Doctor’s revenge (Closed for RennyStyle)

[MisterY77]

Dr. Kevin Lane examined the photographs and medical records gorgeous woman about to enter his prison clinic. She seemed far too pretty to be a new prisoner coming to get a medical exam. He leafed through the photos. Some were mug shots. Then there were the intimate photos that her boyfriend took that the police “confiscated,” which his uncle the warden made sure were included. Pussy, ass, tits, everything. He realized that he would soon have his revenge.

When he was young and idealistic, he harbored notions of doing good for humanity. He volunteered at a free clinic while he interned at St. Aloycious hospital. One night his uncle, a prison official, told him that the prison needed a doctor for a few days as the regular doc was out sick. That seemed to be perfect. He could get good experience while helping the disadvantaged, right up his alley.

One false allegation by an 18 year old thief ended his career. She was looking for a payday and an early release, and he was the victim. He was never charged but the damage was done. Even though her claim was proven false, the hospital chose not to renew his internship.

Lucky for Kevin, the previous doc kicked the bucket and his uncle was a able to get Kevin the job. That was when he was 27. Now he was 40 and all that idealism had turned to bitterness and cynicism.

So here he was, examinig photos of gorgeous woman bent over, ass and pussy presented like a cat in heat. It made his pulse jump and his cock throb at the thought of thoroughly examining this helpless piece of societal refuse.

Because His next patient was that little cunt that had gotten him into trouble those years ago. What was her name, Liz? No. Tricia.He'd molest her mercilessly. Warden said that because of her false allegations, he’d make sure that any new ones fell on deaf ears, so feel free to actually do what she said you did. And more.

For an instant he looked outside of the glass and saw his next patient. He stared in disbelief when he saw her. The little cunt that had gotten him into trouble those years ago. What was her name, Liz? No, Tricia. It was time for his revenge.

The guard brought Tricia in. “Out of your clothes,” Kevin said.

He pulled a pair of rubber gloves out and put one on, making sure to snap it loudly. "Tricia, stand on the line on the floor there and bend down and put your hands on the exam table," he said, pointing to a line of tape about a foot from the table. From that position, she would be exposed and vulnerable. He cuffed her hands to the table.

He put his other glove on with a snap and motioned for the other prisoner to be brought in. The guard have him a quizzical look and led the other prisoner into the exam room. "Have her get those clothes off and put her in the cage,” he ordered the guard.

The guard brought in a woman, mid 20s, dark hair, athletic build. The wonan liiked Tricia up and down until the guard forced her to comply. He roughly stripped her and brought her to a tall, narrow cage in the cornet of the room and locked her in.

He went to his desk and opened his bag. This night was about to get very interesting.

 

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Tricia tensed up when she heard the latex snap against the doctor's skin. Her wrists had been cuffed as far apart as possible, her shoulder blades almost touching the metal on the edge. She was bent over at almost 90 degrees, and she nervously waited on the line as the doctor prepared. She was worried that if she spread her legs apart, that she would slip and fall. She tried to get into a comfortable position, but couldn't find one.

As she struggled, the woman in the cage watched gleefully, her hand reaching down and slowly rubbing herself.

 

[MisterY77]

Though tempted to jump right in and let her know who he was and how much trouble she waa in, Kevin started the exam by asking the basic questions. Do you have any known medical conditions, do you have any sores, etc. Then he placed his hands on her knees and slid them slowly up her inner thighs. “Hold still for the exam. How many sexual partners have you had?”

His hands slowly moved upward inside her thighs. As he nesred her pussy, he looked over at the woman in the cage and asked, “have you been with men, women, or both?”

He saw the woman in the cage touch herself asked, “You like this one, Kimmy?” Kimmy responded with a whimper.

“Now hold still for the internal exam,” he said as his fingers pressed firmly against her pussy lips, fondling them roughly, searching for and eventually finding het clit.

“When was your last orgasm? How often do you masturbate?” he asked as he predded her clit.

 

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"Multiple partners, both genders, but I always use protection. At least until I did until I got in here." Tricia answered as the doctor teased her pussy. "As for orgasms, that's none of your business."

