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Adventures in Medical Fem Dom 7/?
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Chapter 7 - Beth and Jennifer
It was a Wednesday evening and as usual I was sitting
in my recliner watching the evening news, when Beth
rang the door bell. Knowing that she was coming over,
I just yelled that the door was open and for her to
come on in, my attention was focused on the news
program.
Shortly, Beth appeared and to my shock was accompanied
by another woman, who appeared to be in her mid 20's,
about 5-8 and a little heavy. Not fat but "plump"
looking. She had straight dark brown hair which was
currently tied back in a pony tail and was wearing an
all white pants suit like a nurses uniform.
"Hi Jim," called Beth as she entered, "Uh Jim, I want
you to meet my roommate... This is Jennifer."
"So this is the dastardly roommate, Beth is always
worried about when she stays late," I said with a
smile.
"Hi Jim, glad to meet you, Beth has told me a lot about
you," she then paused and continued, "You mean this
little Twerp has been using ME as an excuse to run off
and leave you? I don't care what she does, I just
asked her to call me if she was altering her schedule
greatly, so I wouldn't worry about her."
"Soooo Beth, Nowww we know you REALLY didn't have to
leave, just call eh..." I kidded her. Beth turned red
with blush and Jennifer thought it was hilarious.
"Oh Beth lighten up and come over her," I offered and
the small girl moved over beside me and I sat her down
on the arm of the chair and ran my right hand up along
her spine, while taking her left hand in my left hand
and kissed it lightly. "Just kidding Missy, Just
kidding..."
Beth took my hand and held it between hers, then
shifted so that she was looking at me.
"Jim... uh, Jennifer has a problem, and, and I thought
you could help her..."
I looked over at Jennifer and she was now the one who
was turning red and had her eyes downcast. "You know I
will, If I can, Missy, What's the problem?"
Beth got up and went over to her roommate and guided
her to a standing position beside the chair, then stood
beside her with her right arm around the larger woman.
"Jennifer's boyfriend split about six months ago and,
and well, she hasn't had any since he left..." "I... I
thought maybe, you and she... could .... you know!"
"Well I don't know. Is that what you want Jennifer?"
The woman trembled and turned her head away from me.
She looked like she was about ready to run.
"Jennifer... YOU KNOW YOU DO!" Beth almost shouted.
"Jennifer... Jennifer, look at me," I said in as calm
and soothing a voice as I could muster, "Would you like
to make love, Jennifer?"
"yes" was the whispered reply.
"Then get undressed and come here," I gently proposed.
Immediately, Beth started unbuttoning Jennifer's top
and quickly had it off, then pulled down on her elastic
waist band pulling both pants and panties down in one
movement. Jennifer had a lush bush covering her
womanhood and while I gazed at it, Beth was stripping
the woman of her camisole and bra. Jennifer was a
little overweight, which was visible as heavier arms,
shoulders, thighs and a rounded belly, but still well
within the bounds of acceptable to my taste. Her
breasts were a firm bull B Cup plus but not quite a C
cup and tipped by dark brown nipples which were
stiffening as I watched.
I took her hand and guided her to a sitting position on
my lap, then gently stroked her face and neck and
reached up and removed the rubber band from her hair,
allowing it to fall down, caressing her shoulders.
Jennifer was scared and her whole body trembled, so I
pulled her to me and gently kissed her forehead,
cheeks, neck and then mouth as I encircled her
shoulders with my arm. She responded and moved so that
her breasts brushed against me and I began stroking the
rest of her body. When I cupped her right breast in my
hand, and gave it a light squeeze it was like a shock
passing through her. She dove on my mouth and kissed
my for all she was worth. I was gasping when she
finally broke for air.
Mean while, little Beth had stripped and was between my
legs, sucking my cock to a hard erection.
"Ladies, let's move to the bedroom, I can't do much in
this chair," I offered.
Both women helped me up and we went arm in arm to the
bedroom, where I had Jennifer lay down and I proceeded
to explore her pussy with my tongue through three quick
orgasms. The first was almost immediate when I flicked
my tongue over her clitoris, the second while I
explored the space between her inner and outer lips and
the third as I sucked directly on her hole with my
tongue buried as far inside as I could get it.
