in shame. She had kept her eyes closed during the final strip. When she finally opened her eyes, she was disgusted to see the sweaty pig staring directly into her magnificent bush. She tried to close her legs together. Louie would have not of that. He put his hands down on the inside of her knees, and pulled her legs apart. For what seemed like an eternity to Lisa, Louie did not even blink. He just stared directly into her thick thatch of perfectly symmetrical, jet black pussy hair. Rising from the chair, Louie tried to contain his excitement. He needed to calm down some. This was the greatest moment of his life by far, but he did not want to ruin it by passing out. He took a deep breath. "I will set up the table for your exam," he told the lady standing naked before him. Louie went to the end of the table. He pulled out one stirrup, lifted it up in the air as high as it would go and locked it. Then, he swung it out really wide, and locked it. He took the canal shaped, under the knee cup from beneath the table, and fastened it onto the metal bar. He did the same with the other stirrup. Lady Lisa watched in horror. He admired his handiwork. Looking over at the doctor, he said, "This is what is so great about the birthing stirrups. They spread a woman out so much more than the regular ones." The lady appeared to find the scene completely incomprehensible. "Come on down here, DOCTOR," Louie mocked. "Come on down and get up on the table, lay back, and...well, you know what I want-SPREAD, and spread WIDE." Lisa headed toward her fate. There were not going to be any miracles tonight. She stepped up backwards onto the far end of the table. She scooted back up the table. Dr. Robineau took a deep breath, bit her lip, and proceeded to position herself in the way the grimy orderly wanted. She slowly lifted her right leg, swung it outward, and placed it over and into the cylindrical, under knee holder. Louie stood back and watched intently. The lady doctor lifted the left leg, swung it outward, and placed it onto the holder. Louie directed her to scoot forward a little. This completed the position, splaying her legs even higher and wider. Louie sat down on the stool at the end of the table. He brought the flexible light beam over on its stand behind him. He brought the light fixture to the middle of the table. He turned it on. It was an extremely bright light; much brighter than the average focused light fixture. He directed the light beam between Lisa's legs, illuminating her pussy into great detail. Louie leaned forward and took it all in. The lady doctor was propped up because the back rest of the table had been raised. Louie wanted her to be able to see him at play, and not be able to look up at the ceiling and try to ignore him. He could not believe his eyes. This gorgeous woman was completely naked; on her back; spread as wide as humanly possible. Her breasts were heaving. Her face was crimson with shame. Her taut body and smooth skin formed a fabulous framework to the central display-her glorious pussy. Lisa lay on the table so ashamed she could hardly breathe properly. What an unthinkable predicament, she thought. She was stark naked. Her legs were spread so far apart that she was in pain. Her vagina was on full display. The little worm was sitting in front of her, staring at her wondrous femininity. She knew that not only were her legs spread, but the outer labia of her vagina were split apart by the force of the outward stirrups. She knew even the inner labia were slightly parted. She was on full naked display in front of a guy who she could never imagine even shaking hands with. Dr. Robineau never imagined experiencing such base degradation. And, she was terrified to think of another matter. This was just the beginning. Louie had not even touched her yet. She did not even want to think about what he would do to her down there with his hands. Louie was totally mesmerized by the sight in front of him. The thick patch of black bush was completely illuminated. But, there was so much more. The widespread position had caused her cunt to split apart somewhat. Louie could view the lips parting, revealing the inner lips. Through the dense forest of black bush, Louie could see the pink flesh inside the lady's pussy. Her snatch was displayed in an exquisite butterfly design. Her clitoris was also peeking out from the top-also a result of the spreading of the high class lady's proud and secret treasure. Finally, Louie was satisfied that he had looked at the doctor's high class pussy long enough. He moved his fingers into position. He used his thumb and forefinger to separate the outer lips. He moved them apart ever more widely. The pink, internal opening of the canal came into view. Louie pulled upward on the lips. The society lady's clitoris popped out of its enclosure, revealing its full size, like a bud on a springtime flower. His fingers went up and down the length of the doctor's gash, prying apart, folding over, and splaying again for maximum split exposure. Louie pulled on some bush hairs, curled them, and redistributed them around the forcibly molested vagina. His fingers and eyes were thoroughly enjoying the exploration. Dr. Robineau was so tensed up that her whole body was cramping. She was biting