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This afternoon had been in the planning stages for months. Now the day was finally at hand. It was really quite a unique opportunity. I was sitting behind a regular reception desk wearing a shirt, slacks and a white lab coat. I looked every bit the part of a doctor’s assistant and that was exactly the part I was to play. My friend and co-conspirator, Roger, a gynecologist, was in his office only a few feet away. The waiting room was empty. There were only two people expected today and only one patient.
Roger had known that this day would come for a number of years but my invitation was much more recent. Roger had long been a fan of the Master Chris stories and had noted my own interest in the submissive nature of a gynecological exam. We had made contact a couple of years before and had become instant friends.
Although we lived in different parts of the country, Roger and I often found the time to talk, making sure we kept up on each other’s exploits. I told him that I envied him his profession but he was quick to set me straight about that. In 99.9% of the visit, he assured me, I’d have really no interest in being there. Still, he said, every once in awhile there is a visit that makes it interesting. Roger also described to me the group he and his wife Jane had been a part of for almost ten years. There were currently four couples involved and they had regular parties once per month. The ages ranged from the late 20′s to early 40′s. All four women were very submissive and the men dominant. During the parties, explained Roger, the women might be instructed to perform for the group or they might switch submissive for the evening, giving each woman the chance to be dominated by someone new. (more…)
I was in hospital for a back complaint – nothing serious but something that required physiotherapy, and some pain-killing injections.
It wasn’t long before I began to suspect that one or two of the nurses were not lust simply treating me for my back, although at first I could not be sure and did not like to risk raising the matter with the physician or house doctor.
It was about the third day that it seemed to me that something a little out of the ordinary was happening to me at their hands.
Let me first, however, describe the nurses in question.
One of them stood out for she wore large round-rimmed glasses. She was tall, dark and not the sort to suffer fools gladly. Her colleague was fair, always wore the full nurse’s uniform, but with an extremely short skirt that showed everything. The tall, dark one turned out to be a Sister, while the other was a nurse. Their names – later found out – were Sister Henderson and Nurse Jorgensen. (more…)
We had made arrangements to meet when I was traveling through. We both agreed that no sex would occur, we would honor our commitments to our mates, however we would enjoy an enema session together. There would be no contact of body fluids, we both know we are clean in respect to disease, but this way there would be no reason to worry.
Contact was made and even though we had the entire afternoon, it was agreed upon that we would dispense with preliminaries, and utilize all available time for play. I had rented this motel room and made sure it was a suite that had a sitting area with a couch. I had fantasized of a glass-topped coffee table, but was unable to find one in all the motels in the area. The couch would make a good second choice, I moved it out to the center of the room under the ceiling fixture that would hold the bag.
With an agreed upon time of 1:00 PM, I filled the bag with hot water a few minutes before and hung it from the ceiling. The temperature would be too hot for immediate use, but by the time the preliminary preparations were over, it should be just right. (more…)
Linda’s birthday was coming up soon and Mike went made a lot of preparations to make this one very special. He knew of her secret desire to have an audience while being examined by a doctor. He recruited a couple of friends with the same interests as his own, friends that Linda had never met. He gave them their instructions and asked if they would be willing to play along. The both agreed with enthusiasm.
On the big day Mike woke Linda up after letting her sleep late. She rolled over and smiled up at him. He frowned and placed his hand upon her forehead. “I think you’re running a bit of a temp Baby” he whispered to her. He reached into the night stand and withdrew the rectal thermometer and jar of vaseline. He pulled back the covers, she was wearing only a pair of panties and T-shirt. He opened the vaseline and stuck the rectal thermometer into it. (more…)
Suzie had butterflies in her tummy as she anxiously waited for her 2nd date with Jay & wondered what surprises he would have in store for her this time. She remembered well what he had said to her after their first date, “wait until you see what I have in store for you the next time”. Ever since then she had been lightheaded with anticipation as to what kind of kinky games he would play with her this time. She couldn’t help but to slip her fingers into her pussy & begin to play with herself as she recounted the details of their first date.
Suzie was a junior in college and an honor roll student. She was a goody goody two shoes, at least her family and most others thought so, only her best friends knew she lost her virginity when she was 15.
Suzie had been after Jay for some time, a tall handsome, athletic guy on the football team, he was real popular at school and she wanted him bad, but he was so reserved and shy, she just couldn’t get his attention no matter what she did. She couldn’t understand it. She was used to getting any guy she wanted. She was a cheerleader for the football team he was on. She had long vivacious legs, long blonde hair, blue eyes and a body that attracted men in droves and brains, but for some reason she could not get to him. (more…)
It was with some reluctance that Linda decided to meet with another man with whom she had met on the internet. The last man sounded so perfect, so nice. They had corresponded for quite awhile before finally meeting for real. In reality he had turned out to be an overbearing, arrogant jerk. He had complained about everything, including how dirty her car was. She had made a special dinner, which he didn’t even bother to eat. The final insult, was when he had gotten dressed after his football game was over and stated “I’m leaving”. The entire weekend was a total disaster. She drove him back to the airport in silence, dropped him off and sped away. When she had calmed down, she had tried to email him to find out what his problem was. It didn’t surprise her very much when she realized that he would no longer talk to her online, nor would he even answer her email. He had obviously done this before with some other poor fool, and she was just his latest victim. It took a long time to get over her feeling of rejection.
