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Medical Adventures or Female Domination in the Field of Medicine
Part III
Physical Therapy - Day Three
The next day when I reported for my appointment, it was Lisa who met
me at the reception desk. "Jim, I need you to come back to my office
before we get started today... If you would follow me please?"
In her office, Lisa asked me to sit down, then started slowly, with a
worried look on her face....
"Jim, I want to apologize for what happened yesterday, Beth was way out
of line..... and.... Had I known what she, she was doing.... I wouldn't have
brought the other students into the treatment booth..."
Lisa had a trembling sound to her voice and it was clear that she was
worried that I might report what had happened. Her right hand was
cupping her chin and her eyes were downcast as if to avoid contact until I
gave her a response. There was a pause as I tried to formulate an answer...
"Please, Jim, don't report this incident, or... or I'll lose my job... I should
have been present... and , and I wasn't... I can assure you that it won't
happen again..."
Lisa was on the verge of tears, so I slowly stood and walked around the
desk, until I was standing beside her seated form; she rose slowly, and was
now shaking.
"Lisa, relax... I'm not going to report you or Beth or anyone..." I gently
put my hand on her shoulder and at my touch, she grabbed me around the
chest, with her arms under mine and hugged me forcefully; her whole
body was trembling. Her head was pressed into my shoulder and I gently
stroked the back of her head and neck as I continued.
"Lisa, Beth is a young girl and still learning about life, she had a little fun
at my expense, ... but I don't care... No one was hurt, and other than being
embarrassed at being exhibited to the other students in that condition,...
and they had already seen me nude anyway... Oh what the Hell! It's Ok....
Don't worry about it..."
"Oh God Thank You Jim!" "I... I just don't know what I would have
done... if... if you were really upset and pushed the issue..." She then
looked up at me and then kissed me VERY thoroughly, then rested her
head against me again while I held her. Her body soon stopped trembling
and after a couple of minutes, she drew back and tried to regain her
professional composure.
"Are You OK?" I asked as I still lightly held her slim shoulders.
"Yes.. yes... I'm fine, we... we better get started on your treatment."
Lisa then led me down the main hallway to another area than the one
previously used, and opened a door to what was apparently another
treatment area. Inside, I was led to another (solid) door and beyond it was
a 'private' treatment room, with the same type of equipment.
"Please get undressed Jim and I'll be right back."
I stripped and got onto the massage table and Lisa soon returned with the
hot packs. This time she had me lay on my stomach and she put the packs
on my back rather than have me lay on top of them. She then seated
herself in a chair beside me and we made small talk while the heat soaked
into my back for 30 minutes. Lisa was wearing a skirt, and my angle of
view was such that as she crossed and uncrossed her long legs, I was
getting quite a show of supple thigh flesh and an occasional flash of pink
panties.
Lisa then went to work on my back and I will have to say that I have
NEVER had a massage like that before or since. Instead of the lower back
massage, this was a FULL body massage lasting over an hour. When she
had me turn over to do the front, I was hard as a rock and she just smiled,
then went to work on the front side of my legs. After she had relaxed
every other muscle on my body, she gently cupped my balls in one hand
and gave my cock long gentle strokes for a couple of minutes, then
without warning, leaned over and sucked me full length into her mouth.
Her tongue seemed to be everywhere, all at once, slashing along the shaft,
around the head, and back again. I was groaning continuously, as I felt
the head repeatedly against the back of her throat. When, I came, it was
explosive, I don't think I have ever cum that hard, my entire body
convulsed and it felt like gallons of cum were being pumped out. Lisa
drank it all except for a small drop at the corner of her mouth and I tasted
it when she kissed me as I came back among the living. As I opened my
eyes, she was poised above me, looking down into my eyes and I just
reached up and pulled her down until our mouths met, then gave her my
best soul wrenching kiss. I stroked her shoulders and back as we kissed
and gently caressed her firm behind, her breasts were pressed against me
and I could feel her hard nipples through the thin material of her blouse.
"Thank you Lisa... I've... I've never felt ANYTHING that good ever...
NEVER had an orgasm like that..."
"Your WELCOME Sir, now let's do your exercises."
"But... But won't you let me do something for you?"
"Not Today, you needed that, and so did I, so let's get back with the
program." This was accompanied by a playful slap on the hip, "Get Up
and Get into position and start with the leg extensions... Come on!"
So I went through the full set of exercises, and I might add, Lisa was much
more of a demanding supervisor than was Beth. Every one of them had to
be done "perfectly" or it had to be done over. I was covered with sweat by
the time I was done and felt like I had run a marathon, total exhaustion.
Lisa, helped me get off of the table and then wiped me down before I got
dressed. Before, opening the door, she turned to me and gave me another
big hug and a deep kiss with was accompanied by a gentle squeeze of my
crotch.
Lisa led me back to the main hallway, and as I was going towards the exit,
I met Beth, who immediately became cautious, and looked a little scared.
"Hi Beth, .... Are you OK? ... Is there some place we can talk for a
minute?"
Beth led me into an adjacent room and closed the door behind us.
"Beth, Lisa and I talked today, and everything will be OK, I told her I'm
not reporting anything to anyone... Do you understand?"
Beth had her back against the door and was trembling and her face was
flushed.
"Beth?" and I stepped towards her and gently traced a finger along her
jaw and tilted her chin up so I could see her eyes. Tears were flowing
down her cheeks, and I quickly moved closer and then hugged the tiny
girl. She buried her face into my shirt and then returned the hug with all
of her strength; while I stroked her head, neck and back and told her
everything would be alright.
When she got her composure back together enough, she told me that Lisa
had really chewed her out and had threatened to have her thrown out of
school if I filed a complaint with the administration.
My back was starting to hurt so I sat down in a chair and Beth was
standing in front of me looking like a 6 year old who was lost. I took her
by the hand and guided her to sit on my right leg, with her legs between
mine and her shoulders encircled by my right arm. She laid her head
against my chest and I gently ran my hand over her arms and rested my
chin on top of her head.
Beth shifted slightly and curled up on my lap like a little girl and turned
her body towards mine. I held her against me and my left hand was on the
back of her thigh, keeping her from sliding off.
We just sat with me holding her and slightly rocking for a while until I felt
her body stop trembling and her breathing drop to a slow steady pace. I
kissed her forehead and stroked her cheek and neck.