her lips. Her jaw was in a vice like lock. The muscles on her neck were strained tautly. She tried to keep her head to one side so as not to watch the humiliating manipulations of Louie's fingers. Still, as she moved her head from side to side, she could not help but see him down there. However, the sight was nothing compared to the touching. She writhed around from the feeling of his fingers on the treasured prize she was giving up to him. The last thing she wanted was to feel any arousal; or worse, to show anything with her body language. She prayed that she would not secrete any moisture down there. Lisa was completely degraded, to say nothing of furious at the subjugation. Nonetheless, she knew that a woman could only use mind over matter for so long. There would come a time that her natural bodily functions would react automatically. She knew she might show some sexual response, no matter how hard she tried to resist it. This was especially true if the lowly scumbag fondled her clitoris for any length of time. Louie reached under the table to get the tube of KY Jelly. He pinched some out onto his finger. He then applied the gel to the butterflied lips of the lady's pussy. He started at the top, circling her clitoris. He then proceeded downward, flaring out to both sides underneath the anterior inner lips. The orderly, flushed with new found bravado, continued the application into the front of the cavity. He then dispensed more gel onto his fingers, and spread the substance farther into the canal. Louie inserted two, then three fingers. He deliberately applied the gel with slow but gentle motions—in and out; up and down; from one side to the other; in a circle. He went deep. The debased lady, lying naked on the table, was starting to react, despite her self-discipline and protests. She began to writhe slightly. She started to thrust her pelvis forward-a minor movement, at first-but with increasing vigor. Louie was very aroused; he had maintained an erection from the opening strip. However, he no longer felt so agitated and anxious. He felt a calm come over him. It was almost like he was on some drug that centered him into a serene comfort zone; kind of like the effects of some of the drugs that got Lisa in trouble in the first place. He reached for the speculum. He grinned mockingly at the spread eagle doctor. She shut her eyes, and cringed. Louie inserted the speculum into her vagina, pushing slowly inward. He then turned the screw which parted the two curved plates, slowly opening Lisa's pussy ever more. After separating the two sides of the tool as far as they would go, Louie leaned in to admire his work. He looked into uncharted territory. He could see more length in the canal, all pink and fleshy. The cervix was in sight, though Louie did not really know the medical term for what he was seeing. Lisa lay there mortified. First, she had endured the revelation of her breasts and pussy. Then, she had been forced to spread her legs apart as far as they would spread. Then, the sexy, open flower of her outer cunt lips had been stroked and plied apart. And now, she was being forced to endure the spreading of her vagina all the way up to the cervix. Dr. Robineau could feel the cold, metal speculum invade her hair lined cunt hole. She thought to herself: Not only has this insect totally inspected every square inch of my outer body, but now he is looking at the end of the rainbow...my Garden of Eden-the heart of my femininity. Louie twisted the speculum to the left and to the right. He continued to peer into Dr. Robineau's womanly passage. The friction was driving Lisa to the brink of orgasm. She was desperately trying to ward off any sexual arousal, but the discipline was getting more difficult every minute. Louie finally decided to move on to his next stage. He removed the speculum. He delighted in seeing the cunt lips slowly close back inward. Still, there was a gape in the outer lips which presented an even sexier picture than when the vulva was first spread. Adding to the lady's alluring sexuality was a trace of wetness around the opening. Some of the jet black strands of bush were getting moist, and were beginning to glisten. Lisa was at least relieved that he had ceased just before her surrender to orgasm. "I have some visitors I want you to meet," Louie told the exhausted doctor. "What are you talking about?" Lisa suddenly jerked forward from her half reclined position. "I have invited a few friends of mine. They are all workers in or around the hospital. They are all low on the totem pole just like me. They have all been treated like low life scum by you. They can all recall times where you disrespected them, and acted like they should not even be breathing the air near you. Each one will come in, and watch you strip and spread for them just like you did for me." The doctor lurched forward as far as her spread legs would allow. She was steaming angry. "I will do no such thing. That was not the bargain. You said that you were going to examine me thoroughly. Well, you sure have accomplished your mission. You have debased me beyond my imagination. How do I know that you will ever hand over the evidence to me? You can keep demanding more and more disgusting things. There will never be an end to