"God it had been soooo... long," Jennifer almost cried.
"Jennifer, with my back problem you are going to have
to be on top..." I suggested.
"On Top! I've never gotten to do it that way, my, my
boyfriends always used the missionary or doggy
positions... course they never licked me down there
(almost whispered)... I... I won't hurt you will I? I
know I weigh more than I should, and... and I don't
want to hurt you..."
"Jenny, quit worrying and just straddle my hips, then
do what feels good to you."
Soon Jennifer was impaled on my cock and working
herself towards an orgasm. Beth, was sitting on her
knees beside us and when I looked at her she was
smiling and then moved so that she was straddling my
head, her beautiful young pussy poised above my mouth.
"Eat me slave!"
"Yes Missy..." before I could say more, her body was
grinding away on my face, her thighs locked around my
head.
I don't know how many times the women came, I was in
heaven and they switched several times. I came three
times, and was covered with pussy juice from my head to
my knees. By the time they were done, I was exhausted
and only vaguely remember them cleaning me with a
washcloth, I slept continuously that night and was
almost late for my appointment the next day.
For the balance of my Physical Therapy, Beth and
Jennifer visited me. Beth, usually 3 times per week
and Jennifer once or twice, but never again together.
At the end of the 5 weeks, I was scheduled to return to
the surgeons office for my followup. On the last day,
Lisa and Beth did an entire evaluation similar to the
one on the first day.
"It's not any better, is it Jim," asked Lisa.
"No, I feel better for an hour or two after the
treatment, then the pain comes back and I have to take
the pills.
"Well Jim, we've done everything we can for you, but it
didn't work... they will probably have to operate."
said Lisa.
"Ladies, I want to thank you for trying, and ..."
before I could say more, both came to where I was
sitting and hugged me, then each gave me a deep kiss.
"Good Luck Jim, we have to go now, we have a patient
waiting..."
and they walked out of the office.
Chapter 8 Back to the Surgeon and the Hospital
The following morning, I reported back to the surgeon's
office and as usual was told by the nurse to strip and
put on a gown. (Note: I have come to the conclusion
that doctors and nurses can't talk to someone with
clothes on; stripping the patient makes them vunerable
and gives the medical person a dominant position.)
After the exam, the Doctor decided that (1) I needed
surgery, (2) He was going to put me in traction for the
next week due to the amount of medication currently
needed to keep the pain levels short of crippling, and
(3) He would arrange for the second opinion while I was
in the Hospital.
I was admitted to XXSU hospital immediately following
the exam and taken to a room in the orthapedic wing.
Now, I don't know who thought up the idea of traction
but I am sure that they were a bondage enthuiast. A
belt is placed under the arms attached to cables which
are anchored at the head of the bed, then leather cuffs
are attached to the ankles which are attached to cables
running up over a metal framework and weights attached.
A second belt is placed low on the hips and it's cables
pull towards the foot of the bed. In short, you are
placed in a contraption reminicent of "the rack" and I
am sure that Torquemada the grand inquisitor of the
Spannish inquision would have immediately recognized
and appreciated it.
Additionally, after spending the past 2 months on high
powered pain killers, I was suddenly cutoff "cold
turkey" with the explanation "this will reduce your
tollerance so that when you need them after the surgery
they will be more effective."
Needless to say, I was not in the best of moods for the
next couple of days... and if that wasn't enough, the
head nurse on the floor could be best described as an
ex-marine drill sergeant and bitch-goddess of the West
all rolled up into a 250 lb. lump of nasty. As far as
she was concerned, I was a piece of meat, generally to
be ignored, and without any feelings needing consider-
ation.
After the first 24 hours of no pain drugs I was
wringing wet, in considerable pain especially where the
traction belts were secured and my back muscles were in
almost constant spasms. My pleas for her to check with
the doctor about getting some muscle relaxants were
ignored, even though I knew that the medical order only
said to elliminate the pain medication.