"Are you OK now Missy?" I whispered in her ear.
"Yes (smile) Jim, I feel much better..."
"Missy, I love holding you, ... but I can't do this much longer... my back..."
"Oh GOD! No! Jim I'm SO Sorry!" and she jumped up off of my lap.
I held onto her left hand and said, "Easy Missy, it was just starting to
cramp, ... I'm OK." My use of the name 'Missy' brought an impish smile
to her face.
I had trouble getting up from the chair and Beth helped me, then pulled
my left arm around her shoulders and told me to lean on her. She then
walked me out to my car and helped me get in.
"Are you going to be able to get home alright Jim?"
"Sure, I only live a couple of miles from here."
"O-yeah, where?" and I told her my address; "I don't live very far from
there, maybe I should stop in on my way home and check on you, yes I'm
going to do that, I'll see you about 6:15 this evening."
She said it so fast, that I didn't have time to respond and by the time I did
get my mouth to work she was already headed back across the parking lot
towards the hospital building.
The drive home was uneventful and I spent the usual afternoon doing
nothing except trying to find a position that didn't hurt my back, be it
sitting, standing or laying. I had gotten into the habit of only wearing a
robe at home and spent a lot of time either laying on the sofa or sitting in a
'lay-z-boy' love seat (double recliner) in my living room. I was asleep in
the recliner with a blanket over me when my doorbell rang at 6:12 p.m.
and after waking and realizing who it probably was just stayed where I
was and yelled, "Come on in Beth the door is unlocked."
Beth came in and was wearing a long coat, "Hi Jim, how you doing?"
Without looking up I replied, "About the same..." "Take off you coat and
stay awhile..."
I no more than got that out of my mouth, when I did look over at her and
she was taking the coat off. Beth was wearing a sexy little exercise outfit
consisting of a white "crop top" T-shirt and Red nylon running shorts, the
kind with the split on the side that runs up to the waist band, and tennis
shoes with white athletic socks. She was not wearing a bra, because her
nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton material and were
likewise clearly erect. After looking at her firm little body, I was erect
also, but fortunately it was under the blanket.
Beth came over to where I was sitting and leaned over the arm of the
recliner and brushed my hair back with her fingers then lightly stroked my
cheek.
"You look comfortable, does the other side of that recline too?"
"Yes... It's a double recliner."
Without saying anything more, she walked around my feet and sat down
beside me, then moved her half of the seat back until we were side-by-
side. Then she turned on her side facing me and moved her head over
towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. Then rolled further until she
was laying partially over me with her chin resting on my chest and her
pretty blue eyes gazing into mine.
"Hi!" she said with a big smile on her face.
"Hi, yourself!" I replied and gathered her head with my hands, her short
blonde hair was like silk, and I moved her a little higher so that her
forehead was even with my lips and gently kissed her. She turned her
head in and kissed my neck as I ran my hands over the firm muscles of her
back and shoulders under the crop top and hugged her to me.
"You feel wonderful" I whispered in her ear and she gave a little giggle
and burroughed her body closer to mine, moving her hands under her and
inside my robe, stroking my sides and chest. "That's nice.." I said and
continued to massage her shoulders. "Let me sit up a little," I said and
moved the recliner into a more vertical position, This put her on her left
side laying across my lap with her head resting in the crook of my right
arm and I moved my left hand to the small of her back and then downward
onto her firm backside. Beth just snuggled into me and said " This is
NICE!" then kissed my chest through the open spot in my robe.
For the next hour we just sat there cuddling each other, gently stroking
and whispering, my left hand roamed freely over her ass under the loose
legs of her shorts and I knew she could feel my hard cock pressing up
through the blanket into her side.
I stroked her thighs and soon slid my hand up the front of her shorts and
lightly brought my fingers over her pussy. Then withdrew my hand and
pulled her shorts down to her knees, then off. Her pubic area was almost
hairless, the lips were bare, with just a little tuff of blonde hair above her
slit. It reminded me of some of the 12 and 13 year olds I had seen as a
boy. Her little pussy was just beautiful and I told her so as I lightly slid 3
fingers across the surface of it. As I moved my hand down, I let the outer
lips pass between my fingers and the center finger rubbed directly across
the hood of her clit. She was very wet and I continued down until the
finger tip was poised at her opening and then gently moved my finger into
her tight canal until it was fully inserted. Her breathing was fast and her
chest was heaving as I slowly moved my finger in and out and rubbed her
clitoris. Deep moaning sounds came from her throat and when she tilted
her head back, I kissed her deeply. Her hips moved in synchronization
with my hand and after a short while her body stiffened, then relaxed as a
guttural sound passed from her mouth to mine.
I moved my hand up over her smooth belly and continued northward onto
her chest. Then moved her outward from my body and pulled her crop top
up and off over her head. Beth immediately crossed her arms over her
small breasts and with my right arm again around her shoulders, I
whispered to her...
"Beth... don't hide your breasts from me, you are beautiful... you have
nothing to be ashamed of..."
"They're so small... she whined... I look like a boy."
"Not to me you don't... move your hands... that's it," and when her right
nipple cleared, I immediately leaned forward and sucked it into my mouth.
It was already hard but after I stroked it with my tongue and gently nipped
it, it seemed to grow and get even harder. Beth dropped both her hands
giving me free access to her firm little "A" cup breasts. I alternated
massaging and sucking first one then the other, then laid her back against
me so that her back was against my chest and I had both hands around her
and on her breasts.
"I think I'll teach you a massage technique that I know they don't teach in
Physical Therapy," I said into her ear. "It's called a nipple massage," I
continued and she giggled. Now the way this is done is to take the tip of
your little finger and just very lightly touch the tip of the nipple; now very
slowly move your hand so that the nipple drags along the bottom side of
the finger and back, to the base of the palm; now forward and out to the
end of the ring finger and back to the base of the palm; now forward and
out the middle finger... "God! It's on FIRE!" she squealed as my fingers
continued their slow trek across her right nipple. I then gave her left
nipple the same treatment and by the time I got to my left index finger she
was squirming all over and begging me to suck on them. Instead, I
pinched both nipple at the same time and pulled outward on the tender
flesh... Beth stiffened, "I'm, I'm CUMMING!" and she did, her body
spasming hard then relaxing. I turned her back toward me and she rested
with her still hard nipples rubbing against my chest. "I didn't know it was
possible to cum from just touching my nipples," she whispered then kissed
my neck and chest.
