“Don’t pretend you don’t want it, slut” He smirks, enveloping his fingers in my juices and holding them up to show me. I felt so desperately vulnerable, unable to hide or deny my obvious state of arousal. “Oh but he’s right” I think. I do want it, I want him to abuse me, to use my body however he wants it to satisfy his perverse desire. I want him to force his cock deep inside my cunt and I want him to rape that pussy, to rape his patient on his examination bed with as much regard as for a ragdoll. But here was our family doctor, someone who is supposed to be professional and trustworthy, violating me in the crudest way possible. I was disgusted! But I was turned on.
Dr. Adams forces my legs apart and positions himself between them, his breath short and heavy. Still fully clothed with his hard tool poking out of his suit trousers, he presses his bare cock against my pussy entrance and I can’t help but moan in pleasure through my silent sobbing. He runs the head of his cock up and down my slit, playing with my pussy lips before he pushes through them and with one hard thrust pushes his full six inches inside my tight cunt. Propping himself up on his hands, he rotates his hips grinding his crotch hard against mine, grunting with each move he makes. He lowers himself down on top of me, his chest pressing heavily against me as his lower body begins its assault on mine. Pinning my wrists down with one hand and grabbing my neck by the other, he rams his cock in and out of my pussy. His head positioned above my shoulder, he moans noisily into my ear between heavy, ragged breaths.
Deeply disturbed yet highly aroused, my bodily involuntarily swings its hips to meet him as his cock crashes into me again and again. He suddenly pulls out and grabs my body aggressively, pulling me up and pushing me over onto my stomach, firmly instructing me to get on all fours. He spanks my ass hard and props it up into the air. Squatting over my back he enters my cunt from behind. He humps my ass fast and hard, grunting and groaning as pumps his cock in and out. His hands reach under, mauling my breasts, my bra still hanging loosely above my chest. He roughly runs his hands all over my body, slapping his fingers on my pussy before he grabs me by the hips taking more control, pumping me faster and deeper. Lost in sexual frenzy, I’ve abandoned my shame and surrendered to my rapist.
My body pulsing with desire, I moan in pleasure as my doctor fucks me from behind. He spanks my ass, and again harder, and I am on the brink of ecstasy. His moans grow louder, his thrusts more violent and my body explodes in orgasm, my pussy throbbing hard around his thick cock. I moan and pant heavily, barely able to stay on my knees and am supported only by Dr. Adams’ tight grip on my hips. He slams into them faster again, his deep groans break into a whimper and he pulls out of my pussy just in time to shoot his load. “Aa_aah! Mmmmm!” He grunts and pants uncontrollably as he cums all over my back, some falling over my shoulders and into my hair.
He takes a few moments to regain his breath before clearing his throat and readjusting himself. Reality sinks back in and again the rollercoaster of emotions returns, this time mainly humiliation and disgust. Yet part of me does not regret at all what just happened. I grab a tissue from my pocket which only barely soaks up the pool of sperm on my back and quickly throw my clothes back on. “Only a chest infection after all, Miss Jones” smiles Dr. Adams, handing me a prescription. Oh how he infuriates me. I snatch the piece of paper from his hand and without further ado, make my way out. The receptionist down the hall gives me knowing smile as I approach the front entrance. “What does that even mean?!” I ask myself, my face growing warm with mortification and I run out the door, vowing to never visit the doctor again! … Or, not at least ‘til my next “time of the month”…