Filled!

by Lexi Hots

  Before she had known what was happening Dr. Stone had grabbed her and threw her onto his desk.

  “Did I ask you to clean that shelve?”

  “No sir,” Sabrina answered.

  He had a look of desire on his face, but his voice sounded mad.

  “Did I say it was alright to even be in my office?”

  “No, sir,”

  “I think I need to punish you so you remember the rules.”

  “Yes sir,” Sabrina couldn’t help but let a small smile out.

  But before their interaction could go any further, there was a noise at the front door.

  “Help, my wife is not well.” A man said as he helped his wife into the office and brought her straight back to the exam table.

  “How far along is she?” Dr. Stone asked as he got his supplies out to listen to the heartbeat of the baby.

  “She is about eight months. Her pains started last night, we thought she would have the child today. But her pain is not getting closer together, just more painful.”

  “Sabrina, get me some sterile water and a scalpel.”

  Sabrina ran to the back room and got the doctor the supplies he needed. She brought the husband out to the main room so the doctor could work.

  The woman was very ill and the baby was in distress. The doctor worked hard to try and make her more comfortable, but the pain was unbearable. Finally, he administered some morphine to help her.

  “Sir, we need to take the baby out now. I am going to cut into her abdomen to remove the child. Do you understand?”

  “Yes,” The man said.

  Sabrina realized at that moment, Dr. Stone didn’t just said that to her. It was how he interacted with people. He knew they heard him and understood if they answered yes to him.

  They worked diligently as the doctor put the woman to sleep with some medication. Sabrina stood next to him and handed him the tools he needed to open her up and get the baby out.

  “Scalpel please,” Dr. Stone said as he held out his hand.

  The doctor moved with precision and quickly. Within moments, the baby was out and he handed the boy to Sabrina.

  Sabrina moved to a small table and cleaned the boy off. He was crying and seemed very healthy. She brought him out to his father to hold while she helped the doctor with closing up the woman’s stomach.

  “She has lost a lot of blood and may not make it. We will be able to tell if she comes awake soon.”

  They sat there together waiting for the woman to wake up.

  “Dr. Stone, you were amazing today. You saved that baby.”

  “Call me Robert, Sabrina. And let’s save the amazing words until the baby’s mother wakes up.”

  It was almost midnight when the woman started to wake up from her sleep. Robert, Sabrina, and the woman’s husband were all there waiting to greet her. So was her new baby boy.

  The woman was too weak to be moved so the husband stayed with her. Sabrina brought in a small bassinet and some supplies for the baby.

  “Is it alright if I head home for the night?” Sabrina asked Robert as she gathered her things.

  “Yes. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  Robert looked like he was going to explode. He was bouncing his leg up and down under his desk so loud that Sabrina could hear it from the doorway. His face was flush and he didn’t look well at all.

  “I hope you don’t mind me asking but are you alright?”

  “I don’t know. I feel so pent up. So overworked and exhausted.”

  “You need to relax. Is there anything I can do?”

  Robert knew what would relax him. He knew exactly what would work, but would Sabrina be the woman who could help him?

  “Come with me to my house.”

  “What? Why? How would that help you?”

  “If you can just trust me, I want you to come with me to my house.”

  Sabrina did trust him. For all his yelling and bossiness, she did feel like Robert was a kind man who gave everything he had to others. He gave of all his time. He gave of all his energy. He surely deserved to relax.

  “Yes. I’ll go with you.”

  ***

  Robert helped Sabrina up onto his horse and they made their way to his home. He moved quickly to start some oil lamps so they could see and he put some logs on the wood stove to heat up the house a little.

  “Ok, so how can I help?” Sabrina asked as she looked around his small two-room home.

  “Remember the other night when I spanked you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Let me do that again.”

  Sabrina stood there pondering the idea. She didn’t have to think long though.

  “Yes.”

  Instantly Robert was standing in front of Sabrina and started to unbutton her dress. He didn’t just want to spank her bottom. He wanted to feel her bare skin under his hand. Robert wanted to feel his skin slap hard against hers and hear the moans that would come from her.

  “If it is too hard, you tell me. If you want me to stop, you tell me. Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  Soon Sabrina was standing naked for Robert to see. He looked from her breasts down to the rest of her body. Her perfectly formed body was more than he could have ever imagined. Having Sabrina with him was the perfect end to any day.

  Robert grabbed Sabrina by the hand and laid her over his legs. Her delicate skin felt like heaven against his hands. He rubbed her backside and let his fingers move all over her. Dipping in a feeling her wetness which excited him even more.

  He pulled his hand up and let it release with a mild slap to her butt. She moaned and arched her back and that made Robert want to do it again.

  He slapped her again and again on the ass. Watching her skin welt up slightly and turn read.