"Now I want to do something for you," she whispered as she moved off of
my lap and pulled the blanket from me and opened my robe, revealing my
hard cock. Beth then moved to a squatting position, with her feet on either
side of me and her knees just outside my shoulders. Holding onto the top
of the chair back with her left hand, she reached under herself with her
right and guided my cock to her love hole. I could feel the heat radiating
from her as she slid the head of my cock between the lips of her small cunt
and when she had me positioned directly below her, she lowered herself
onto me in one smooth movement downward. It felt like her pussy was
sucking me in and when I looked down between us I could see her small
lips stretched wide and pressed against my groin. Beth was incredibly
tight and the internal muscles ripped along my cock, yet neither of us were
moving at all.
Beth then placed both hands on the back of the seat and using it as a
leverage point, pulled herself up to where only the head of my cock
remained inside, then lowered herself back down until flesh met flesh.
She started this rocking in a steady motion and I stroked her entire body
while she pumped us. Positioned as she was, the only part of her I
couldn't reach was her hands and her feet, but her smooth thighs, ass, side,
back and breasts were right there and accessible. She increased speed and
was soon covered with a thin coating of sweat as she worked out on my
pole and was moaning and sighing with each up and down motion. When
she came, her internal muscles clamped like a fist and I was no longer able
to hold back as they milked me dry. Beth collapsed on to my lap and I
pulled her to me and tilted the chair back, this put her weight onto my
chest and her legs which were now tucked inside my arms and against my
sides. I continued stroking her body as she lay atop me and tried to
recover her normal breathing. Her back was soaked with sweat and I
could feel our sex juices draining from her onto my belly as we both tried
to recover.
After a while, Beth slid her legs downward and this placed her wet crotch
just above my dick, "Oh.. I've got you all wet down there..."
"Missy, you can get me wet down there ANYTIME you want,
ANYWHERE you want!" Then kissed her.
Just then my chime clock sounded and Beth was up like a shot. "Shit! It's
8:00, I've got to get home quick or my roommate will be wondering what
happened to me."
Beth quickly put her shorts and crop top back on and then bending over
the arm of the chair, kissed me goodbye and was headed for the door.
"See you in the morning!" and was gone.
That night, I had NO Trouble at all sleeping!
Physical Therapy - Day Four
I arrived at the usual time and was met by Beth at the reception desk and
she escorted me to one of the regular treatment booths. During the
massage, Lisa stuck her head through the curtains and then later returned
with another student, a small oriental girl (sorry but she looked like a 10
year old so it's hard to think of her as a woman) who she introduced as
'Lin May'. Lisa described the techniques Beth was using while Beth
worked on me and then had Lin take over and finish the massage. I still
don't know how such a tiny woman could exert as much pressure as she
did. Lin was about 4'8" and at most 85 lbs and tiny in all regards. She
was small enough that she used a step stool in order to get high enough
and to get her hands in the correct positions and used her entire body
weight it seemed at points.
With the massage done, Lisa then told the girls to put me through the
exercises and that she would be back later. Once again, I am doing the
exercises completely nude in front of a new woman (Lin; I was no longer
embarrassed about being naked in front of Beth and Lisa) and about half
way through, Beth grabbed her favorite handle to keep me from moving
my hips, which again turned hard. After a few minutes, Beth asked Lin if
she wanted to take over and there was an immediate switch over and I felt
Lin's tiny fingers wrap around my pole. Her hand was still covered with
the massage lubricant and consequently, when I changed positions, my
cock would slip through her warm hand, and without trying I found myself
jacking off just by doing the exercises.
"Not Move!" Lin said to me and clamped down hard on my dick. "Not
move hips... Keep still!"
"I'm TRYING to keep them still," I replied, "but switching knees causes
me to move..."
Lin Moved from the side to behind me and reached between my legs and
again grabbed hold of my cock and pulled down. I groaned, then she put
her other hand on my ass with her fingers spread and two of them down
into the crack. "Continue!"
I started again, and found almost immediately, that when I raised my leg,
her fingertip pressed against my asshole and this sent a little jolt like an
electric shock through me. Each repetition, again pressed my hole against
her finger, which was still covered with lube and after about six or seven, I
found myself at full extension with her finger buried to the knuckle up
inside my ass. Again I groaned and Beth asked what was the matter. "Her
finger," I replied and Beth who had not seen what was going on behind,
moved to where she could, then giggled.
"Move down onto your forearms and knees," Beth instructed, and I
gratefully fell forward as directed. Lin kept her finger buried, then gently
rotated it around and started a slow in and out movement. Soon she added
a second finger, while still holding my cock. I couldn't move my hips in
this position (due to the back problem) and she wasn't moving her hand on
my cock. So I just lay there getting a prostate massage and no relief.
After a couple more minutes of this, Beth told Lin that was all and she
could leave. Lin extracted her hand from me and released my cock.
When she was gone, Beth cleaned up my ass and helped me off of the
table. Then, while holding my stiff cock, gave me a brief kiss and said she
would stop over that evening to take care of the rest of my 'treatment.'
That evening, I was up when Beth came to the door and when I opened it,
she immediately stepped forward, opened my robe and hugged me running
her hands up my bare back and over my ass.
"Uh, Beth, don't you think we should move inside first?" as she was
pulling the robe down off of my shoulders.
Beth giggled and shoved me backwards into the room then quickly closed
the door behind her. She then opened her coat and I could see the same
exercise outfit she had worn the previous evening, only this time it was
damp with sweat.
"I just got done with my aerobics class," she said and then guiding me
backwards added, "Where is the shower? I need one."
I took her into the bathroom, and in a flash she was stripped with her firm
little behind pointed directly at me. Her pussy lips were clearly visible
between her legs and the muscles in her thighs and back were tight and
rippled as she moved.
"I gave a soft whistle," as I stood in doorway looking at her sweet little
behind and she looked over her shoulder, smiling and said, "Like what you
see?"
"Like is not the proper word, "LOVE" is the word I think!"
With that she gave her butt a wiggle and giggled again. (I use the word
'butt' because with her small body and slim hips, from the back she looks
more like a young boy than a woman... Not that I'm complaining, because
I'm certainly NOT!)