Another 24 hours pass and No matter what I wanted or
needed it was a "forget it" situation. Including when
I asked for a urinal or bedpan and it was denied.
Having ignored my repeated requests for a urinal or
bedpan, I eventually pissed the bed and then she got
mad that I had made a mess. She screamed and yelled
for 15 minutes about it and I had no choice but to
listen. When she was done, she just stood there
glaring at me with her fists balled up.
"Maybe the next time I ask for a urinal you won't
ignore it," I hissed in reply and she stomped out of
the door.
About 20 minutes later, two student nurses and an male
nurse arrived with clean sheets. The male nurse
instructed the students on how to remove and replace
the wet bedding while I was secured in traction. He
told me to grab onto the rail above my head and
adjusted the weights hooked to my ankles and before I
knew what was going on, I was suspended about 6" over
the bed by the cables attached to my torso and ankles.
He then removed the gown and pulled the sheets from
under me leaving me hanging there completely nude.
"OK ladies, he is going to need a bath and while you
are at it, he has surgery next monday, so we might as
well shave him now so that it will go quicker on Sunday
when we have fewer staff. I have to go check on the
rest of my patients, can you handle this?"
"Sure Bill no problem!"
When he left, the two student nurses approached and
both made no pretense of anthing other than that they
were surveying my fully exposed body. "Let's get him
washed up," said the one; a good looking brunette,
about 20 years old and about 5-6 and slim.
"I'll get the stuff," replied the other who looked
younger, 18 at most I guessed and a petite 5-1 or 5-2,
with shiny black hair.
In short order, they were washing me from head to toe
and the feel of their hands working on my body had the
predictable effect of getting me hard. I just hung
there with my eyes closed, enjoying the bath, until I
heard the shorter one giggle. Opening one eye, I saw
her staring at my hard cock with a big grin on her
face.
"Not bad," whispered the brunette and they both giggled
again.
"All done with the bath Mr. ... " as she realized she
didn't know my name.
"Jim" I filled in for her.
"All done with the bath Jim, now we have to shave you
for surgery."
"Whatever," I replied. Hanging there suspended, there
wasn't anything I could do about it so I just decided
to go with the flow.
"How do we get at his back?" one of them asked. "I'll
get Nurse Jones." was the reply (Shit! I thought the
battle ax bitch!)
Shortly the younger student returned with the head
nurse. "Got him trussed up GOOD I see!" "Why don't
you go and get the other students and I'll show all of
you at once how to work the hardware." Both students
left to round up the others.
"Well STUD I see the girls got you excited," she
sarcastically remarked as she smirked at me. Flicking
my cock with her finger, "We'll make sure all the sweet
young things see your puny little cock and everything
else while we are at it."
A couple of minutes later, the room was full of at
least a dozen student nurses all in the 18-21 age
bracket and representing just about every physical type
and race.
"Listen up ladies, this patient is scheduled for back
surgery next Monday, and Billy will not have time on
Sunday to do a full shave, so Amy and Judi are going to
do it today, so that Billy will only have to do a
touchup on Sunday." She then launched into a
description of how the traction hardware worked which I
ignored. All I could see was a room full of young
women surrounding my nude body, many of whom were
staring at my equipment rather than the bed's
equipment.
"Cross your arms on that bar Bucco," the head nurse
directed at me, "I said cross your arms!" This got my
attention and I re-gripped the bar over head. She then
did something which brought my feet together and then
reached across me to my hip and rotated my suspended
body so that I was now hanging face down; <clank> and
my feet were now spread wide to the corners of the bed
stabelizing my face down position. "Ok did everybody
see how that was done? Good! Amy, Judy and Leslie you
help them... I want everything from this belt down
shaved on both sides... So let's get to it..."
"The rest of you come with me and we will learn about
numatic beds and check back on these 3 later."
The Head Nurse Ms. Jones and the students left the room
at that point, leaving me with the two who had washed
me (Amy the smaller girl and Judy the brunette) along
with Leslie a tall slim black girl. Leslie immediately
took charge. "You two work on his legs and I'll start
here and work down."
