Before I reached the table, I took one more glance around the curved room, before returning my eyes to the man who stuck his hand out for me.
“Hello Elizabeth,” The man smiled, “My name is Dr. Rearden.”
Shakily, I put my hand out and shook it while I gazed into his eyes. I could instantly tell why Ruth liked him so much, but I imagined it didn’t have anything to do with the cure itself.
The man was quite a bit older than I, but took good care of himself. He looked very clean, but without much scent attached. His sharp-featured face was closely; meticulously shaven and his eyes were deep and soulful. His smile was charming, but even his handsome facial features could not override the tight outer layer of muscle that consumed his entire body and was so proficient that it could be seen through his suit.
I gripped his hand and I watched his arm flex, which rippled back, causing his wide chest to bulge enticingly. I had never actually been with a man, but I would imagine that if I ever got to choose I would love to have someone with a similar body type.
Men who were my own age were never established enough and the scrawny, still developing body of a nineteen year old was not as attractive as someone who was more filled out, like this doctor.
The moment our hands touched, I felt a surge of warmth and attraction course through my body. However, I was trying to amend such terrible thoughts and feelings. Therefore, I was almost glad that it was happening in this setting.
I wasn’t sure if it was the nervousness or the attraction, but something that I felt allowed me to stop shaking long enough so that I could get onto the table that was arranged for me to sit on.
“Might I present my new patient?” The doctor said to the crowd after easily helping me onto the table. His guidance was smooth and domineering, but in a way that made me like him even more.
His presence calmed me and even though I still had no idea what the cure was going to entail, was sure glad that this doctor was going to be the one to give it to me. I smiled nervously as he spoke the intro.
The crowd did not verbally respond, but I saw their eyes travel from the doctor to myself, before returning to the doctor.
“I have never met this patient, but as with other successful treatments, I am going to cure this poor woman completely of self-pleasing and suspected hysteria. These two illnesses go hand in hand, one often leads to another, because young women especially, who have never been with a man, do not know that there is another way. Therefore, their sexual frustration is pent up and that leads to self-pleasing, which is inadequate. This tragic inadequacy leads to hysteria and while some physicians believe that it is best to remove the source of the stimulation, I believe that it is far more effective and humane to stimulate the source in a way that a woman could never accomplish on their own.” Dr. Rearden then smiled at me and asked me to lie back.
I did as I was told and hoped that I would not regret putting my body into the hands of this man. I swallowed hard and looked around, unable to ignore the faces that all seemed to be focused on me.
“Just try to relax…” The doctor answered, gently pressing his hand on my pelvis. The warmth I felt made my womanhood tingle and all I wanted to do at the moment was relieve the sense of arousal with the glorifying escape of my ailment. I closed my eyes and groaned, but the doctor quickly pulled his hand back. “Gentleman, this woman is ready for the cure to be administered.”
Even though I couldn’t see his face, I knew that there was a smile coursing through his words. He then called four men up to the middle of the room, before he moved over to my head. Filling my vision with him, he explained, “I just want you to relax. There is no reason for you to fret. We certainly aren’t going to hurt you, or maim you in any way, alright?” As he spoke, he carefully drew his hand down my face and then through my hair.
I took a deep breath and smiled before I answered, “Thank you doctor. I trust you…”
With that, he nodded and moved over to my dress. I had worn something nice, so that I would make a good impression, but immediately, I felt him begin to unbutton my dress.
I wanted to be cured, so I allowed him to do it, even though I swallowed hard and closed my eyes. I couldn’t tell if I was more attracted to him or scared at this moment, but I figured that there was nothing I could do about it now. I was so eager to see what he had to offer.
So, when he moved to take my dress completely off, I helped him in his pursuit and before I knew it, I was completely naked. My warm body felt the air hit it delicately, making my breasts tingle. Being this naked in front of so many men, especially when I was never naked in front of any men before made me nervous.
However, I knew that now, all I could do was trust the man who was administering this cure, because it wasn’t like I could run out of here now. I breathed in deep and looked around, just as the doctor consulted with the men he had brought up as volunteers. I assumed he was telling them what to do and when they broke, all five of them surrounded me. There were two by each of my legs and two on either side of my head.
Each of the men was good looking and I would have been happy to take any of them as a husband, but I certainly didn’t think that was what was going on at the present time.
***
On the doctor’s orders, the first man by my head tilted the table up, so that I was pressed slightly into a sitting position, just enough so that I could see what was going on down by my legs, before he began to stroke my face and my hair, much like the doctor did, in a swift, easy motion, while the other man began to run his hands up and down my body, making me immediately heat up from the sensation they were giving me.