"In the shower, mister, we are going to take one together!" She then
grabbed my hand and into the warm spray we went.
Beth, soaped up her hands and worked them all over me, massaging as she
went; I soon was hard and my boner pressed into the soft skin of her belly.
"Keep that thought! I want that just the way it is!" she giggled as she
gently stroked my pole.
"Do me!" she said as she turned her back to me and I proceeded to
reciprocate, massaging her firm young muscles as I washed her lovely
body. Her skin was pale and almost clear, I could see the underlying
blood vessels in a number of places as little blue lines crossing just under
the skin. It was also smooth as silk, with almost no hair anywhere. I
reached around her and soaped her front side, making long strokes from
shoulder to hip, gently working her small breasts, until her nipples stood
out firm and hard. Then reached down between her legs and firmly
washed her crotch, she turned towards me, riding on my hand and leaned
her head into my shoulder as my fingers worked her and I used my other
hand to caress her backside as she pressed her cunt into my right hand.
"Yes... Yes... Yes..." she kept murmuring as I worked my fingers over her
clitoris, outer and inner lips. She held on tightly and had her head thrown
back, baring her neck, which I kissed and licked, then worked my mouth
up to her lips and kissed her deeply, her hips were thrusting against my
hand and then I felt her pause and stiffen, then collapse against me on
wobbly feet. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her to me and we
just stood there for a while with the warm spray washing down over us.
After about 10 minutes, we finished rinsing and, got out of the shower and
dried each other off. Then she grabbed hold of my still hard cock and lead
me back to the living room and down onto the double recliner.
Beth, then climbed onto my lap and pulled the blanket which was laying
on the other side over us and curled up against me. "This is nice," she
whispered, "I could stay right here forever."
I held her and gently caressed her lethal body under the blanket, "You can
stay as long as you want Missy."
The name 'Missy' was like a trigger, she immediately, shifted positions so
that she was straddling me and after positioning my cock, sat down on it in
a single stroke. Then gently rocked her body back and forth in a slow
sensual fucking motion, her cunt muscles grabbed hold of me and milked
me with every movement, I came after about 35 strokes and she just
stayed on top of me with my soft dick in her pussy and rested with her
head on my shoulder and my hands stroking her sides, back and ass.
In about 10 minutes, my soft cock still inside her again got hard, and she
started moving again, very slowly, with deliberate strokes. This time I
lasted for about forty minutes and we both came hard, then relaxed and
cuddled for another hour, enjoying the glow from each others bodies.
At about 9:00 we got up and took another shower and this time Beth said
she had to go. Her workout outfit was still wet, so I offered her a large t-
shirt which fit her like a dress and she left wearing it (and nothing else)
under her jacket, with her shorts and crop top under her arm.
For the next two weeks, I reported daily for my therapy, two days per
week, Lisa would handle the treatment, the other three days, Beth handled
it. Lisa would usually have one of the other students with her, but Beth
always worked alone, unless Lisa "dumped another student on her." Three
days per week Beth would come to the house and spend the evening
sitting on my lap and making love to me always in a slow and gentle
manner (knowing that I was not able to do many of the normal positions)
usually with her on top and riding herself and me to several orgasms each.
After the second time, we moved to the bedroom and I enjoyed eating her
young pussy every time she came over after that. In the chair there was
just no way for me to bend to where I could reach her with my mouth,
without killing myself.
The third week, Beth showed up one evening with her roommate, Jennifer.
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Medical Adventures or Female Domination in the Field of Medicine
Part IV
Chapter 7 - Beth and Jennifer
It was a Wednesday evening and as usual I was sitting in my recliner
watching the evening news, when Beth rang the door bell. Knowing that
she was coming over, I just yelled that the door was open and for her to
come on in, my attention was focused on the news program.
Shortly, Beth appeared and to my shock was accompanied by another
woman, who appeared to be in her mid 20's, about 5-8 and a little heavy.
Not fat but "plump" looking. She had straight dark brown hair which was
currently tied back in a pony tail and was wearing an all white pants suit
like a nurses uniform.
"Hi Jim," called Beth as she entered, "Uh Jim, I want you to meet my
roommate... This is Jennifer."
"So this is the dastardly roommate, Beth is always worried about when she
stays late," I said with a smile.
"Hi Jim, glad to meet you, Beth has told me a lot about you," she then
paused and continued, "You mean this little Twerp has been using ME as
an excuse to run off and leave you? I don't care what she does, I just
asked her to call me if she was altering her schedule greatly, so I wouldn't
worry about her."
"Soooo Beth, Nowww we know you REALLY didn't have to leave, just
call eh..." I kidded her. Beth turned red with blush and Jennifer thought it
was hilarious.
"Oh Beth lighten up and come over her," I offered and the small girl
moved over beside me and I sat her down on the arm of the chair and ran
my right hand up along her spine, while taking her left hand in my left
hand and kissed it lightly. "Just kidding Missy, Just kidding..."
Beth took my hand and held it between hers, then shifted so that she was
looking at me.
"Jim... uh, Jennifer has a problem, and, and I thought you could help
her..."
I looked over at Jennifer and she was now the one who was turning red
and had her eyes downcast. "You know I will, If I can, Missy, What's the
problem?"
Beth got up and went over to her roommate and guided her to a standing
position beside the chair, then stood beside her with her right arm around
the larger woman.
"Jennifer's boyfriend split about six months ago and, and well, she hasn't
had any since he left..." "I... I thought maybe, you and she... could .... you
know!"
"Well I don't know. Is that what you want Jennifer?" The woman
trembled and turned her head away from me. She looked like she was
about ready to run.
"Jennifer... YOU KNOW YOU DO!" Beth almost shouted.
"Jennifer... Jennifer, look at me," I said in as calm and soothing a voice as
I could muster, "Would you like to make love, Jennifer?"
"yes" was the whispered reply.
"Then get undressed and come here," I gently proposed.
Immediately, Beth started unbuttoning Jennifer's top and quickly had it
off, then pulled down on her elastic waist band pulling both pants and
panties down in one movement. Jennifer had a lush bush covering her
womanhood and while I gazed at it, Beth was stripping the woman of her
camisole and bra. Jennifer was a little overweight, which was visible as
heavier arms, shoulders, thighs and a rounded belly, but still well within
the bounds of acceptable to my taste. Her breasts were a firm full B Cup
plus but not quite a C cup and tipped by dark brown nipples which were
stiffening as I watched.
