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If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: DrsTrust.txt Mf, ff, teen, nc Authors name: Caesar Story Title : The Doctors Trust ============================================================== A warped and stranged tale about a sick and dangerous family physician, from the victims point-of-view. ============================================================== "A learned divine down at Buckingham, Wrote a treatise on cunts and fucking 'em; A learned Parsee, Taught him Gamahuchee, So he added a chapter on sucking 'em." -The Pearl No. 2 Lisa ==== Jenny stood wide eyed, quietly waiting for the nurse to say something. It was the end of the day, and Lisa was just leaving work to head home. Not thirty feet from the office, the teenager came around a corner and stood in her way. At the first sign of the girl, Lisa's heart began to beat fast, but she didn't show it. "Hello Jenny." She walked around the girl, turning her head to make sure she followed. "What are you doing here, the office is closed?" "I've come to see you." She was very nervouse. "I needed to see you." Lisa stopped and turned back towards the girl, away from the windows of her work. "What about?" She was acting very calm. Jenny shrugged her shoulders, unable to say it. "Have you come to see if I would suck you off again?" The girl looked shocked, and startled that she was that odvious. "N..no, of course not." Lisa was having fun. Now understanding what the doctor enjoyed about the power he had over other people. Well Jenny was out of his reach, and in hers. "Perhaps you want to eat me?" This time the girl couldn't say anything but just stood their with her mouth open and a suprised look on her face. "Well whatever, we can't just stand out here all night." Lisa saw that the teen was about to give up in defeat. "Tell me the truth did you think about me the last few days?" She nodded. "And did you play with yourself thinking about my tongue inside you?" Even with the tan, Lisa could see her bloushing. Gently, "Would you like to come home with me Jenny?" She didn't wait for an answer but turned around and walked towards her home. Behind her the near-silent footsteps of the young girl. Less than ten minutes, Jenny had her jacket off and was standing in the living room looking around at the decorations. While Lisa sat watching the pretty girl, wondering what to do next. She decieded to be blunt. "Take your clothes off Jenny!" After the initial surprise the teenager began to strip. Wearing only jeans and a tee-shirt on the outside, it didn't take long. Her body trembled as if she was cold. And she acted shy under the gaze of the older woman, turning her hip away, or not looking into the eyes of Lisa. But she also looked excited, thankfull to be standing before the nurse. "And your underwear." The training bra fell to the floor, then slowly, shyly, the white cotton panties followed. Lisa stood, a foot in front of the youth, she smiled into the girls wide eyes. "Take my clothes off." Jenny smiled, then began to undress the woman. First the buttons of the nurses sweater, then the skirt. Both fell to the floor combining with the teens clothes. The shirt was next. Jenny saw that Lisa hadn't worn any panties or bra, and also wore stockings and a garter belt. She looked delighted. Subconciously she licked her lips. Lisa wrapped her arms around the young girl, her lips pressed against the other. She looked into the others eyes, "Tell me what you want?" Jenny blushed. "Tell me!" Firmer, harsher. "Please lick me." She sounded desperate, nervous. Lisa held the girls head between both her hands, and said, "No! You eat me." It was a order. Jenny dropped to her knees before the nurse, and stared at the trangle of hair covering her cunny. With a firm push of her hand, the teen opened her mouth and covered as much as she could of the coarse pubic hair. Lisa could feel the novice mouth upon her mound, an inch too high, so she again pushed upon the head. Lisa jumped, the tongue slide over the sensitive clitoris causing a jolt of pleasure to run throughout her body. The teen moaned and caused her mouth to vibrate against the sex organ. The woman lifted one leg up to rest it on the couch, her thighs spread wide. The teen didn't need any more encouragement and fell upon her bottom, her face almost straight up in the air, her lips firmly imbedded between the thick outer cunt lips. The nurse began to ride her crotch across the young girls face, leaving a slimy trail of pussy juice. A tiny firm tongue forced itself through the thick wet folds to worm into the narrow hole. Lisa screamed. The tiny tongue felt better than any penis had, she felt the tip flick back and forth inside her causing another intense emotion. There was no stopping