I groaned and closed my eyes as I felt the first man turn my head towards him as he took my mouth unto his. I groaned and tilted my head, trying to get the most of the kiss. Immediately, I felt his tongue weave its way through my teeth and begin to explore my mouth with expert precision.
Feeling the other man on my body, I felt his hands rise up and at the doctor’s orders, he grasped my breasts in his large, manly hands and as he began to massage them, I moaned, but my voice was lost in the other man’s mouth.
I didn’t mind however, the sensation made me immediately feel moist between my legs.
As the hands on my breasts began to knead them skillfully, I felt the pinked-tipped, buds begin to swell and ache just moments before I felt the pad of the man’s thumb brush over it.
I yelled out with surprise as a shock of excitement flowed through me, but once again, my voice was muted by the other man who continued to pleasure my mouth with his own, while his hands rubbed the side of my face and stroked my hair.
Realizing that this had gotten a rise out of me, the hands on my bosom quickly moved over to my one breast and cupped it between both hands, holding it securely just before I felt the rush of dampness upon my nipple. I moaned with pleasure as I realized that the second man’s mouth had made its way around my first breast. As he suckled it, his tongue flicked it with an intensity that made a small sensation of pain, but an even greater sensation of pleasure enticed it.
Soon, the man who was kissing me traveled a little ways down my body, breaking his lips off of mine and instead, grasping my other breast and giving it the same attention as the other one was receiving.
Unable to stand the pleasure I was experiencing, I curled my legs up and arched my back, but since both men were on either side, causing my nipples to harden more with each swat of their tongue, I was pinned against the table, so that I would be in no danger of falling off.
I closed my eyes and put my head back as I sucked in deep, emerging gasps of air while my chest heaved towards them, begging them, in a way I didn’t even know was possible to take my bosom deeper into their mouth. They took the hint and I felt my womanliness begin to ache with want, desire and excitement.
Eventually, I felt the men on either side of my legs grasp onto them and begin to touch me in a massaging motion, while the doctor manipulated the table so that it propped my pelvis up, toward
s him.
I groaned and continued to gasp for air as my eyes snapped shut tightly. My head lulled from one side to the other, both enjoying the attention and wishing for more.
It almost felt like the doctor was in my head though, because no sooner did I think that my nest of downy curls would really like to be fondled in some way, I felt the men massaging my legs carefully spread them apart so that the doctor’s torso could fit between them.
Feeling the sensation of something, anything being so close to my womanliness made me feel a gush of emotion and I sighed, “Yes…Oh yes…” as my pelvis thrust towards him.
However, the men held my legs opened, so that I couldn’t move very much, but I didn’t mind. The slight restrain only made the adventure better.
I chanced a look down at my body and saw not only the four men, holding, massaging and pleasuring me, but I also saw the doctor preparing to place his hands on my sweet spot.
I watched him and he smiled at me, before he carefully, rubbed my treasured flesh in his hand and I screamed out as I began to leak with ecstasy.
As his hand rubbed up and down, slowly, but with a sense of precision that made me want to beg for more, the two men on either side of my chest broke their mouths away from my breasts and began rubbing their hands against them again.
Soon the first man took his fingers pressed my hardened nipple between them. Slowly, he rolled my nipple back and forth until I began to moan in almost an uncontrollable fashion. Yet, I tried to keep my composure, even though I felt like my head was spinning from all of the different sensations that were coursing through my body.
After the first man got into a rhythm though, the second man followed suit. He moved from just touching my breast seductively, to taking control of it and beginning to rub my quivering, erect, lush, blushing nipple between his fingertips; slowly shaping it into a pointed throng of passion and excitement.
When he did this, it was almost as though I didn’t know what to focus on. Everything that was happening to me felt so good and so wrong at exactly the same time.
With this new sensation, my head whipped from one side to the other as I abandoned all hope of keeping my wits about me. The feeling was almost torturous in its pursuit to satisfy and to that end; I could not stop myself from screaming aloud and almost fighting them. I didn’t want any of them to actually stop, but the excitement they were providing far surpassed any that I could have done for myself; and nobody had actually touched the spot that was previously my go to area.
I had no idea that by just touching select areas, besides my citreous would make me feel even more and allow my pleasure to extend even longer. It was absolutely fantastic and when the doctor finally did pry the lips of my womanliness apart and slide his finger up, to play with my swollen, excited soft flesh, I immediately felt as though I might just spontaneously combust right there on the table.