this. What is next? Are you going to rape me, even though you promised that would not happen? Maybe, you are going to join these other guys. Maybe, I will be gang banged. We had a contract, of sorts. I will not submit to any more humiliation and violation. Even my medical license is not worth all that you can think up to do to me." Lisa took her legs out of the stirrups and crossed them. She did think to herself how ridiculous it was for her to cross her legs since the bastard had stolen all of her modesty quite a while ago. The Comeuppance of Doctor Lisa Louie remained calm. "Look," he said, "I have not broken our deal. I will not screw you unless, of course, you want me to." He smirked at the furious doctor. I have had a rock hard dick ever since you took off the skirt. I want to ram it into that pussy of yours so bad I am about to explode. But, I said I wouldn't do that, and I won't. I also will not let any of these guys touch you. Since you have dissed each and every one of them, I felt they were entitled to see you humiliated; to see all your private goodies. Then, when you meet up with them or even walk by them again in the future, they can say to themselves: She acts like she is so much better than me, but I have seen her completely naked and totally spread apart. A switching of the roles; a reversing of status-that is what I am going to achieve here. I want the little guy, JUST ONCE, to win one. By the way, I have taken one of the security cameras from a hall, and installed it in here. I made it look like a sconce, and put a shade around it. You have not noticed it, but it will record most of your luscious body completely exposed and totally revealed. I will not make any copies of the tape, and I will not give the tape to anyone. I will take it home, and just use it for my own viewing. I will beat my meat for years to come looking at this tape." Dr. Robineau was angry and confused about what to do. Her body had been violated beyond belief. Yet, all the manual manipulations of her vaginal area had brought her to the brink of orgasm. Her body was still tingling from the sexual arousal, at the same time it was shuddering from the abject revelation of the ordeal. She considered that, if she walked out now, the orderly would surely send the evidence to the authorities. And, of course, she had already submitted to so much. He also would have the tape from the camera. What a horrendous decision, Lisa thought. Maybe, she should trust the worm. If he keeps his word, at least she will not have endured this nightmare in vain. If he doesn't keep his word-he keeps adding new violations or showing off the tape; or, worse, sends the evidence to the Hospital Board-then she is destroyed no matter what she does. Lisa considered the nightmare from all angles. Her nimble brain was deliberating quickly. She decided she had to trust the little man to some extent, because she had already gone so far that walking out now would render her gigantic sacrifice in vain. Suddenly, she decided on a course of action to hedge her chips, so to speak. She thought that this sudden scheme she conjured up just might increase her leverage. She could keep the blackmail from spreading like a virulent infection by using this leverage to threaten serious consequences. It would be like two super powers. If one destroys the other, it will itself be destroyed. It was a smart plan, but would require a huge sacrifice...or would it. Lisa wondered how much of the plan was motivated by the most basic of human feelings-Lust. The lady doctor summoned up all her courage. She had to act now. "Let me see that hard cock of yours." Louie was stunned. He could not believe his ears. He eyed the doctor. She was looking directly at him. "What did you say?" "You heard me. I said, let me see your cock. You said it had been so hard for so long. Don't you want some relief? Don't you want to have the satisfaction of cumming inside of me? Maybe, all you can do is look and feel up." Lisa was anxious, but assertive. The orderly was astounded. He did not know how to act. "I thought you found me repulsive. I thought you at least wanted to get out of here without being fucked." "Are you going to rape me, or aren't you? Let me see that hard dick you claim to have." Louie was baffled. Still, he found himself unbuttoning his trousers and pulling pants and shorts down. His dick had taken command of the situation. He pulled it out. It was about average length, but thicker than most. The lady eyeballed the rock hard member. She then lay back on the table and put her legs back in the stirrups. "Rape me, you fucking pig. Come on...now...ram it into me." Louie quickly took off his pants and shorts, stepped up on the small footstool at the end of the table, leaned forward, and positioned his cock at the entrance to Dr. Robineau's womanhood. He thrust forward, and rammed his manhood home. The classy lady let out a low, but passionate sound of unbridled sexuality. She clearly had an orgasm right away. Louie was pumping madly into the doctor's writhing pelvis. Suddenly, Louie had a thought. While his dick was clearly in charge, his brain was working just enough to figure something out. He thought to himself that, thirty years ago, his brain would be totally shut down. But