  Robert waited for Sabrina to tell him to stop. He gladly would stop at her command. But she did not. She appeared to be enjoying this just as much as he was.

  A third and a fourth hit landed on her rear. Sabrina breathed in and then let the breath out with a moan.

  Robert could feel his body engorged with desire for Sabrina. He wanted to have all of her. He wanted to taste her body, feel his body inside of her. It was more than he could take.

  Robert helped Sabrina stand and then he pulled her back down on his body. This time her naked legs straddled him and her bare breasts were directly near his face. He grabbed a hold of one of her nipples and pulled it in tightly to his mouth.

  He pulled with force and strength which caused Sabrina to cry out. She cried out in pain at first, but then it quickly turned to pleasure. She liked the feeling of pain and pleasure together. It felt delightful and she didn’t want it to stop.

  Robert moved his mouth hard as he pulled her nipple again. But this time Sabrina was prepared for this. She moaned but didn’t cry out in pain this time.

  Sabrina let her lips move to Robert’s neck. She pressed him to bring his lips away from her nipple and up to her mouth, but he wouldn’t.

  Instead, he grabbed her and pulled her tight against him. With his mouth still locked tightly around her nipple, Robert carried her to his bed.

  He threw her only the bed roughly and went to work taking off his clothes. Within moments, Robert stood there naked and full of excitement to be with Sabrina.

  Robert flipped Sabrina over and lay on the bed next to her. He let his hand rub the red area of her behind as he pulled it back again and landed a hard lap to her again. She didn’t scream out. Instead, just laying there and moving her body with a sensual desire.

  Robert liked to hear her scream, but screams of pleasure and a little bit of pain. He wanted to hear it again and again.

  Sabrina moved up onto her knees and let her behind stick up in the air. She was taunting him to hit her again.

  “As hard as you want. I can take it.” Sabrina said as she shook her butt.

  ***

  Robert didn’t wait for her to say it again.

  He came up behind Sabrina and let his body feel he
rs. Her naked body coaxing him to be inside of her.

  Robert let his hard body slide into Sabrina, slowly.

  She let out a moan that he had never heard before. It was a combination of pain, pleasure and desire.

  Robert began thrusting deep inside of Sabrina and just as he did that he used his hand to deliver a huge swat to her.

  She moaned with pleasure.

  “Yes,” Sabrina said.

  Robert continued to thrust harder and harder inside of Sabrina. He had to get all his frustrations out. He was exhausted from work. Tired of having so much to do and not enough time to do it.

  “Harder,” She said.

  When he heard this, Robert let all of his energy release. He grabbed a hold of Sabrina’s naked hips and help them tight against him as he thrust into her. Sabrina’s moans were loud and drove Robert to thrust harder.

  Sabrina wanted this feeling to last forever. His pain also brought pleasure that she couldn’t ignore. She felt like her entire body wanted to explode.

  When his hand made contact with her, it sends electricity throughout her body. She instantly wanted more. Sabrina wanted to feel what Robert’s excitement felt like. She wanted to bring him to the brink of nothing he had ever had before.

  Their bodies began to sweat as they worked hard against each other. Robert thrusting into Sabrina as she pressed back hard against his body.

  Robert brought his hand back behind his head as he continued to thrust. He felt his body getting ready to explode so he let loose with another quick hit to her bottom. Then another and another until Robert let one final thrust into Sabrina.

  She screamed out in pain but never asked Robert to stop. Sabrina liked how Robert’s body felt inside of her. She could have him there with her forever if he would have her. The chemistry between them was enthralling and Sabrina didn’t care at all about his age.

  Robert didn’t stop his thrusting after he had finished with his own pleasure. Instead he reached down and grabbed Sabrina by the long blonde hair. He pulled her hair tightly behind her with his hand and lifted her head back

  This position was delightful and Robert felt himself getting fully excited again. His body felt so much pleasure just being near Sabrina. Being inside of her made that pleasure even more. He held her hair tight as he began to thrust hard again. Trying to cause her pain, not the kind of pain that she would not like, but instead the pain that would drive Sabrina to a new level of pleasure.

  Soon Sabrina’s body was almost fully upright and Robert stayed behind her and inside of her. He held her shoulders and he thrust hard. Then reached around and grabbed her breasts tightly as he moved her whole body with the grip of his hands on her breasts.

  For a moment, Sabrina almost screamed for Robert to stop. She felt her body growing tired and the pain wearing on her. But the pleasure she had was so much that she couldn’t bring herself to make it stop. She wanted more, she wanted Robert to be hers all night long.

  “I want to see you explode with satisfaction,” Robert said to Sabrina when he saw her body getting tired.

  Sabrina closed her eyes and imagined the pleasure building. She wanted it to last forever but knew that it was impossible.