As they spread (what I supposed was) shaving gel over
my legs and back, I asked, "Why are you shaving my
legs, they are operating on my back?"
"First, because Nurse Jones told us to," replied Amy
and "Second, because you will be wearing surgical
stockings after the operation; kind of like VERY tight
thigh-hi stockings and they will be MUCH more
comfortable if you don't have hair on your legs."
"And the front side has to be shaved," added the black
girl, "so that no germs can hide in that nasty hair
near the bandages or wound site."
My back was done quickly as I have almost no hair on my
chest or back anyway, but Amy and Judy were spending
considerable time on my legs. Mean while, Leslie was
spreading the gel on my ass and her fingers were
gliding up and down the crack to the base of my balls.
Her razor was soon removing the hair from my butt and
after she had scraped the sides she stopped.
"Amy, could you pull his cheeks apart so I can get down
inside?"
"Sure Les..."
Hands gripped the muscles of my ass and spread them
wide and now the sharp blade was removing every hair
from the crack and around my asshole down to the base
where my scrotum starts.
The gel made my skin slippery and once, I felt a
fingertip enter my backside, all of this handling had
my cock hard again and it's tip was just brushing the
bed below me.
"ALL Done, let's turn him back over," Leslie ruled.
<clank> feet together, rotate
<clank> feet stretched wide apart, face up, cock
pointed up.
"OK Back to work!"
Amy was again working on my left leg as Judy worked on
the right. Leslie spread gel on my chest and quickly
removed the few hairs there, then spread gel from my
stomach downward until her fingers were spreading it on
and around my stiff cock, then onto my balls. She
looked me in the eyes and smiled as she massaged the
gel into my groin and stroked my cock until it
twitched.
Then out came the blade and she quickly stripped by
stomach area, then move downward. In a flash, all of
the pubic hair above my cock was gone, before she
paused. Holding my shaft at the head, she gently
passed the blade down it's sides then on down where the
sack meets the tighter skin of the groin.
At this point, Amy and Judy put some slack in the
cables then stretched my legs wider apart, so that
Leslie could get easy access to my balls. Gripping the
slacker skin between thumb and finger with one hand she
pulled it tight then carefully scraped it clean, this
was repeated again and again at different angles until
she was satisfied that she had gotten it all. Her gel
covered hand then cupped my balls and gently massaged
them again, as she looked to my face and smiled.
Amy and Judy reset the traction and I was again
suspended and stretched wide. All three girls got
washcloths and proceeded to wash all the areas they had
shaved, then patted it dry and rubbed it with a cream
of some kind. All three took the opportunity to cream
coat my cock and balls and twice, fingers were fully
buried up my ass. I just hung there, eyes closed and
moaning as they worked on my body. Unfortunately,
they didn't finish the job.
As they spread the clean sheets out below me, Nurse
Jones and the other student nurses returned.
"Well Stud, I see that they got rid of all that nasty
hair," the head nurse gloated, "Smooth as a baby's ass,
just the way it should be."
The nurse then ignored me and checked the bedding to
make sure that it was placed properly, then told the
students to lower me onto the bed. I should note that
in traction, "onto" means just barely touching, since
you are stretched on their torture device. A single
sheet was then placed over me and the show moved off
elsewhere.
Later that night, I awoke to the feel of a warm toungue
swirling around the head of my cock. I could make out
a white uniform dress bending over me but the room was
dark and I couldn't see who was sucking me. Whoever,
it was, I was getting a first class blowjob, as the
mouth worked feverishly on my cock and a hand gently
massaged my balls.
When I came, it felt like I was pumping gallons of cum,
but the mouth just kept sucking until there was no more
to pump.
"Leslie?" I asked
"Yes Jim, I figured I owed you that after leaving you
stiff this afternoon. Besides, I've never gonedown on
a shaved cock before..."
"All I can say is thank you!, I've never felt it that
good before..."
"My pleasure sir!" and the tall black girl leaned over
and kissed me. Then have me a quick squeeze on the
cock and was gone. Neither, of us ever mentioned it
again, and I sometimes wonder whether it really
happened or was a dream.....
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