I took her hand and guided her to a sitting position on my lap, then gently
stroked her face and neck and reached up and removed the rubber band
from her hair, allowing it to fall down, caressing her shoulders. Jennifer
was scared and her whole body trembled, so I pulled her to me and gently
kissed her forehead, cheeks, neck and then mouth as I encircled her
shoulders with my arm. She responded and moved so that her breasts
brushed against me and I began stroking the rest of her body. When I
cupped her right breast in my hand, and gave it a light squeeze it was like
a shock passing through her. She dove on my mouth and kissed me for all
she was worth. I was gasping when she finally broke for air.
Mean while, little Beth had stripped and was between my legs, sucking
my cock to a hard erection.
"Ladies, let's move to the bedroom, I can't do much in this chair," I
offered.
Both women helped me up and we went arm in arm to the bedroom, where
I had Jennifer lay down and I proceeded to explore her pussy with my
tongue through three quick orgasms. The first was almost immediate
when I flicked my tongue over her clitoris, the second while I explored the
space between her inner and outer lips and the third as I sucked directly on
her hole with my tongue buried as far inside as I could get it.
"God it had been soooo... long," Jennifer almost cried.
"Jennifer, with my back problem you are going to have to be on top..." I
suggested.
"On Top! I've never gotten to do it that way, my, my boyfriends always
used the missionary or doggy positions... course they never licked me
down there (almost whispered)... I... I won't hurt you will I? I know I
weigh more than I should, and... and I don't want to hurt you..."
"Jenny, quit worrying and just straddle my hips, then do what feels good
to you."
Soon Jennifer was impaled on my cock and working herself towards an
orgasm. Beth, was sitting on her knees beside us and when I looked at her
she was smiling and then moved so that she was straddling my head, her
beautiful young pussy poised above my mouth.
"Eat me slave!"
"Yes Missy..." before I could say more, her body was grinding away on
my face, her thighs locked around my head.
I don't know how many times the women came, I was in heaven and they
switched several times. I came three times, and was covered with pussy
juice from my head to my knees. By the time they were done, I was
exhausted and only vaguely remember them cleaning me with a
washcloth, I slept continuously that night and was almost late for my
appointment the next day.
For the balance of my Physical Therapy, Beth and Jennifer visited me.
Beth, usually 3 times per week and Jennifer once or twice, but never again
together. At the end of the 5 weeks, I was scheduled to return to the
surgeons office for my followup. On the last day, Lisa and Beth did an
entire evaluation similar to the one on the first day.
"It's not any better, is it Jim," asked Lisa.
"No, I feel better for an hour or two after the treatment, then the pain
comes back and I have to take the pills.
"Well Jim, we've done everything we can for you, but it didn't work... they
will probably have to operate." said Lisa.
"Ladies, I want to thank you for trying, and ..." before I could say more,
both came to where I was sitting and hugged me, then each gave me a
deep kiss.
"Good Luck Jim, we have to go now, we have a patient waiting..."
and they walked out of the office.
Chapter 8 Back to the Surgeon and the Hospital
The following morning, I reported back to the surgeon's office and as
usual was told by the nurse to strip and put on a gown. (Note: I have
come to the conclusion that doctors and nurses can't talk to someone with
clothes on; stripping the patient makes them vunerable and gives the
medical person a dominant position.)
After the exam, the Doctor decided that (1) I needed surgery, (2) He was
going to put me in traction for the next week due to the amount of
medication currently needed to keep the pain levels short of crippling, and
(3) He would arrange for the second opinion while I was in the Hospital.
I was admitted to XXSU hospital immediately following the exam and
taken to a room in the orthapedic wing. Now, I don't know who thought
up the idea of traction but I am sure that they were a bondage enthuiast. A
belt is placed under the arms attached to cables which are anchored at the
head of the bed, then leather cuffs are attached to the ankles which are
attached to cables running up over a metal framework and weights
attached. A second belt is placed low on the hips and it's cables pull
towards the foot of the bed. In short, you are placed in a contraption
reminicent of "the rack" and I am sure that Torquemada the grand
inquisitor of the Spannish inquision would have immediately recognized
and appreciated it.
Additionally, after spending the past 2 months on high powered pain
killers, I was suddenly cutoff "cold turkey" with the explanation "this will
reduce your tollerance so that when you need them after the surgery they
will be more effective."
Needless to say, I was not in the best of moods for the next couple of
days... and if that wasn't enough, the head nurse on the floor could be best
described as an ex-marine drill sergeant and bitch-goddess of the West all
rolled up into a 250 lb. lump of nasty. As far as she was concerned, I was
a piece of meat, generally to be ignored, and without any feelings needing
consideration.
After the first 24 hours of no pain drugs I was wringing wet, in
considerable pain especially where the traction belts were secured and my
back muscles were in almost constant spasms. My pleas for her to check
with the doctor about getting some muscle relaxants were ignored, even
though I knew that the medical order only said to elliminate the pain
medication.
Another 24 hours pass and No matter what I wanted or needed it was a
"forget it" situation. Including when I asked for a urinal or bedpan and it
was denied. Having ignored my repeated requests for a urinal or bedpan, I
eventually pissed the bed and then she got mad that I had made a mess.
She screamed and yelled for 15 minutes about it and I had no choice but to
listen. When she was done, she just stood there glaring at me with her
fists balled up.
"Maybe the next time I ask for a urinal you won't ignore it," I hissed in
reply and she stomped out of the door.
About 20 minutes later, two student nurses and an male nurse arrived with
clean sheets. The male nurse instructed the students on how to remove
and replace the wet bedding while I was secured in traction. He told me to
grab onto the rail above my head and adjusted the weights hooked to my
ankles and before I knew what was going on, I was suspended about 6"
over the bed by the cables attached to my torso and ankles.
He then removed the gown and pulled the sheets from under me leaving
me hanging there completely nude.
"OK ladies, he is going to need a bath and while you are at it, he has
surgery next monday, so we might as well shave him now so that it will go
quicker on Sunday when we have fewer staff. I have to go check on the
rest of my patients, can you handle this?"
"Sure Bill no problem!"
