Mark released his hand from my mouth but kept pulling my hair and whispered in my ear, "Kelly told me all about you. I'm impressed. I will have you."
"No please..."
"What's the difference between me and the other strangers you've been with? Nothing."
"But that's different! They've forced me into it! They threatened me, they know where I live!"
"But you also like it. I told you, Kelly told me everything, slut."
He turned on the light by my bed and looked me over. He was very good-looking, trim, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. Sexy. But still, he was not even someone the doctors knew. He was just a stranger from the subway.
He slid his hand underneath my robe and started feeling my nipples, pulling them, making them diamond hard. I tried to pull away but he grabbed my arm and held it firmly.
"I told you not to make me hurt you. I'm not going to tell you again."
"How did you get in?"
"The fire escape that leads to your kitchen window."
"It was unlocked?"
"No, but I happen to know how to get around that. Lucky you."
He undid his pants. His member stood straight up, hard. He was about eight solid, thick inches. I gasped.
"Stroke it," he commanded.
"No...please!" I begged.
"Do it."
"No!"
I tried to get away but he grabbed me and threw me down on my stomach. Holding me down by the back of my neck he picked up his pants and swiftly removed his belt. Then he wailed on my ass with it. I screamed. He did it again. And again. I groaned in anguish, nauseated from the pain. He stopped. He climbed on top of me, laid on my back, and whispered, "Don't make me do that to you again."
He slid his hand between my thighs and, as usual, my body betrayed my mind.
"Well, well...your mind resists but your body craves it. Isn't that right?"
"Mhm," I whimpered.
"And I bet you liked giving yourself a facial with your own cum, didn't you? Kelly told me about that too." He kept rubbing my slick slit.
"Yes..."
"I just love eating and fucking a wet pussy like yours. You gonna cum like Kelly says you do for me?"
"Yes..." I moaned.
"Good girl."
He got up and flipped me over. "Spread those legs, show me your cunt, slut."
I spread them for him, turning my head away, ashamed to show him my wet pussy even though he'd already felt it.
"Mm...look at that juicy cunt..." He dove in, lapping and suckling and probing and teasing. My fluid started dripping down the crack of my ass.
"Oh yeah..." he groaned, rubbing the juice around my asshole.
He stuck two fingers in my pussy and one in my wet asshole and pumped me as he licked at my engorged clit. I started screaming, waves of pleasure coursing through my body and down my thighs. I came hard, drenching him.
"Ungh," he moaned. "Come here, lick it off my face." He kneeled up, I kneeled up and started licking my juicy cum off of his face.
He started kissing me, his hands gliding over every part of my body.
"Now, stroke it," he commanded.
I wrapped my smooth hand around his hard cock and started stroking it.
"Suck it."
I laid down, leveraging myself on my arm and started sucking it. He started grunting and groaning.
"You've got a great little slut mouth, Lila."
He started thrusting, gagging me, making me salivate on myself. It dripped down to my tits.
"You messy, filthy girl. I'm gonna fuck that hot pussy. Would you like that?"
"Mhm!" I moaned on his cock.
He pulled his dick out of my mouth and made me get on all fours. He spanked my ass, making my pussy clench as he drove it in, then pulled my hair hard as he rode me.
He pulled me up so that I was on my knees, and as he impaled me deeply he started smacking my face and squeezing my tits hard. I yelped and he stuck his fingers in my mouth so I could suck on them. Then he tweaked and pinched my nipples and slapped my tits.
"Oh god!" I cried out.
"You gonna cum, baby? Ask permission when I fuck you. And address me as 'Sir.'" He smacked my face again.
"Please, Sir, can I cum?"
"No."
"Please Sir?" I sobbed.
"Not yet, slut."
He started fucking me faster as I teetered on the edge. I started crying because it felt so good and I had to force the orgasm away.
He kept smacking me and squeezing me and fucking me relentlessly. He was pushing me hard, it took all I had not to cum on his dick.
"Please, Sir!" I sobbed. "I wanna cum on your dick so badly!"
"No, slut. I like seeing you struggle like this."
I whimpered and moaned. He pulled my head to the side by my hair and started biting and sucking on my neck.
"Ohhh god!" I shrieked.
"You like this, don't you, slut?"
"Yes, Sir!"
"That cunt feels amazing on my dick."
"Thank you, Sir," I moaned. "I'm glad you like it."
"Mm I love it. I wanna own this pussy," he growled, cupping his hand over my mound.
He started fingering my clit. It was too much. Tears ran down my face as I held myself back.