She felt him apply pressure against her and her toes curled. He repeated his question, forcing her to answer. "No, I don't masturbate. There isn't much of an opportunity when you share a cell with three other women."

 

[MisterY77]

“Define multiple. Multiple can mean 2 or 50.”

Kevin boomed in an suthoratative voice “Last. Orgasm. Criminal. Or do you want to stay bound here?” He continued manipulating - manhandling really - her clit until he began to feel some moisture loosen things. Then he began to work the lips apart and slide a finger in. He worked tie first joint of his middle finger in and out of her, spreading the wetness around.

“You’re very naive if you think none of your cell mates have never masturbated. Sicily does it almost every weekly and Sarah has done it. And look st Kinny over there, she’s going to town on that pussy of hers. Aren’t you, Kinmy?” Kimmy was gripping the bar of the cage now, holding herself up as her other hand continued to pleasure herself.

His finger began to slide in more smoothly, so he slid more in, curving it and pressing against her pubic bone to search for her G-spot.

 

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"One partner. Most of the time." Tricia answered, fighting her body's reaction to the fingering she was receiving. "Last orgasm... fuck... three weeks ago. Oh god. Oh fuck, fuck." She shut her eyes. "Please stop."

She gripped the side of the bed as the fingers slipped deeper into her. "And just because my cellmates masturbate in front of me doesn't mean I'm comfortable doing it myself."

 

[MisterY77]

“That’s better,” Kevin said, having found the bump inside of the criminal’s pussy that he was looking for. He began to tease it mercilessly.

“I will stop when your exam is done,” he said, sliding his finger in and out, her pussy becoming sloppy and wet. When Tricia remarked about not being comfortable masturbating in her cell, Kimmy piped up between moans. “Ohhh... you should .... uhhh ... learn to... uh! You’ll be so ... uhhhhh uhhhh ... much happier here!” Kimmy panted.

“Kimmy, she’s awfully sloppy wet. Wouldn’t you just love a taste?”

“Mmmm hmmmm,” she responded.

Kevin continued to manipulate her pussy. “Do you know who I am, prisoner?”

 

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"You're the man with his fingers in my pussy." Tricia hissed at him, trying to pull herself away from him. "Aren't you done, yet?"

She could see Kimmy stroking herself, the sight of the brunette's sopping folds and furious hands burning itself into Tricia's mind. The doctor molesting her matched Kimmy's speed and intensity, and Tricia almost felt like the woman in the cage was masturbating her, too. She tried to turn and look away, tried to retain her dignity, but she was becoming weak in the knees. Despite her attempt at self-control, this man was hitting her G-spot.

 

[MisterY77]

Kevin pressed Tricia’s bump firmly, fingers sliding in and out. After about fifteen strokes, he pulled his fingers from her pussy. He grabbed the bottle of lube and dripped a few drops on her ass hole, rubbing it in with the finger that was just in her pussy.

Kimmy whimpered loudly and shuddered in the cage as she reached a climax. Kevin turned to watch her for a moment. The door of the cage rattled, filling the office with a metallic clatter, as she shuddered, whimpering softly. Kimmy squeezed her nipple between her thumbs and firefingers, lust filled eyes locked on Tricia. Kevin remarked, “That was fast, Kimmy. Do you like this girl or something?”

“Am i going to find any contraband in here, prisoner,” Kevin asked as he slid the first joint of his index finger into the prisoner’s hole. Kimmy’s eyes widened a bit as he began to examine Tricia even more intimately. He continued to push even though it really wasn’t relaxing and giving way, which made him smirk.

 

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Tricia moaned loudly, gasping and almost losing her balance as the finger probed deeper inside her. Her feet shifted forward and she put her weight onto the examination table, making it rattle.

"You're not going to find anything in there," Tricia answered. "Nothing's been that far up before."

Tricia gripped the table where her wrists had been chained. She had been no stranger to anal sex, but had never divulged in it with her husband, only with the few quick flings she allowed herself when she was feeling unappreciated or insatiable.

She felt the finger push in further and groaned again. Kimmy smiled, watching the blonde being violated.