When he left, the two student nurses approached and both made no
pretense of anthing other than that they were surveying my fully exposed
body. "Let's get him washed up," said the one; a good looking brunette,
about 20 years old and about 5-6 and slim.
"I'll get the stuff," replied the other who looked younger, 18 at most I
guessed and a petite 5-1 or 5-2, with shiny black hair.
In short order, they were washing me from head to toe and the feel of their
hands working on my body had the predictable effect of getting me hard.
I just hung there with my eyes closed, enjoying the bath, until I heard the
shorter one giggle. Opening one eye, I saw her staring at my hard cock
with a big grin on her face.
"Not bad," whispered the brunette and they both giggled again.
"All done with the bath Mr. ... " as she realized she didn't know my name.
"Jim" I filled in for her.
"All done with the bath Jim, now we have to shave you for surgery."
"Whatever," I replied. Hanging there suspended, there wasn't anything I
could do about it so I just decided to go with the flow.
"How do we get at his back?" one of them asked. "I'll get Nurse Jones."
was the reply (Shit! I thought the battle ax bitch!)
Shortly the younger student returned with the head nurse. "Got him
trussed up GOOD I see!" "Why don't you go and get the other students
and I'll show all of you at once how to work the hardware." Both students
left to round up the others.
"Well STUD I see the girls got you excited," she sarcastically remarked as
she smirked at me. Flicking my cock with her finger, "We'll make sure all
the sweet young things see your puny little cock and everything else while
we are at it."
A couple of minutes later, the room was full of at least a dozen student
nurses all in the 18-21 age bracket and representing just about every
physical type and race.
"Listen up ladies, this patient is scheduled for back surgery next Monday,
and Billy will not have time on Sunday to do a full shave, so Amy and
Judi are going to do it today, so that Billy will only have to do a touchup
on Sunday." She then launched into a description of how the traction
hardware worked which I ignored. All I could see was a room full of
young women surrounding my nude body, many of whom were staring at
my equipment rather than the bed's equipment.
"Cross your arms on that bar Bucco," the head nurse directed at me, "I
said cross your arms!" This got my attention and I re-gripped the bar over
head. She then did something which brought my feet together and then
reached across me to my hip and rotated my suspended body so that I was
now hanging face down; <clank> and my feet were now spread wide to
the corners of the bed stabelizing my face down position. "Ok did
everybody see how that was done? Good! Amy, Judy and Leslie you help
them... I want everything from this belt down shaved on both sides... So
let's get to it..."
"The rest of you come with me and we will learn about numatic beds and
check back on these 3 later."
The Head Nurse Ms. Jones and the students left the room at that point,
leaving me with the two who had washed me (Amy the smaller girl and
Judy the brunette) along with Leslie a tall slim black girl. Leslie
immediately took charge. "You two work on his legs and I'll start here
and work down."
As they spread (what I supposed was) shaving gel over my legs and back,
I asked, "Why are you shaving my legs, they are operating on my back?"
"First, because Nurse Jones told us to," replied Amy and "Second, because
you will be wearing surgical stockings after the operation; kind of like
VERY tight thigh-hi stockings and they will be MUCH more comfortable
if you don't have hair on your legs."
"And the front side has to be shaved," added the black girl, "so that no
germs can hide in that nasty hair near the bandages or wound site."
My back was done quickly as I have almost no hair on my chest or back
anyway, but Amy and Judy were spending considerable time on my legs.
Mean while, Leslie was spreading the gel on my ass and her fingers were
gliding up and down the crack to the base of my balls. Her razor was soon
removing the hair from my butt and after she had scraped the sides she
stopped.
"Amy, could you pull his cheeks apart so I can get down inside?"
"Sure Les..."
Hands gripped the muscles of my ass and spread them wide and now the
sharp blade was removing every hair from the crack and around my
asshole down to the base where my scrotum starts.
The gel made my skin slippery and once, I felt a fingertip enter my
backside, all of this handling had my cock hard again and it's tip was just
brushing the bed below me.
"ALL Done, let's turn him back over," Leslie ruled.
<clank> feet together, rotate
<clank> feet stretched wide apart, face up, cock pointed up.
"OK Back to work!"
Amy was again working on my left leg as Judy worked on the right.
Leslie spread gel on my chest and quickly removed the few hairs there,
then spread gel from my stomach downward until her fingers were
spreading it on and around my stiff cock, then onto my balls. She looked
me in the eyes and smiled as she massaged the gel into my groin and
stroked my cock until it twitched.
Then out came the blade and she quickly stripped by stomach area, then
move downward. In a flash, all of the pubic hair above my cock was
gone, before she paused. Holding my shaft at the head, she gently passed
the blade down it's sides then on down where the sack meets the tighter
skin of the groin.
At this point, Amy and Judy put some slack in the cables then stretched
my legs wider apart, so that Leslie could get easy access to my balls.
Gripping the slacker skin between thumb and finger with one hand she
pulled it tight then carefully scraped it clean, this was repeated again and
again at different angles until she was satisfied that she had gotten it all.
Her gel covered hand then cupped my balls and gently massaged them
again, as she looked to my face and smiled.
Amy and Judy reset the traction and I was again suspended and stretched
wide. All three girls got washcloths and proceeded to wash all the areas
they had shaved, then patted it dry and rubbed it with a cream of some
kind. All three took the opportunity to cream coat my cock and balls and
twice, fingers were fully buried up my ass. I just hung there, eyes closed
and moaning as they worked on my body. Unfortunately, they didn't
finish the job.
As they spread the clean sheets out below me, Nurse Jones and the other
student nurses returned.
"Well Stud, I see that they got rid of all that nasty hair," the head nurse
gloated, "Smooth as a baby's ass, just the way it should be."
The nurse then ignored me and checked the bedding to make sure that it
was placed properly, then told the students to lower me onto the bed. I
should note that in traction, "onto" means just barely touching, since you
are stretched on their torture device. A single sheet was then placed over
me and the show moved off elsewhere.
Later that night, I awoke to the feel of a warm toungue swirling around the
head of my cock. I could make out a white uniform dress bending over
me but the room was dark and I couldn't see who was sucking me.
Whoever, it was, I was getting a first class blowjob, as the mouth worked
feverishly on my cock and a hand gently massaged my balls.