now, the woman needed an orgasm and only this tiny young girl could give it to her. For a year now, Lisa needed the firm kinky attention she got from her boss, nothing else pleased her. But with Jenny, something new had awakened inside her! Betty ===== The nurse assured her nothing was wrong it was only the normal reactions of a woman who is seven months pregnant. But the woman wasn't so sure, her body told her something was wrong and had demanded to be brought to the doctor. Sitting alone in the examination room she stared at the posters and pictures that seem to adorne every doctors office. Betty tried to breath slowly to become calm, telling herself that the doctor would soon be here to set things right. In the waiting room her hushand and their first child sat and patiently waited. When the door finally opened, Betty jumped her mind going over all the things that could be wrong with her pregnancy. Dr. Allan came in, his nose going over her records that her previous doctor had kept. Quickly Betty began to tell him all the symptoms of her alleged problem. He sat in the only seat in the room except for the examination table and wrote out her problems a small smile coming to his face. When she finished talking she sat back and waited for the diagnosis. "Well Mrs. W., these all seem like symptoms of a normal pregnancy. But if you like I could give you an examination just to be sure." Betty was convinced something was wrong and nodded for him to go ahead. "Please take off your clothes and sit back on the table." Unlike many women, Betty wasn't embarrased to be naked with a doctor. This was her second child and the previous doctor was nothing more than a perfect gentleman, except his elderly hands were a little cold. So she undressed and set aside her clothes, until only her undys were on. She lay back on the table and placed her heels in the stirrups. Dr. Allan had been washing his hands then wrote another note in her record before turning and giving her all his attention. First he took her milk heavy breast in both hands and began to squeeze it, touching and pressing every square inch. Then switched to the other breast, doing the same thing. "I'm going to give the baby an injection? Just a growth suplement, vitamins." Again Betty nodded. A moment later it was done, the long needle was pulled out of her huge stomach. Then the doctor asked, "Do you give your husband oral sex?" This surprised the woman and took a second to reply, "Uh, yes." Her unshakeable faith in doctors told her to turn a blind eye to his question. But a part of her sent a chill up her spine. "How often?" What a strange question, "A couple times a month, maybe." Betty realized her almost naked body for the first time. And both her hands came up and covered her large breasts. Not too successfully. "Does he ejaculate into your mouth?" He watched her intently, one hand upon her large stomach. Betty guessed the sperm her husband left inside her was somehow causing a danger to her unborn baby. She nodded yes, then spoke rapidly, "Its difficult to make love, so I often just..." "Do you like the taste?" She was stunned, her faith in doctors was becoming lost. What had the taste of her husbands sperm have to do with her baby. She didn't know what to say and just lay their her mouth open, without any words coming out. "The injection I just gave your baby, in lay-mans terms, was a poison." Betty was stunned, frozen unsure of anything any longer. "And the fetus will die if it doesn't get another needle every ten days." Why? "There is no antidote." He turned away from her and closed her folder. After a long couple of minutes, he finally spoke. Betty had broke down and tears were running down her face. "Until your baby is born, you will return for another injection every week. And you will also do anything I ask. Do you understand?" "Yes." She didn't. "If you tell anyone, your baby will die." That was the last straw, Betty broke down and began to loudly cry. Confused and scared. Why had Dr. Allan do this? She didn't understand much of what was going on but the last words he had spoken were very clear to her. "Turn on your side facing me." Betty let go of her breasts and turned on her side, her mind going a mile a minute. Dr. Allan unzipped his trousers and quickly pulled out his semi-hard penis. The young mother thought she was going to pass out. Now she knew what he wanted! "You are going to suck my cock and swallow every drop of my cum. Do you understand?" The one-eyed penis was less than a inch from the pretty womans eyes. The word barely came out of her mouth, "Yes." She was defeated, her body exausted. Betty knew her hushand could never know, and the doctor said it was only until her baby came out. She had to do it, for her baby's sake. "You will do everything I ask