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Adventures in Medical Fem DOM 4/?
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Chapter 4 - Physical Therapy Day 2
The next day I reported to Physical Therapy as
scheduled and was met by Beth at the reception desk,
then ushered back to the same treatment booth as the
previous day.
"Undress Jim and get up on the table, while I go get
your hot packs."
I stripped and then looked around for one of the gowns
and finding none, worked my way up onto the table face
down.
When Beth returned, I asked about a gown, and she just
smiled and said, "It'll just get in the way, so I
didn't get one out; now sit up a minute and I'll put
these under you."
So I sat up and she positioned the pads then had me lay
back on them and covered me with a sheet, then left as
had happened the day before.
After 30 minutes, she returned and did the electro
stimulation, and then started the manual massage. This
day however, she spent a considerable amount of time
massaging downward onto my rear end, which I might say
felt great. We talked as she worked, and she told me
that she had just turned 19 and had moved to the city
from the Chicago area. Her goal was to be a specialist
is sports therapy and that she eventually wanted to get
her Master's Degree and open a specialized clinic of
her own.
When she had completed the massage, she again directed
me in the exercises. This time we started with me on
my back and did some new ones involving leg lifts and
arm leg combinations. Again, her soft hand spent most
of the time on my stomach as I did the exercises and I
was acutely aware that this pretty young woman had a
completely unobstructed view of my entire front side.
The idle movement of her hand inches away from and
occasionally brushing my cock had the expected effect,
I was soon sporting a boner with a mind of it's own.
Beth took note of it with a very long stare but never
made any move to touch it directly or made any comment
about it.
"Ok, up on your hands and knees, Jim, and we'll do the
ones you learned yesterday."
"What's this 'WE'" I said in a joking manner, "I
haven't seen you do any of these exercises yet."
"No any you probably never will! 'WE' as in your
doctor ordered that you be supervised in these
exercises to prevent injury and I am the designated
'Supervisor', now move mister!"
"Yes Massa" I said chuckling imitating slave talk from
some old movie I had seen.
"NOT Master - MISTRESS," she replied, "But you may call
me 'MISSY'," she said with a wink and a grin.
So there I am again, on hands and knees, my cock
pointing like a missile and my balls hanging down
between my open legs. Beth again places one hand on my
back and the other on my stomach as I do the controlled
exercises and again I feel the one on my back work
downward until it is continuously on my butt and gently
massaging the right cheek.
Her hand on my stomach abruptly moved downward and she
grasped my hard cock in her tiny hand.
"Don't move you hips, when you do the extensions" she
said with a husky voice. Still holding onto my cock as
she spoke. "Now continue."
These exercises were hard enough, but with her holding
onto my shaft as I started moving, it was too much.
Changing positions caused my cock to pull against her
hand and her little finger was wrapped around just
below the head on that sensitive part. I groaned with
each movement. Then I heard a giggle!
Looking over my right shoulder, to my shock, I see Lisa
with four other female students standing in the open
curtain doorway. I couldn't believe it! I'm kneeling
(wide open) with Beth firmly holding my steel hard cock
in front of a bunch of young women. I turned beet red
and dropped my head down onto my forearms. Beth still
held me tightly.
"Well Beth, I brought these other students over to
observe how to do these exercises, but I must say, THAT
is a UNIQUE way to maintain supervisory CONTROL."
"Uh.. Lisa, he kept moving his hips when he changed
and, and... it seemed like an easy way to prevent
that..."
The women moved into the booth, and now surrounded the
table. "We'll see," said Lisa, "continue the
exercises."
"OK, Jim let's start again; up on your hands." Beth
ordered, with her right hand still firmly clamped on my
cock.
Lisa lifted my shoulders bending me backwards and I put
my arms back in position. She then stood by my head
with her body almost touching my hair. I could smell
her perfume strongly and she kept her hands on my
shoulders just inside the arms, laying lightly with her
fingers extending onto my back, her thumbs pointed
downward on the front. "Come on Jim, let's get going
here," her soft voice almost whispered.
I started again and during the course of the exercises,
all of the women ran their hands over my body, back,
stomach, arms, legs, ass, but Beth maintain her grip on
my still hard cock. All of this contact had me just
short of cuming, and pre-cum was dripping from my cock
down onto the sheet on the table. My balls felt like
they were about to explode and I could feel the sack
drawn up in anticipation of climax.
Lisa, told me to stop!
"OK girls, that's it, you can go now." Then turned to
Beth after they had gone.
"Beth, you have created considerable muscle tension in
this patient, putting additional stress on his lower
back, which he certainly doesn't need; and it is YOUR
responsibility to relieve his stress... Do you
understand?"
"Uh... yes Lisa, I... I'll take care of it."
"Fine, I'll be in my office. I want to see you when
you are done."
Lisa then left, and Beth's left hand which had been
massaging my right ass cheek again, moved downward and
gently squeezed my balls. "Uuuuhhhhggggaaaahhh" I
moaned, and her right hand worked my cock in smooth
long strokes. In short order, I sprayed cum all over
the sheet below me, then collapsed onto my side, laying
on the juice soaked cloth. As my body rolled on the
way down, Beth kept stroking until my formerly hard
cock, was back to normal size. Beth used her left hand
to stroke my body, and ran her fingers along the right
side of my head, through my hair, returning with her
index finger tracing my jaw line. Her right hand,
continued to gently massage my dick, then my cock and
balls together.
"Thank you Beth," I rasped.
"Your welcome," she said as she bent forward and gave
me a quick 'sisterly' kiss on the lips. "Now lets get
you cleaned up and dressed, that's it for today."
Beth then used a washcloth to wipe the cum from me and
again positioned me to help me get off of the table.
When she stepped between my legs, however, she looked
down at my exposed genitals and then unbuttoned her
smock and turned the big buttons under. "Wouldn't want
a repeat of yesterday!" she giggled as she wrapped her
arms around me as if picking up a small child.
When my feet hit the floor and took my weight, she
continued to hold on, hugging me with her body pressed
full length against me and her small head held firmly
against my chest. I returned her hug but was unsure as
to what to do. She was so young and I was in no
condition physically to get involved with a sexual
affair at the time. After a couple of minutes, she
released me and looked up into my eyes while still
lightly maintaining her hold with her hands on my
waist. I leaned forward, and gave her a light kiss on
the lips. She responded by opening her mouth as my
tongue brushed her lips and she sucked my tongue into
her mouth. After breaking off, she gently patted my
ass and smiled. "See you tomorrow sport!"
That night, I couldn't sleep. I had trouble sleeping
anyway due to the constant pain. But this night, I
spent most of the night thinking about cute little
Beth, her firm little body, her wonderful hands, and
her sweet tasting mouth.
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