now, it was still in play, at least briefly. He knew it was not going to be much longer before he shot his load. The lady under him was moaning and writhing, seemingly oblivious to all but her own passion. Louie suddenly pulled his cock out, and thrust it upward into the society lady's face. He stroked it a few more times and shot his seamen all over her face. It had been years since he had shot that size of a load. Lisa's face was covered with the grimy orderly's cum. Lisa glared at him. "Why didn't you cum inside me?" She did not bother to wipe any of his seamen off of her face. Louie got a washcloth and wet it. He wiped the cum off of her flushed face. "I suppose you figured this shot into my face would humiliate me even more." "That probably is true, but the real reason I did it is I got to thinking that you were scheming to get my DNA into your cunt. Then, you could possibly claim I raped you. That might give you some bargaining power. I still would hold most of the cards, but I guess your plan might have set me back a bit." Lisa bowed her head. She was shocked. "Bullshit," she yelled unconvincingly. Then, the lady became quiet—resigned. "You little roach; you piece of filth. I have to admit, you are smarter than I thought you were." Dr. Robineau leaned back onto the table with her legs still spread wide in the stirrups. "Ok, start the Conga line; call in your troops. What do they have in mind? Are they just going to stare at my tits and pussy...like you...or am I going to be in for a big time gang bang?" Louie was astonished by the brazen talk from the classy doctor. He made the call on his cell phone. He was actually exhausted, but running on adrenaline. He looked over at Lisa. She was lying on the table, still writhing a little bit, and breathing somewhat heavily. Her breasts were still heaving. "I told them that they could only look at your naked body on full display and spread eagle. But, things seem to have changed. If you want a gang bang, I'm sure these guys will be happy to give it to you." Lisa did not respond. She just laid there with her pussy opened enough to appear to be sending an invitation. The first guy came through the door. He was another orderly that Lisa had seen on rare occasion. He was about 20 years younger than Louie. He was short, and even uglier and grimier than the orderly who had just fucked the lady. He was sweating profusely, and kept blinking his eyes like he was about to pass out. He leered in to look at the naked doctor on the table. He eyed her tits first, and then lowered his gaze to her dense nest of black bush, moistened by recent action. He put his face right up to the lady's personal region, and viewed the gorged and gaped lips of her royal snatch. As anxious as he was, the orderly was mesmerized by the extraordinary sight in front of him. "Rape me, you little piece of shit," shouted the doctor. "Come on; get your dick in me, NOW. You are second in line. Take me. Violate me. Ram it in. Come on...you have seen my body...now, rape me." Augie did not have to be ordered any further. He tore his hospital uniform off. He climbed up onto the table, and jammed his semi hard cock into the lady's mouth. Dr. Robineau gulped momentarily, and then began sucking on the cock with gusto. It did not take long before Augie's cock was rock hard. He pulled it out, and moved backwards enough so as to point his member at the entrance to the brilliant doctor's splayed cunt lips. He rammed his manhood into her pussy with great force. She gasped, moaned, and thrust her pelvis forward to match his intensity. "Rape me hard; as hard as you can; really give it to me. OOOOHHHH-RAPE my cunt; don't let up. That's it...harder, you fucking piece of slime." The doctor was heaving, writhing, and shouting into the throes of ecstasy. Augie kept up his punishing thrusts for a much longer time than Louie had. Finally, with the society lady still screaming words like gang rape and violating her body, Augie could hold out no longer. He lunged forward, pushed his cock to the hilt, and shot a full load of his cum into Lisa's hot, pulsing pussy. There was a sound like a suction pop as the lowly orderly pulled out of the fleshy enclosure. The Chief of Staff went limp for a moment, then licked her lips, and looked around to find Louie watching intently. Louie let in the next banger. Marcuse was a fairly tall black man in his late thirties. He had a considerable pot belly, a round face, and jowls that belied his age. He had been working at the hospital as a janitor for three years. He had cleaned Dr. Robineau's office many times. The few times they had crossed paths, she ignored him except for a couple times she complained about her office not being cleaned well enough. What the janitor lacked in mental acuity he made up for in aggressiveness. He looked the spread eagle doctor up and down, stripped down quickly, and stepped up on the foot stool. He grabbed his dick, and flashed it in the lady's face. Though it was not hard, it was still a size that would make most men envious. Lisa stared at the big dick. Her eyes got very wide, and she gasped. "Suck my big, black dick, you bitch," he demanded. He rammed his cock into the lady's mouth. Lisa opened up, took the huge unit in her mouth and down her