When I came, it felt like I was pumping gallons of cum, but the mouth just
kept sucking until there was no more to pump.
"Leslie?" I asked
"Yes Jim, I figured I owed you that after leaving you stiff this afternoon.
Besides, I've never done a shaved cock before..."
"All I can say is thank you!, I've never felt it that good before..."
"My pleasure sir!" and the tall black girl leaned over and kissed me. Then
have me a quick squeeze on the cock and was gone. Neither, of us ever
mentioned it again, and I sometimes wonder whether it really happened or
was a dream.....
Chapter 9 Mid Week (In Traction)
It's now Wednesday of my week on the rack and I am frequently breaking
out in cold sweats from the withdrawal of the pain medications. My chest,
ankles and hips are raw from the pull of the traction straps and my entire
body feels like it should be 7' long from the constant pull of the weights
for 2 1/2 days.
After my midnight blowjob from Leslie, I paid more attention to her when
she had occasion to be in my room. As noted before, Leslie was a tall
slim Black woman, probably about 22 years old. What I had failed to
notice before (probably due to pain and drug side effects) was, how
beautiful she was and that she spoke with a somewhat foreign accent. Her
skin was coal black with a kind of lustre to it that I can't find the right
words to describe. Her hips were wide and her breasts large (looked to be
about a 38-C) but on her large frame looked just right. It turned out that
she was indeed a foreign student from Nigeria and was engaged to marry a
PHD candidate in Chemistry. At any rate, I sure enjoyed that headjob
(assuming it really happened, and I'm still not 100% sure it did). The only
doubt I have about it is that her demeanor was 100% professional from the
next morning on, not even any more groping of my balls like the day
before. Oh Well!...
Amy and Judy it seemed were my assigned student nurses under the
direction of Head (Ball Buster) Nurse Jones. Both were very nice to me
and really tried hard to make sure I was as comfortable as possible given
the circumstances. The only bright spot of my days was my daily sponge
bath and rubdown from these two lovely young ladies. The feel of their
hands on my now hairless body was enough to make be forget the pain for
a while and especially the feel of my hairless crotch being handled by
them. Unfortunately, I got no relief from them; they would work me over
until I was hard as rock, then the "procedure" was over. <shit>
Late Wednesday, the Surgeon stopped in to check on me and conducted an
exam. Shortly the "Second Opinion" Surgeon arrived and also examined
me. My X-rays and MRI films were put on the lightboxes on the wall and
the two discussed my case. They then left for a while and came back with
their verdict. "Jim, you have a ruptured disk at the L-4, L-5 section of
your back that is causing your problem; It has to come out or you could
end up with permanent damage. You have another adjacent disk which is
herniated but not ruptured at L-3, L-4 but in our opinion it can stay, but
we can't say for sure until we get in there and look at it. Either way, the L-
4, L-5 one has got to go, it is pressing on the nerves and will damage
them."
I had been expecting this so it was no big shock. "Do what you have to
do," I replied, "Just get rid of the pain and get me going again."
"Jim, we can't guarantee that you will not have pain even after the
operation... It depends on how much damage has already been done to the
nerves. It will however, stop the spasms and get you up and around again;
do you still want to go ahead."
"Yes!"
My operation was confirmed for 6:00am on Monday, it was now just a
matter of waiting until then. What I didn't know, (because I couldn't see
them) was that the doctors left my X-rays and MRI's on the wall mounted
boxes when they left.
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Medical Adventures or Female Domination in the Field of Medicine
Part V
For the rest of that day and most of Thursday, there was a seeming
constant flow of student nurses just inside the door to my room (where I
couldn't see them). The only reason I know they came and went was that I
could hear semi-whispered phrases like "God look at that!" followed by
giggles and then quick footsteps out the door and sometimes laughter in
the hallway.
Late on Thursday Beth and her roommate Jennifer stopped in to visit.
"Hi Jim, advertising your wares?" asked Jennifer.
"What are you talking about?"
"Your MRI's by the door dummy."
"Oh shit! You got to be kidding me! Take them down and bring them
over here please."
Jennifer walked around the corner and came back immediately carrying 3
MRI films and a big envelope. "These were on the viewer," she said as
she handed them to me.
(You got it; one of them was the MRI sheet showing my hard cock in
perfect profile)
"Well that explains why all the traffic at the door," I sighed. As I put the
films in the envelope and placed in between the bed and the nightstand.
"But they did look DELICIOUS," said Jennifer with a chuckle, "Almost
good enough to eat!"
"You ought to know!" I replied with a smile on my face. Which brought a
blush to her's.
"So how you getting along big guy," interjected Beth my cute little
Physical Therapist.
"Like a victim of the Inquisition, stretched on the rack, and itching all over
where they shaved me..."
"Shaved you?"
"Yea"
"Can I see?"
"Why not, you've seen it all before."
Beth then lifted the sheet and peeked underneath, "OOH I LIKE IT!" she
squealed.
"Let ME see," said Jennifer as she elbowed her way in beside Beth, "OH
YES, I KNOW COULD EAT THAT!"
"Promises, Promises, all I get is promises..." I ventured.
Beth and Jennifer had a quick whispered conference and Beth headed for
the door while Jennifer pulled down the sheet. Jennifer leaned over me
and slowly traced her tongue along the top of my cock as her left hand
cupped my hairless balls and gently massaged them. In nothing flat, I was
hard and she licked every part of my exposed groin, then went to work in
ernest on sucking my pole. It was more than I could take, the feel of her
tongue on that bare flesh which was twice as sensitive as usual, resulted in
me quickly filling her mouth with my cum and she just kept on sucking.
When I went soft, she stood and leaning over my face kissed me full on
the mouth; I could taste my own juice on her lips as our tongues dipped
back and forth in each others mouths.
Jennifer then broke off the kissing and went to the door and Beth returned
without her. Beth immediately reached for my hairless cock and balls and
began working them while she kissed my face, neck, and mouth.
"Ummm, I REALLY like the feel without all that hair," she purred into
my ear, "I think you should keep it that way..." At this point my just used
cock was coming back to life and she immediately moved downward. I
closed my eyes as she closed her mouth over my shaft and I savored the
great feeling as she worked me full length into her mouth and down her
throat. When I looked down, I saw the most beautiful sight. Little Beth,
with her mouth full of my cock, and her big blue eyes looking directly up
my body at me as she sucked for all she was worth and moved up and
down the shaft. In short order I came and she just kept on sucking and
swallowing, until there was no more to get and I was starting to go soft.