I screamed so loud that it rang through the entire church and I kicked my legs out so violently, that the men had to hold them too securely to even be able to massage me any longer, but I didn’t care.
I wanted everything to both stop and never stop again, all at the same time.
Every fiber of my body felt aroused and stimulated, almost to the point of me feeling as though I had to be on the brink of death, because I was convinced that nothing in life could actually feel this good.
I knew that I was exceedingly wet down there, but as the doctor continued to play with my womanliness, right above where I came to hope he would soon enter, I felt myself nearing an orgasmic finish.
However, before I could completely surrender myself, I felt his finger dip down and easily penetrate my virgin body. As his finger filled me, I screamed and again thrust myself up and felt hot tears come to my eyes.
As he pulled out, I realized that a surge of my own excitement followed and when he easily slid himself into me again, his path was far wetter than the first time.
Realizing this, he pulled out a little quicker this time, but when he thrust into me again, he also spread apart the upper part of my tender spot, pressing against my clitoris again in a manner that made me scream so loud, my voice cracked.
The doctor chuckled slightly as he tugged his finger in and out a few more times before he finally took his hand back completely.
“No!” I screamed, “Please…Not yet…Don’t stop…”
I heard the doctor laugh, before I felt a larger member press against me. As I looked down to see the doctor’s large, erect, throbbing shaft squishing itself between the lips of my soaking, heaving mounds and eagerly pressing against my sweet spot so that he made my breath speed up even more.
As he did this, the men who had continued to massage my breasts finally gave me some relief, to which I sucked in fresh breath and tried to calm myself down.
However, the doctor did not give me any room to come down from this crazy sense of glorious intoxication, before he slid his own aroused flesh down and carefully eased his way deeply into me.
At first, there was pain and I stopped breathing, squinting my eyes, but then, as he filled me in all of the right places, I gasped a joyous breath.
He then carefully moved in and out of me in a concentrated rocking motion, while I threw my head back and moaned again, now unable to scream.
Then, I felt his hand also move towards me and while he was moving inside of me, he also pinched his fingers around the soft spot above my sexual opening and began to roll it ever so slightly, like the men had previously done to my breasts.
“Oh God…” I gasped as I felt my body tense and groan as the bottom half of my body took over, pushing up and coming back down, so that I could get him inside of me as deeply as possible.
Our lovemaking rhythm started slow and with each thrust, I moaned with a sense of arousal and pure pleasure that I could have never imagined existed. However, eventually, the doctor was intensifying the speed, but my body kept right up.
His breathing matched mine and as we continued I groaned and moaned appreciatively, until suddenly I felt a burst of fluid enter inside of me and fill all of the small areas that were not already occupied by the doctor himself.
Feeling the warm explosion encompass me, I began to feel dizzy, before I found my voice again and screamed so loud, I was sure the whole community heard me while an intense rush of blinding euphoria seized me. I gasped a loud breath, which immediately got caught in my throat and so, I stayed for a long moment, just frozen in time and space, with the only thing that seemed to matter in the world; the way the doctor was making me feel.
Once the moment was over however, I felt a clamoring rush as time continued once again and as the doctor finished up, taking his hand back from inside of me and rocking slowly I felt myself convulse around him.
The flow of my bodily arousal felt good as it pulsed outwards, while I focused on regaining my breath.
With that, the doctor quickly pulled back and adjusted his pants, before asking me to sit up.
The world still felt a little woozy, but I managed to do what he said.
As though this was a true performance, Dr. Rearden motioned to me and the crowd began to clap in an appropriate fashion.
If I had any more blood left to flush my face, I was sure that was what would have happened, but since there wasn’t, I just looked over at Dr. Rearden and smiled brightly.
He looked back at me and we shared a glance that assured him that I was another fully satisfied patient.
I wasn’t quite sure if I was actually cured, but regardless of what was to become of this particular experience, the one thing that I was sure of was that I couldn’t wait to come back and see what the good doctor, with the magical hands, as well as various other healing members had in store for me the next time around!
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Story Five
“I love my job.” She said, pressing her small palm against the cool glass pane and peering outside. “I really, really do.”
The beautiful blue green sphere outside the viewport always took her breath away, no matter how many times she looked upon it. Her position as the chief medical officer and resident scientist of the space station orbiting the planet had brought her many more thrilling moments over the years. Exploring the outer Solar System was something she had been dreaming of ever since she had joined the Space Exploration Academy as a cadet twenty years ago, and now here she was in a position of authority and on the verge of a new discovery that could further enhance her career.
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