"Aw, look at you cry. Does it feel that good?" he said as he pinched my clit between his fingers.
"Oh god...Yes! Yes, Sir! It feels amazing!"
"Do you like how I fuck you?"
"Yes, Sir! I love how you're fucking me!"
"Mm I believe you. Cum. Cum for me."
I screamed as I released it, my orgasm ripping through my body as I gushed and squirted all over his pumping cock. I was shaking.
"Oh god!" I whimpered.
"Mm, Lila. I want you to do that again."
He pulled out and flipped me onto my back, then pulled my legs up like Matheson had done, hooking them around his shoulders and making my pussy point up in the air.
He entered me again. "I'm gonna watch you cum all over that pretty face, and then I'm gonna cum all over it too. Would you like that, slut?"
"Yes...Sir..." I moaned as he fucked me hard.
"Good girl."
He started rubbing my clit again, hard and fast. It was all too much.
"Please may I cum again, Sir?"
"Cum. Cum all over your pretty face, slut."
I erupted, my cum streaming into the air and splattering down on my face. He pumped it all out of me. I was shaking again. He pulled out and straddled over my face on his knees and pumped his hot dick juice all over my face and into my hungry, open mouth. He tasted so good. I cleaned my own cum off of his dick when he was finished, then he fell onto his back next to me on the bed.
"You look like such a delicious fuck slut with cum all over your face like that....I wanna own that pussy, Lila. Would you like giving me ownership of your pussy?"
"I don't even know you," I said, panting.
"You'll get to know me."
"Okay..."
We laid there in silence. I fell asleep. When I awoke in the morning, he was gone. I thought about the night before, and how well he had used me. My hands started sliding down, and I started playing with myself as I thought about him, and his cock, and his cum, and his hands, and how he'd broken in and dominated me.
I came quick, my cum spurted out onto my bed. Even though no one was watching and no one told me to, I got on my knees, bent over it, and licked it up.
Wednesday came again. I'd been thinking of Mark since that night. He hadn't come back. He was so powerful, like a drug. I got chills thinking about him. I wanted him. I craved him.
I wound up getting to the office late because I didn't rush. I wandered over there, replaying what Mark did to me over and over. I didn't even know where he was from, where he called home. I knew nothing about him. But I yearned for him. It was illogical and yet made perfect sense.
Kelly noticed that I was a little off. I explained what had happened, and how I'd been thinking about Mark, and she smacked me hard across the face.
"We own you. Not him. Remember that."
I nodded and looked at the floor.
"And you're late. You will be punished for that. Now come on, the patient is waiting and hungry for pussy."
When we got into the exam room I quickly stripped. Andrews ordered me to sit on the woman's face. She was older, about 40-something. She had dyed blonde hair and a thick, slightly overweight body, but was still attractive.
I climbed on top of the table and hovered over her face as Andrews actually did the exam.
"Mm, what a nice pussy," she commented. Then she started licking it.
"Mm...tasty too..." She started eating it voraciously, her tongue swirling up and down. I watched as my juice dripped onto her face. She was lapping me up, holding her tongue out underneath my hole as strings of juice dripped down, and fingering and eating and savoring my cunt.
"Mm...I'm gonna cum..." I moaned. I started cumming and she worked my clit with her thumb and slurped from my spewing hole as my pussy pulsated around her tongue.
I didn't realize that Andrews had started fucking her until I was done. He beckoned to me, "Come over here and get on your knees."
I climbed off and walked over to the space between her thighs and knelt, watching as Andrews's cock pumped in and out of her hole. He slid out and filled her entrance with his thick, white cum.
"Eat it."
I started gathering his jizz on my tongue and swallowing it. I hungrily ate, digging his thick semen out with my tongue as I massaged her clit with my fingers. I sucked it out of her, not missing a drop, until I'd cleaned her out. Then I clamped my mouth onto her pussy and suckled on her clit until she came. I ate that up too.
I'd started to feel better, but then remembered I was going to be punished for my lateness.
After the patient left, Kelly brought me into the room where I'd been gangbanged and made me lay down on the table. She put the restraints on me without a word then left again.
When she and Andrews entered, she was holding a crop and he was holding a cane.
"Lateness will not be tolerated, Lila," said Andrews.
"I'm sorry, I have no good excuse. Please, please take it easy on me?" I begged.
He smacked the cane against my titties and Kelly smacked the crop against my clit. Hard.
"Oww!" I yelled.
"You did this to yourself, slut," said Andrews.
He smacked me again, in the same spot and so did she. They were tenderizing my erogenous zones, making me yell and scream and struggle against the restraints.