 

[MisterY77]

Kevin slid his finger most of the way in. “Yes, they always say their ass is pure as the driven snow. Oh no, doctor, nothing’s been in my ass, they say. I won’t even let my boyfriend’s dick in there they say. But as soon as I get my finger in there,” he said, thrusting it the rest of the way in.

“Then what do you know, a balloon of coke stuck way up in their ‘virgin’ ass hole.” He twisted his finger around, searching her ass for contraband. He slid his thumb into her still wet pussy. Because of his work on her clit and g spot, it slid right in. He rubbed the membrane wall between her ass and pussy between the two fingers.

Kimmy moaned and cooed as she watched the doc violated Tricia. Her hand released her nipple and started to trail down her body. “Having another go, Kimmy?”

“Yes doctor.”

“You like Tricia?”

“Oh doctor, I want to play with her, she’s delicious!”

The doctor thrust his fingers into Tricia a couple more times roughly before pulling them out. He took off the gloves. Then he undid her right hand and cuffed it with a handcuff that was attached to a chain that came from the other side of the table. Same for the left. “Step forward.”

When she did, he pulled the chain and her arms were cuffed to the other end of the table. She was now bent over the table, face against it, arms pulled over her head, straight out. “It’s story time,” he said as he walked behind Tricia, undoing the buclke on his belt. Kimmy’s eyes lit up.

“There once was a young doctor, an intern, fresh out of medical school.”

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia strained, hanging helplessly in position over the examination table. She tries to fuss, but the chains wouldn't give. Kimmy began opening her mouth as she played with herself, which put a thought into the doctor's head. He took a spreader gag and placed it in Tricia's mouth, forcing the woman's mouth open. He didn't want her interrupting her story.

Tricia tried to protest, her yelling turning into formless sounds of anguish. She continued trying to struggle, feeling her wetness begin to slither down her thighs thanks to the doctor's intense prodding.

When she heard the doctor's belt and pants hitting the floor, she began thrashing more, moaning through her gag, hoping to make enough noise to raise someone's attention. She knew what the doctor was planning to do with her, and she was helpless to prevent it.

 

[MisterY77]

“One day this doctor took a shift at the local prison,” he said, dropping his pants onto the floor. He walked over to his desk and opened a drawer as he spoke.

“See, he had the foolish notion that it would be altruistic to offer services to a prison as a nonprofit.” He pukked out a large blue glass dildo and walked over to the cage.

“Here, Kimmy. Make yourself useful and fuck your pussy with this a few times,” he said, handling it to her. She took it and immediately thrust it into her pussy, her whimpers becoming loud moans. She thrust it in several times before he said, “That’s enough. Give it here.” Kimmy complied with a little whine.

“Little did this naive new doc know that some teenaged little cunt was going to ruin his life,” Kevin said as he walked to the head of the table, grabbing a fistful of Tricia’s hair. “Little bitch came in for a routine exam.”

He tugged her head back and thrust the dildo into Tricia’s mouth. He pushed it in as far as it would go, chuckling darkly when she gagged. He let her hair go and left the dildo in so Tricia could taste Kimmy. “Well Kimmy, if she could talk, I bet she’d say that you’re delicious too.” Kimmy moaned in delight.

He picked up his pants and slid his belt out. Tricia heard the whiff in the air as the belt flew just before it but into her ass, leaving a stinging welt.

 

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Tricia screamed as the belt slapped her ass. The skin turned red, and the doctor immediately gave them another hard slap. She whined again, gagging on the glass cock in her mouth, saliva began dripping from her open mouth.

Tricia began to piece together where the doctor's story was headed, though she still hadn't identified him. A few more moments and she might have, but the whipping overtook her, stopped her mind in its tracks.

The chains rattled each time the doctor hit her tense body. She tried not to cry.

 

[MisterY77]

“The horrible little monster then went and reported me as having violated her ass with my dick,” he said, beating her with the belt again. As the edge on his anger began to subside a little, his cock started to harden with each flogging. “She thought maybe she’d get leniency from the judge, but it was no help.”

“Even though it wasn’t true, my internship and prospects dried right up. And so, here I am, providing free health care for human filth.” He belted her again, leaving a criscross of welts that looked like a game of pickup sticks.