throat, and began sucking with gusto. The janitor's dick began to swell into a full blown erection. The lady doctor could barely keep her mouth around the cock because of its girth. Marcuse jammed his full ten inches down her throat in a very physical, if not violent way. Lisa sucked and sucked. Her lipstick was smeared, her cheeks flushed, and her head was bouncing to and fro. The janitor suddenly removed his rock hard cock, and lowered his body in between the doctor's outstretched legs. He rubbed the tip of his penis up and down the splayed gash of her ebony haired pussy. He then thrust with all his force, and buried the huge joint into her waiting femininity. Lisa emitted a sound even more ecstatic than on the previous penetrations. She was twisting, turning, and almost purring in a kind of earthy way. Her eyes were rolled back in their sockets. "Rape me, you fucking brute. Rape me harder. Put your meat to me. Ram it home...harder...harder. You are so deep. You are splitting me apart. YOU STUD...YOU BEAST." Marcuse was ramming the lady over and over, violently. He completely filled and dominated her womanly cavity with his enormous manhood. His hands were working over the lady's breasts, and tweaking her nipples roughly. Marcuse fucked the high class cunt for quite some time. The on looking Louie thought he detected an orgasm every few minutes from the supine doctor. Finally, the dim witted janitor thrust inward to unspoiled flesh, and shot an immense load of his semen into the steaming hot pussy canal of the lady boss. Marcuse reeked of sweat and lack of hygiene as he pulled his sticky dick from her pleasure harbor. Dr. Robineau laid back even more limp than before. She almost appeared to go into a blissful state of suspended animation. Finally, she rose up and looked around at Louie and the janitor who was trying to find his clothes. "That was a RAPE; that was a BIG TIME RAPE," she exclaimed. Louie had to keep checking himself in order to reassure that this scene was real. He kept thinking he was dreaming. The whole thing seemed out of this world. He moved over to the table and viewed the doctor. Her black bush was matted down with moisture and feminine secretions. Her pussy lips were gaped even wider than before, giving a nice view of her inner charms. Her nipples were rock hard. She made no effort to move from her spread-eagle position. The door was opened. In walked the hospital parking lot attendant. He was the person in the booth who took your money or coupons, or looked at your pass. Dr. Robineau never even looked his way as she entered the parking lot in her gold Mercedes. She was the only one who would not even make an attempt to show a pass. She just assumed that he knew the Chief of Staff. Henry was Caucasian, in his fifties, and homely as can be. His face was pock marked with a flattened nose. It had a yellowish pallor to it. His eyeballs were recessed in over sized sockets with a pronounced brow. He was also a dwarf. Henry had to step up on the small stool to eyeball the prostrate doctor. He gave her tits a long look. His eyes then moved down to view her split lipped pussy, lubricated with her own secretions as well as the cum of the previous entrant. Henry found the sight of her ravished snatch, spread wide open, to be very stimulating. He wasted no time undressing, and climbing up on the table. Lisa's reaction was shock when she caught sight of the dwarf's stiff cock. It was the size of his arm-every bit as long, and a bit thicker than the janitor's dick. Henry got up in her face. "You snooty bitch; you don't even glance my way in the lot. You and your fancy Mercedes. You don't even think people like me should exist. You and your fancy ass job; your fancy education; your fancy clothes. You make me sick. What would your country club friends think of you now? Stark naked; spread wide...about to be raped by a fucking dwarf. I am going to give it to you really hard. I hope it hurts. I am going in two holes, as hard as you can imagine. I wish I could take your ass, also, but my cock is too big. GET READY, you stuck up bitch doctor. Here it comes." Henry rammed his large unit into the waiting pussy. He slammed into her with all his force. He grabbed her luscious hair on both sides of her head, and worked his cock in and out in a brutal display of rough fucking. Louie watched the strange scene taking place. Here was this little man not even covering the lady doctor, but fucking her hard. His massive dick was in center stage, as it made long forays inside her, then withdrew slowly, and charged inside again with vengeance. Dr. Robineau was trapped even more fervently into the throes of ecstasy. She was shrieking with sexuality, and barking out filthy words like a mad woman. "Fuck me; that's right-HARDER. Rape me with that huge sword of yours. Split me in to. You little pig; you are fucking my brains out; hurt me with that ramrod of yours. Don't let up. Shit...shit...I'm being raped by a midget." Suddenly, Henry pulled his member out of the lady's cunt, scooted up a bit, and plunged the throbbing cock into Lady Lisa's mouth. He had just enough reach to lean back and ram his fist into her rising vagina. The doctor gulped for air as the big penis buried itself into her throat. She sucked as