So, she was a little apprehensive as she waited for the arrival of Mike. She had met him online in an enema chat room. They had talked for sometime about their shared interests. They didn’t bother exchanging photos of each other. “Look”, he had said, “I’m not tall and handsome, but I’m for real and I’ll treat you with respect even if we find we are not attracted to each other”. “Well, I’m no Marilyn Monroe either, but have a sense of humor and if you can get past my rough edges you may just find a diamond”.
Linda answered the door when the buzzer sounded. The man standing before her was in his late forties, with greying hair. Mike had lied after all, for Linda could see that he was indeed tall and handsome. “Hi, I’m Mike” he stated and held out the flowers he had brought. (more…)
I was always very constipated as a child. Luckily, I had a mother who believed in enemas. I remember very little about the ones she gave me, except for the embarrassment. This feeling was heightened one day, when for some reason she had my sister hold the bag while I took it: I not only got embarrassed, I got hard.
When I went away to college, I thought my enemas were over, but of course I still got constipated. When I was so plugged up I couldn’t bear it anymore, I would give myself one. Very unsatisfying it was, too.
One day, I got the bag ready, and the nozzle greased up, when my girlfriend showed up. I left the bag in the bathroom, which was the first place she headed, really needing to pee. When she came out holding up the bag, and asking what this was all about, I almost came on the spot. My heart was pounding, and I could hardly speak, I was so embarrassed, and so turned on. (more…)
About two years ago I had to be taken to the hospital emergency room because of an excruciating pain in my lower right side. It was sometime after midnight when I arrived and the emergency room was deserted so I was taken to an examination area almost immediately. A pretty Filipino nurse who appeared to be in her early thirties instructed me to undress and put on the hospital gown. She was about five feet three to four inches tall, long black hair, olive skin, slim, with small hips, and small perky breasts.
After a few minutes she came in and began questioning me about my symptoms. She took my blood pressure and then instructed me to lie on my stomach so she could take my temperature rectally. This is the policy at this particular hospital. I rolled over in anticipation. I felt her spread by butt cheeks apart and slowly insert a small cold thermometer in my butthole. She then held the thermometer in place for the next few minutes. I had a raging hard-on in spite of the pain in my side. After a couple of minutes or so, she removed the thermometer and told me to roll over onto my back so she could use her stethoscope to listen to my heart, lungs, stomach and intestines. This was quite embarrassing since my throbbing boner was immediately obvious to her, but she said nothing about it. (more…)
I was alone in the bed when I woke up the next morning with a slight wine hangover. As the fog cleared I became aware of a sticky feeling between my legs and raised the sheet to look. The shock of seeing my shaved pubic area and realizing the sticky feeling was from my own juices that caked my inner thighs brought it all back. Another woman had fondled the most intimate parts of my body and made love to me. It was humiliating to think I not only let Marty do that to me but she had driven me to an soul wrenching orgasm in the process. My tits ached and my nipples were sore but there was an odd sweetness to the fatigue that I felt. Probably the most unerving memory of last night was when she gave me the enema and how utterly humiliated I felt. Not that it hurt, actually it wasn’t even unpleasent and I finally had to admit it gave me oddly erotic feeling of deep warmth. But just the idea of being given an enema like she did was still hard to deal with. The whole night with Marty was almost like being raped yet ashamed to admit you had enjoyed it.
The smell of fresh coffee filled the room a moment as Marty came in carrying a two big mugs. She was wearing only a little thigh length robe that provided an ample view of her shapely legs as she moved and when she sat on the bed the top opened enough to offer a tantalizing glimpse of her tits. (more…)
Julie hurried along the sidewalk, the heels of her shoes clicking busily. It was nearly one o’clock, and this was one appointment she didn’t want to miss. She pushed impatiently past a frail-looking old woman, nearly bowling her over, but didn’t pause to apologize. Her long dark hair billowed behind her as she sped along; she looked, and was, a perfect specimen of healthy, beautiful youth and arrogance. She had places to go and things to do, and people could just stay the hell out of her way.
Ah, here it was. The Holmewood Clinic for the Study of Human Sexuality, the sign read. Julie didn’t really give a damn what the place’s title was, or indeed what they studied; all she needed to know was that they were willing to pay three hundred bucks to experiment on her tight little bod. And that three hundred was going to come in handy in preparing for this weekend’s skiing trip with Mark. She smiled a little as she pushed open the door of the office building, imagining her tall, handsome boyfriend’s expression when she got him back to their room and unveiled that sweet little chemise she intended to buy tonight. She loved to see the lust suffusing his face when she wore even the most marginally sexy clothes in front of him, loved to tease him with the sight of her body. Maybe this she’d actually let him fuck her this weekend; it all depended on how prettily he begged. She glanced down at her watch and noticed that it was now one-oh-four.
The receptionist looked up with a coolly professional smile as Julie approached the desk. “Good afternoon, Miss Prater. The doctor is ready for you.” There was a hint of admonishment in her tone, as though the doctor’s time were much too important for him to be kept waiting even a few minutes, and Julie felt an angry flush spread over her cheeks. She opened her mouth to tell this snotty bitch where to go, but something about the sterile atmosphere of this place stopped her. She had been surprised last week, during her preliminary examination, to find the clinic no different in appearance from any other doctor’s office. She had expected something a little more…comforting, but instead there was the same mildly oppressive feeling that she remembered from her rare visits to her family physician. (more…)Newer Posts »