  Soon she did feel a buildup of pleasure though; it started in her abdomen and grew quickly. Soon she couldn’t take it anymore and let out a loud scream with delight. Her body collapsed with exhaustion to the bed and Robert collapsed with her.

  Robert let his hands continue to trace all over Sabrina’s naked body as they both got close to falling asleep. Soon they would both be dreaming about this night they had just had.

  “I would like you to be mine forever,” Robert said as his hands moved around Sabrina’s body.

  She didn’t answer right away as she pondered the idea of being with this man again. It was appealing to think of him. Sabrina liked every thought she had, even the ones that involved pain. Although she had just moved to Chicago, it was a far cry from her home range and it was a much better fit for Sabrina. There was no need for temper tantrums and that other non-sense. Sabrina felt like she had finally found the life that she wanted to live.

  This was the life she had dreamed of.

  “Yes,” Sabrina said as she rolled over and let her butt press up tightly against Roberts body.

  “Yes, you will be mine?”

  “I said yes, Did you not understand?” Sabrina said with a smile on her face.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 59

  My chest pounded like a piston and my blood roared in my ears, almost drowning out the screams from the stands. “Red Bulls! Red Bulls!” The cries went up when I started pumping my legs, pummeling past another yard line, easily evading a linebacker on my tail.

  The crowd went wild, but I could hardly hear them, I could hear my heartbeat. The end zone was just ahead; just another five second sprint and I'd be there! I'd drop hard like a wrecking ball and there would be yet another touchdown to my name!

  The feeling invigorated me, and I rushed forward, ducking out of reach from another backer that loomed from nowhere, stealing my escape from just another one and three more steps were left. Three more and I'd go down flat in the field. A fallen hero!

  I lunged like a javelin through air, ball till taut in my grip as I flew for touchdown, seeing nothing but victory!

  ...and then out of nowhere, something caught me midair, ramming hard into my side. The pain was quick and shocking, my insides turned to jelly. It felt like being hit with a cannon ball and I watched in horror as I skidded leftwards, away from my goal and plowed into dirt.

  The next minutes that followed were queer. I could hear sounds, loud shouting but I couldn’t tell where they came from. An alarm screeched in my left ear and I couldn’t feel my limbs, my view was disoriented but I could hear some words, “How you like that, punk?”

  **

  I opened my eyes later and I was at the hospital. The light overhead stabbed my eyes and I squinted. It took a moment for me to become acquainted with where I was. I was in the hospital, someone was bent over in a chair beside my bed and I had tubes sticking out my wrist. What is this shit? My head throbbed, and I winced. I groaned, and my visitor stirred. He looked up at me. It was my brother Finn.

  He smiled weakly. There were bags under his eyes like he had been up too long, and he had scarcely gotten any sleep.

  “How you feeling, young Bud?” He asked.

  “Queasy and a bit of pain,” I winced again. My right leg was raised and casted. I could see that, but I still tried to move. Pain shot up from my left leg. I stilled and gaped as it ran its course. What happened to my leg...

  “Woah man, you shouldn’t be moving that much. Doctor saidyou fucked up your knee. They’ve administered analgesics, so the pain shouldn’t be much.” Finn sighed, drawing closer with his seat.

  “Who was it man? Who did this shit to me?” My nose itched in irritation. Bits of memory were returning to me. I was playing an interschool match. I had three touch downs in a row. I had almost had a fourth and someone knocked me out clean. “Who the fuck was it, man?” I seethed.

  “How you like it, punk?” The voice was familiar, but I still couldn’t place it.

  “It was Jethro, man. He was real smug about it too.” Finn shook his head. I bit my lip. Jethro was a rival backer from Princeton high. I hated him. He hated me. Our schools hated each other, and my school was Alabama high. I was seething and tripping. The tryouts were in three weeks. I needed to be back up on my feet ASAP. I tried to move but the pain shut up my leg again, stunning me.

  “Fuck, what did I break man?” I half sobbed, half cried to him. He was the only one to show up because my mom had died, and my father hated me chasing football as a career.

  “Knee dislocation. Nothing serious. You'll be back up in a month and a week or so.” Finn shrugged.

  “What? What? Shit. No!” I retched, gawking at my lifeless leg like it was something sinister.r />
  “Jason? Woah Jason!” Finn raised his hands, gesticulating.

  “Man, One month? One month's too much. I can’t sit around for a month.” I nearly screamed, imagining yet another year going to waste. All that time and sweat, gone to waste.

  “Look, your agent was here earlier. He wasgrim about this. Said he might have to drop you—”,

  “Shit! No, man. What? No!” I cried hysterically.

  “Chill, man. He's going to have a doctor check you out and tell him for sure if you can play real soon. He didn’t trust the town's clinic, said he needed to have professional look.” Finn quipped, placing arm on my shoulder and pushing me back down into the bed.