hard as she could, considering her mouth was painfully stretched to its limit. Henry had a thought that turned him on to an even greater degree. His cock had picked up some of the princess's own juices as well as cum from the last guy, and now was lathering the doctor's mouth with it. It didn't take much longer before the low class dwarf shot a massive load of his manhood down the throat and around the mouth of the Chief of Staff. "Choke on it, baby," he exclaimed. "I hope you never get the taste out...you rich, fucking BITCH." The doctor struggled to gain some composure. She removed her legs from the stirrups and rose up. She did not look the part of a highly educated, rich society lady anymore. Lisa was covered in sweat, and looked completely spent. "You aren't giving up yet, are you?" Louie asked. "Four guys-that's not enough guys to even call this a gang bang. You should at least do five. I still have one out in the waiting room. "Get me some water, asshole," Lisa ordered. Louie smiled, obliging the lady with a glass of tap water. She drank it down quickly. She glared at Louie. "Who do you have out there, the Hunchback of Notre Dame?" Just then, the door flew open, and the security guard walked in. "I heard some commotion up here," he stated. "What is going on?" He was stunned to see the Chief of Staff sitting on an examining table, completely nude. Louie decided to take control of the situation right away. "This is a gang bang party, with Dr. Robineau as the guest of honor. Since you are here, do you care to join in?" "Is this ok with you, Dr. Robineau?" the astonished guard asked. "You might as well bang me; everyone else has. Every low ranking piece of crap in this hospital has had their way with me. Now, I can say I have been fucked by an old man with shit for a job." The security guard was in his sixties, non descriptive looking, and shaped like an overstuffed pear. He was not about to pass up an opportunity like this, despite the doctor's insults. It took a hand job followed by a blow job from the lady doctor to get the senior's penis hard. That finally accomplished, Lisa lay back on the table, spread her legs in the stirrups, and awaited the guard's cock. He pumped into her pussy quite a while, creating at least one more orgasm from the sensuous doctor. His breathing was becoming more labored with each stroke, until he finally shot his contribution into her stately box. "Raped by another loser. Never in my wildest dreams..." her voice tapered off. "Where is the bum you were talking about who is still out there waiting?" Lisa seemed almost invigorated as she pressed Louie for the next piece of vermin to violate her. Louie let in the swarthy intern. He quickly walked over to the table to look down at the exotic woman lying there. Lisa looked surprised and distraught. "Oooohhhh shit, not you...not YOU. Now, I am going to get the business from another low life, but pretending to be a doctor." ALEM was in the United States on a student visa from Jordan. He had finished medical school, and was doing his first year of internship at the hospital. He and Dr. Robineau had been at odds ever since he arrived. The Chief of Staff thought he was an idiot, and lazy as well. She had dressed him down a number of times in her office. She had even impugned his knowledge of basic medicine a few times in front of his fellow interns. The Arab had been seething with resentment of the haughty Chief for months. Now, he saw his chance for revenge. ALEM looked over the Boss. He could not believe that he was looking at her completely naked and spread eagle. Her breasts and nipples were red from all the mauling they had received. The density of her black pussy hair was reduced by the matting down from all the fluids. The lips of her cunt were engorged and inflamed from the vigorous pounding they had taken. There was cum oozing out of her rosy portal. ALEM stripped down quickly, and mounted the table. He thrust his cock into the lady's mouth, though his unit needed no warm up. He had been hard for quite some time just thinking about his time for revenge. He rammed viciously into the doctor's mouth, trying to push deeper into her throat. The lady did well to accommodate the brutal invasion down her throat. "Take it all, you bitch," he yelled. "I hope you choke on it. Take my stupid, Arab cock, and suck your brains out." ALEM pulled out in an instant. He moved down the table, and poised the head of his joint at the gaping receptacle. He plunged his cock into her box with as much force as he could summon. The lady moaned, grunted, and writhed in ecstasy. Her entire body trembled. The intern impaled the naked boss lady. He speared her snatch with powerful drives in and out. She lifted her pelvis to match his fervor. He had lost all control, and was fucking her like an animal. "OOOHHH, that's it, fuck me hard...really hard. Debase me; pound it into me; rape me good...rape my body. You stupid, lazy parasite; you desert scum; you have sand for brains. OOHH MY GOD-I'm being raped to the hilt. You Bastard-you are screwing me so hard I am seeing stars. Mercy...mercy; I am exploding." Dr. Robineau all but went into convulsions in the clutch of her latest, volcanic orgasm. ALEM blasted his manly fluids into the depths of the lady.