each time you visit my office, correct?" "Yes." "Do you hate me?" Betty blurted out before she caught herself, "yes!" To be realistic she didn't hate him, she was still too stunned and paralyzed to feel that much of an emotion. But later she would! "Good! Now open your mouth bitch and suck me off." He drove forward and forced her mouth to encircle his cock. It was smaller than her husbands by a full inch and didn't have much problem going in. But he doctor did't just stroke in and out of her, he slammed into her face agian and again. Betty could taste his sweat, smell the fabric softener on his trousers. Every sense was hightened, but not in her favor. She didnt' want to remember this. He was hitting her lips so hard, her teeth were cutting into her mouth. She could taste blood and his salty pre-cum, hating it, but also enduring every second. She wasn't an active participant, she only lay on her side and let him fuck her face. Betty had begun to suck upon the member, wanting to finish this torture, knowing she could leave only after he had shot a load into her throat and mouth. Dr. Allan reached down and slid his hand between her cotton panties and her enlarged stomach. The fingers were rough as they pinched the clitoris for several seconds before sliding down lower until two of them slide into the dry cunt hole. His arm forced her thighs to spread, only enough for his hand to work upon her sex. She shivered in disgust. "I'm going to fuck your cunt next week, and the week after that I'm going to fuck your asshole." He was breathing hard and gasped between words. "Your going to be my little fuck toy. And every week you'll come back for more." He laughed insanely as his sperm hit the back of her throat. His hands holding her head against his stomach until he was finished with her. Sandra ====== After her visit to Dr. Allan, Sandra had not spoken a word of what had happened. In fact her whole personality changed since that visit, even her husband and daughter noticed. She felt violated, used, mistreated and there was nothing she thought she could do about it. It wasn't as if he had raped her? Or did he? It was a anti-climatic that the doctors perscription had solved her physical problems. But the mental ones were not so easily solved. The one thing that keeps going through her mind was the feeling of the doctors sperm sliding out of her vagina for two days afterwards. She had changed many pairs of underwear, and had several showers in those couple of days. But nothing could get rid of the feeling of the warm sperm hitting her sensitive inner thigh when she awonk suddenly. Sandra had not been able to give her husband the attention he desired, but allowed him to "mount" her. And that took a couple weeks. It wasn't that her sex drive had cessed, it was only that her mind couldn't drive the feelings that she had undergone in that examination room. In fact only a few days ago, she had awonk from a sexy dream, her vagina wet and her nipples hard, until she realized she was thinking about Dr. Allan. She was determined to get over it. Though she still spent several minutes per day crying to herself thinking about the recent past. So she concentrated her energy on her family, being the best cook, cleaner and wife and mother. Until this morning. A sealed envelope was left in her mailbox last night with only her name written on the outside. Time took forever before she tore open the paper and looked in, she had a bad feeling. Inside was a short note and a single photograph. It read, "Be at the Sandman Inn room 23, one o'clock this afternoon." It was unsigned. She had stopped breathing when she got around to looking at the photograph. Her worst fears were becoming reality, the nightmare wasn't over yet. The photo was of Dr. Allan and her. It looked like she was willingly giving herself to him?! It was her face, it registared pleasure not the disgust she remembered. Sure there was a few moments that she had felt good, but she blocked out most of the memories and only remembered the bad. Sandra knocked at room number twenty three. She thought she knew what was about to happen and was horrified. Did she have any choices? She hadn't dressed up for the rondesvous, in fact she looked terrible. Her face was bloachy from crying, her hair tangled, her clothes wrinkly and plain. The door opened! But it wasn't Dr. Allan, it was her hushands cousin, Bill. She was unable to speak. Her mind trying to come up with a reason for the young man to be here!? Then the truth hit her, or at least some of the truth. Bill knew! To confirm her suspicions she felt his eyes look down her body, undressing her with a glance. She saw that he only wore a bathrobe, and had bare feet, so wasn't wearing anything under that. Then she saw it - his penis was making a tent in