She then released me from her mouth and moved back up to kiss me on
the lips. I stroked her buns as we kissed, but being tied to the bed, I
couldn't do anything more.
Beth went back out and got Jennifer and we talked for a while, about how
they were doing and I filled them in on my upcoming operation. They
said they had to go, but that they would try to stop back before Monday,
and definitely would be in to see me after the operation.
I rested better that night than any other that week.
Friday, brought a stream of nurses and women technicians through the
room, to perform one thing or another each of whom, managed to off
handedly mention my MRI pictures and how they were, "cute; interesting,
unusual, etc." All I could do was turn red and try to ignore them.
Also on Friday, Head Nurse Jones arrived again with her troop of a dozen
students and after checking me over decided that some hairs were starting
to reappear and that I needed shaved again. This time, I was shaved by
HER in front of the class and whereas Amy, Judy and Leslie had been
gentle, Head Bitch Jones was very rough and basically treated me like a
slab of meat.
Saturday and Sunday I finally got some rest from the parade through my
room, it seems that the nursing staff works 12 hour shifts on weekends and
on my ward at least, very few students were on duty. The Day nurse was
an older woman (mid-thirties) named Millie, with bright red hair cut short
and a "Motherly" approach to her job and Bill the male nurse who had
been on duty when I checked in was the Night nurse. Millie explained
that she and Bill worked 3, 12 hour days per week and got paid for 40
hours. She had small children and the schedule allowed her to be home
more, yet still receive full pay and benefits. Bill, she said, was going to
graduate school and the schedule allowed him to be free all week for
classes, plus he got reduced tuition as a full-time staff member.
Saturday, the doctor's secretary brought a pile of papers for me to sign:
Medical Power of Attorney, Living Will, Informed Consent Waiver, etc.
By the way, if you haven't had surgery lately, the paperwork alone will
scare the shit out of you. That Informed Consent form tells you about the
1-2% who never come out of anesthesia, the 1% who die on the table from
heart failure, the approx. 1% who have permanent brain damage as a result
of strokes resulting from blood clots passing into the blood stream, and a
mathematic prognosis for your successful survival of the surgery. Or how
about the 40/60 chance that you might end up paralysed for life. The
others have you designate who will make medical decisions for you while
you are out and until/or if you don't recover. Whether, you want measures
taken to prolong your life if you are brain dead or severely brain damaged,
etc. Wonderful reading for the day before you are about to have major
spinal surgery.
Up till then I had not been concerned about the implications of surgery, of
course, the only surgery I had ever had was to have my tonsils removed
when I was a kid. Now, I was worried. Late Saturday night I couldn't go
to sleep, and was laying there re-reading those forms for the 50th time.
That's when Bill came in on rounds...
"Hey guy, what are you still doing up?"
"Can't sleep, these forms..." and I visibly trembled.
Bill picked up one of the forms and looked it over; "Man their sense of
timing sure sucks, doesn't it." he offered.
"I'll be straight with you Bill, I wasn't worried until they brought this shit
in today.... Now, Now I'm getting scared ..."
"Hey man don't let that crap get too you, yeah it's true that around 1 out of
a hundred don't wake up from the table, but that's based on the total
number of operations. Hell, some of those were all but dead when they
put them under and it also includes accident victims, and old farts and
those so out of shape that their systems couldn't take the strain of the
surgery. Your chances are more like 1 in 10,000 guy, your young and
strong and don't have any problems other than that disk. Shit, I'd bet those
odds any day."
"Well why doesn't it say that?"
"That's legal bullshit to cover their asses man; if they don't give you the
stats and something goes wrong, then you or your family can sue the shit
out of them. Like I said, don't worry man, you'll do fine. Besides, you
don't want to disappoint all those little student nurses who are lining up to
put the make on you when you get back on your feet do you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You teach self-defense and martial arts at the rec. building don't you?"
"Yea, but not last term or this, due to my back..."
"Hell man, you are the talk of the whole School of Nursing. You, my man
have been deemed a hunk, a prime marital candidate, AND winner of the
all-time sexiest X-Ray/MRI contest. Once you are back on your feet, your
classes will be filled with young pussy that already knows what you have
and are after it; think THAT one over!"
"You mean?"
"I mean copies of a certain MRI are circulating all over the School of
Nursing and through half the hospital female staff..."
"Now give me that paperwork, and get to sleep, I'll check back in 30
minutes and if you are not asleep, I get my trusty little hypo and put you to
sleep. Understood?"
"Yep!" and I handed the papers to him as he reached for the light switch. I
apparently met his deadline since I don't remember getting any shot.
Epilogue
I had the operation and recovered quickly. During my recovery, Beth and
Jennifer both stopped over at my house about once per week each. Five
weeks later when I returned to work full-time, I was called to my
Department Chairman's office.
"Jim how do you feel about teaching evening classes?"
"I'm not to big on them, they sure knock hell out of my social life," I
replied.
"Oh, well I guess I'll have to call these people back and decline then..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well we got a couple of special requests for classes next quarter, one
from the School of Nursing and the other from the School of Allied
Medical Professions for Self Defense classes for their students; but ONLY
if YOU could teach them. They even forwarded pre-registration forms for
enough students to fill 5 classes, but two of them would have to be
evening classes."
Dr. G. handed me the paperwork and there before me were rosters for 5
classes of twenty students each (ALL WOMEN!!!) from the medical area.
A quick glance at the lists, showed a lot of names that looked familiar and
others I thought I recognized from my various treatments and proceedures.
"You say they specifically requested me to teach them?"
"No question about it; here look at the letter from the school of Nursing it
has a request letter attached from the Student Nurses Association, it has
you name in bold and underlined both! What the hell did you do while
you were getting your back fixed?"
"Just did what they told me," I replied, "and tried to get back on my feet as
quick as I could."
"Well when I called down there, the Dean told me she could keep your
classes full for the next couple of years; you must have impressed
someone down there."
"All I can say sir, is that I will do the best I can. Tell them I will take th
e
classes requested and any more they want in the future. I wouldn't want to
disappoint my fans, as they say in the music business..."
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Footnote: Billy was right!!!!!
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