He then undid the cuffs and pulled her fully onto the table, rolling her on her back and cuffing her down again.

 

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Tricia moaned as her body was rolled onto the examination table, her reddened ass burning as it touched the paper. She was too weak to resist as she was manacled into place, but only now did she get a good look at the doctor and connect it with his story.

"You. It's you!" She began thrashing uselessly on the table.

 

[MisterY77]

Kevin gripped her leg and shackled it to the leg of the table, then the other. Her legs were spread and her waist was right at the edge. He traced his fingers up and down Tricia’ pussy lips. Kimmy began moaning as she looked on with lust and envy. The doctor raised a hand and slapped Tricia’s pussy hard.

“Yes. It’s me. And I’ve been hoping for this day to come,” He started as he went to the wall and grabbed the first aid kit. Or so Tricia thought. When he got back she saw that he grabbed the AED. “because nothing I do here today is going to cause me the slightest trouble.”

He opened the box to the AED and began to unpack the electrodes. “I’ve hacked this bad boy and overridden the software so it shocks when I want it to.”

 

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Tricia's body thrashed in her restraints as Kevin returned to the examination table. She tried hard to keep his hands from her body, but she had no chance of escape.

"Stop fighting," Kimmy called from her cell, "you might just like it."

Tricia protested as electrodes were attached with adhesive to the side of her breasts, close to her nipples.

"No, please no," Tricia panted, exhausted from Kevin's rough fucking and terrified of how painful the shocks would be. Kevin applied each electrode carefully and professionally, but wouldn't repress his perverted smile as he did it.

 

[MisterY77]

Kevin attached the wires from the electrodes to the machine and turned it on. “You were sentenced to 6 months. And you still decided it was worth ruining someone’s career, even their life, just to try to get out early,” he said, turning one of the knobs. “As if they’d have let you out even if what you said were true.”

With her legs chained to the table, Tricia’s legs were spread wide. Kevin slapped her pussy. Wetness clung to his hand. Then he flicked her right nipple. “Your hard nipples and wet pussy are betraying your feelings, Tricia. Kimmy’s probably right, you know.” He pressed a button on the aed. Her body involuntarily jerked as a shock erupted in her breasts. Her breasts felt a buzz and her nipples tingled. He pressed the button again, delivering another shock.

He flicked her nipples. “They should be nice and sensitive now. Let’s see how sensitive they’ll get when I turn up the shock,” he said as he turned a knob and hit the button again. A stronger zap made her body convulse. “Do you like my machine? I made it for you, you know. Kimmy likes it. Don’t you, Kimmy?”

 

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"I love it, God, I love it!" Kimmy groaned, hand deep inside her pussy. "Use that bitch, just save some for me."

Tricia groaned. She glanced downward at her body. She couldn't imagine her nipples being more hard, more erect. Each time the doctor flicked them, it sent a wave of pain through her body. She squirmed helplessly in the chains.

When Kevin turned back to his machine, she called after him, begging him not to turn it on, she could barely handle what had come before. The room was filled with her helpless pleading, which turned into a scream when Kevin cranked the knob and electricity flew through Tricia's naked body. Her back arched, her body tensed, her eyes went wide. The energy was so intense, it triggered an immediate orgasm and she came.

 

[MisterY77]

“Well, Kimmy, I may let you use her if you beg real good and promise not to hurt her too much. Can’t have anything broken.”

Kevin was shocked with what Tricia did when she was shocked. “Tricia, did you just... come?” He reached for the button to shock her again st what he assumed would be a snarky remark.

This was intriguing. Would his torture device actually be useful for forced orgasms? This was better than he could have hoped for. He reached down and felt her pussy. The horrible woman’s cunt was practically dripping. He walked over to the cage and wiped Tricia’s juice on Kimmy’s face.

He walked back to the control, having given Tricia a sufficient break. He hit the button again and watched Tricia flop. He walked back over to the prisoner and put his thumb in her well lubrucated ass and two fingers in her pussy, working her G- spot again. “So, Tricia, what’ll it be, fun with Kimmy now or more fun with me first?”

“So Tricia, what’ll it be, fun with