front of his robe. Sandra felt like fainting, her whole world seemed to be crashing down around her. Spots appeared before her eyes, and she felt arms encircling her, holding her up. She mumbled something about being alright before fading away. When she awoke, only a moment latter, she felt a slimy tongue licking her nipple. After opening her eyes, she saw that she lay upon the rented rooms bed, and that most of her clothes were undone, Bill knelt over her his lips pressed to her chest. He let go of her sensitive nipple, his hands still encircling it forcing the breast upwards. "Your awake. Good, I thought this wouldn't be much fun without you." She realized he had thrown off his robe and his pecker was touching her left arm. "I knew you would show up, don't want my cousin to realize what kind of wife he realy had." His laugh had a nasel sound to it. Sandra shivered. Perhaps there was another way out of her situation, it was odvious what the boy wanted but maybe something else would serfice? "I have money...?" She realized a tear was sliding down her cheek. He lifted his hands from her chest and placed one palm over her still covered sex mound, cupping it. "All I want is this!" His lower lip was quivering and he kept glancing down at her exposed nipple. Sandra realized he was mad, and nothing else mattered except his animal hunger. And she was dinner! Could she escape from his cluthes and not have her husband find out? She doubted it. But she also didnt' want to have sex with this animal, nor did she want to remember the examination that the doctor had given her. Maybe if she just let this little slug screw her he would be satisfied and leave her alone? She doubted that also. Bill bent forward and attempted to kiss her, but she turned her head away leaving him only her cheek. Whispering in her ear, "I'm not going to fuck you until you ask me politly." He sat up then climbed off the bed, his penis bobbing before him. Sandra dared hope, perhaps he had some morals after all and have pity on her. She sat up. Bill sat at the small round table and dumped the contents of a large brown envelope onto its surface. Almost three dozen photos of his cousin-in-law screwing the doctor fell face up. From the distance she was at, she could see her own smile in one photo. So that was what he ment, he wouldn't have to take her against her will, not if she wanted to keep her marriage together. Was their any other posiblity? None that she could see. Sandra loved her family more than anything else in her life and it was the only thing that ment anything to her. She came to the realization that she was going to have to fuck this little animal! But she also was determined and fully expected not to enjoy herself. He sat there watching her waiting. With trembling hands she began to undo the remaining buttons of her clothes while still sitting on the bed. Every movement she made, he followed. And it wasn't long before she again lay on her back, her legs spread, naked. Bill stared right at her slightly spread vagina for several minutes before speaking. "You are very beautiful and I wouldn't think of touching you without permission?" He waited. Sandra realized she was going to have to say it. To ask him to sleep with her. Her mouth became suddenly dry, "Come here..." She lifted her arms waiting for him, but he didn't move and turned back to the photos admiring several. What did he want? "I'll do anything you ask Bill." Still he ignored her. Finally she knew what she had to do, "Come here and fuck me Bill! Please." He turned to her and smiled. Bastard! "On your knees slut!" The word stung, was that what she was? She didn't do this because she liked it only because she had too and in her mind that didn't qualify her as a slut. No matter what anyone said. Slowly, she turned over and got onto her hands and knees. Without another moments hesitation, Bill jumped onto the bed and sunk his cock into her dry hole. It hurt her, yet he didn't notice. Nor did he notice the scream of pain that escaped her lips. No, the only thing that he did notice was that he was finally fucking the woman of his fantasies. That and the anticipation of this meeting caused the young man to shoot his sperm only thirty seconds after plunging into her. Raul She lay their over her husbands desk, her bottom raised into the air. Behind her Raul grunted delightfully as he held back from the orgasm he had worked upon for almost a half hour. He grunted and groaned as he forced himself to hold back, wanting to feel the familiar ripple of the orgasm of his partner thorugh the walls of her vagina. One of her hands held his balls between her own thighs controlling his actions, demanding more. Louise Allan screamed out her pleasure as her own orgasm finally came. Shooting out of her cunt and spreading to every inch of her body. Raul felt the ripples he had been waiting for and finally let himself go. And his sperm shot out the head of his cock deep into her sex cavern. It felt like a gallon of sperm was leaving his body, taking his energy and strength with it. Beneath him, Louise lay exausted over the immaculate desk, with only a tremor every few seconds to mark her as one of the living. After catching his breath for a few moments, the fifty year- old man tenderly rubbed along the smooth sweaty flanks of her lover. He bent and kissed her shoulder, pulled her hair off the side of her face and then kissed her ckeek and neck. She smiled and groaned in appreciation. Raul stood straight up and pulled his shrunken cock out of her slimy hole, before zipping himself up. He had been the neighbourhood lawn man for many years, and when the young doctor and his wife moved in, he naturally continued his work for them also. At first he knew Mrs. Allan as only a quiet, shy woman who seemed to be nice enough. Of course he noticed her natural beauty, but she was only one of several beautiful women in his neigbourhood, and he only let his eyes glaze. It was Louise that had initiated the first encounter. After coming into the house to drink the iced tea she made, he turned to leave, but found himself wrapped in her arms. Her lips were warm and moist, and they had a certain desperation to them as they kissed. Raul felt very concious of his sweaty dirty clothes, but she didn't seem to notice, in fact thereafter she always asked him to keep his overall one when they made love. Well it had been almost twelve years since the last time the old man had sex and he didn't, at first give the husband much thought. The light came through the tiny upper window to fall upon her glowing body as it drapped itself over the large old desk. Louise moaned out his name, telling him words of love. Raul helped her to stand facing him before letting his lips connect with her moist tired ones. Louise fumbled with the overalls zipper trying to get out his penis again. He stopped her, gently, smiling at her hunger. Happy that he found a woman who seemed to love him immensely and forgetting the racial and class differences that lay between them. Of course he didn't think this would be a pernament affair, but would enjoy it until its definite end. "Please darling!" She sounded desperate, but also exhausted. It was this way every time. "I have to get back to work Louise. And I don't think these tired old bones could handle..." Her tongue slide into his, she tempted him. This time her hands were more successfull in her endevours and his soft penis hung out of his clothes. Louise dropped to her knees before him, and in seconds had his dirty cock in her mouth. It never ceased to amaze him that this young woman would do anything to please him, and he in turn tried to return the favor. Whenever she let him. Once he lasted long after her orgasm and she reached between her spread thighs and pulled him out of her and aimed him between her asscheeks. He found himself inside her bumhole, her ankles on his shoulders. She let herself please him, yet the look on her face held him back from asking her to repeat the performance. It was as if she was doing something she hated, but why then did she do it? Raul did more things in that month with her than he had with his long departed wife. Things he only wondered about. Like having a womans mouth upon his organ. He thought she was just as hungry as him when it came to sex, since her hushand looked very tight assed and probably held her back. He doubted the pretty woman had gotten it in a very long time. They never spoke about the man, almost as if he didn't exist. But Raul guessed he probably abused his lover, if not physically then emotionally. He had learn't! When he tried to give her pleasure it was almost as if she was resisting his attempts. So he only worked upon her when she was mutually doing him. In other words, they often sixty-nined. The tingling feeling in his balls brought Raul back to the present. He was about to cum! Louise sensed this impending explosion and bounced a little faster her lips tighter. While her hand fondled his balls trying to milk him for another load. Her hard work was soon successful and the first shot landed upon her swirling tongue, before she pressed her face as far down as she could. The remainer of the cum shot deep in her throat and down to her stomach. Raul gasped for breath, wishing he could spend the remainder of the day fucking this gorgeous woman. Without a word she pulled her face from his crotch and watched as he zipped up. She followed him to the door and unconcious that anyone could see, kissed him passionatly goodbye. He turned once after leaving to wave before returning to work.