Open Wide!
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He froze, but only for a moment. The next thing she saw, he was smiling. Smiling that smile of his, the smile that made Catherine's heart pound, the smile that reached past his face and went down, down, into the depths of hell.
He casually reached over and turned off the gas, his eyes never leaving hers. Leaning down so that his mouth was right next to her ear, she heard him whisper, "Almost done," before standing up and turning to face away from her.
Catherine's mind swam. She blinked, her vision blurry, as she began to regain motion back in her limbs. Her muscles tingled in her limbs as she slowly came back to life. She could hear the sound of papers being shuffled around and she turned her head, seeing Doctor Thorn's back at the table on the opposite wall.
Catherine let out a small moan and the doctor turned around, a kind smile on his face.
"Ah Catherine, you're awake, good," he said. "The procedure went fairly well, but I'm afraid you'll have to come in for just one last appointment."
"Huh ... what?" Catherine asked, her head still swimming.
"One last appointment," the doctor repeated to her, a little louder this time. "I've already booked it with the receptionist, it's for two days from now. That should give you enough time to recover before I can see you again."
"Two ... days ... from now ..." Catherine repeated, the words coming out of her mouth in a slurry.
"That's right," the doctor repeated. His smile changed, became deeper, evil. He was looking in her eyes now, looking straight at her, as he said what she needed to know. "In two days, you'll come in here for an appointment. You won't be scared, you won't run away. Two days' time."
"Two days," Catherine heard herself say.
"Good," the doctor said, and his face became pleasant again, a light smile that reached his eyes. "So long, Catherine."
He turned back to the table and busied himself with paperwork. Catherine lifted herself up out of the chair, the space between her legs throbbing as she walked out of the room. By the time she had made it back to the foyer her head felt much clearer, even if her body didn't feel entirely right. In the back of her mind, the words "two days" kept repeating, over and over and over.
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Two days later, Catherine arrived at the dentist's office, feeling a little confused and embarrassed. She knew that she had an appointment with the dentist, had been thinking about it all day in fact, but for the life of her she couldn't remember ever making the appointment. She signed in with the receptionist and was assured that she did, in fact, have an appointment booked.
Catherine sat down in a chair and picked up a magazine, taking a glance around the room. She froze in place. She was the only one there, save for the receptionist. There were no other patients waiting. The sound of keyboard clacking away was loud and ominous in the eerie silence. Something felt wrong to Catherine, and a voice inside of her told her, begged her to leave. But something held her back. Something kept her where she was.
"Catherine?" the receptionist called out, snapping her back to reality. "The dentist will see you now."
Catherine stood up and walked down the hall to the examination room. Even before she entered the room she knew what she was going to see, knew in her heart what was there waiting for her. And as she turned the corner her suspicions were confirmed: Doctor Thorn stood there staring at her, that smile pasted on his face like a mask.
"Catherine," he said. "So glad you could make it. Please, have a seat."
Catherine put her purse down and climbed up into the dentist's chair. Doctor Thorn loomed over her, staring down into her face with that smile of his always there.
"We're going to need the muscle relaxant again today, Catherine. You remember that, don't you?"
Catherine swallowed and nodded, her throat feeling too dry for her to speak. The doctor grabbed a needle from the table beside her.
"Hold out your arm," he instructed, and she did as he said. His eyes never left her, his smile never faltering, as he injected her veins with the clear liquid. She immediately felt her body begin to relax into the chair, her muscles melting down into puddles as her head relaxed back into the headrest.
"Good," Doctor Thorn said as he placed the needle on the table beside her. "Now unfortunately we've run out of gas, Catherine, which means you're going to be awake during the entire procedure. But I think you know what to expect since last time, isn't that right?"
The barrier in Catherine's mind broke open and she was flooded with panic. She remembered everything, everything that happened to her the last time and she realized that she had to get out of there immediately.
Her heart pounded as she struggled to get up, but her body wasn't listening. The drugs had done their job and she was stuck, helpless, unable to leave and get away from this place. Her eyes rolled wildly in her head as the doctor's gaze traveled down from her face to the waist of her pants. He reached down and undid them, hooking his fingers inside and pulling her clothes down off of her lower half. Catherine tried to scream but nothing came out.
She felt the cool air against her bare skin as the doctor spread open her legs, draping them over either side of the chair. He placed his hands on either side of her pussy and spread her lips apart, leaning down and breathing in deeply through his nose.
"Ahhhh, how divine," he said, exhaling. Catherine tried to scream, tried to cry, but she couldn't do a thing.
Doctor Thorn began to run his fingers roughly over Catherine's pussy. She could feel her body responding to the stimulation despite her mental attempts to make it stop. The more he rubbed her the more she could feel herself getting wet, her clit throbbing with anticipation. The doctor took advantage, dipping the tips of his fingers into her, rubbing her own juices up along her slit.
"Mmm, you're quite responsive, aren't you Catherine?" he mused.
Catherine felt first one, then two of his fingers slide easily inside of her pussy. She wanted to move away from his touch but could only lay there as he fingered her. He rubbed up hard against her G-spot and Catherine felt herself become wetter in response.
The doctor introduced a third finger to the mix and Catherine could feel her pussy walls stretching out. When he pushed the fourth one in she thought she was going to rip wide open, but the doctor didn't slow down or stop. Instead, he slipped two of the fingers out of her pussy and, wet with her own personal brand of lube, slid them up inside of her relaxed, unclenched asshole.
Catherine's eyes closed tight as she felt her anus stretch open. He fingered both her pussy and ass at the same time, his hand pushing up deep inside her. Doctor Thorn used his second hand to play with Catherine's clit and she felt a surge of unbidden pleasure fly through her. Her heart kept pounding as her breathing came in harsher, heavier gasps.
"It's sounding like you're enjoying this," she heard the doctor say down below. "What say we up the ante a little, eh?"
The doctor took his hand out of Catherine's pussy and shoved all four fingers inside of her ass. She felt the stretched, overwhelming sensation of her asshole being forced wide open, and at the same time his second hand moved down to her pussy opening, sliding all four fingers inside at once.
Eight fingers were inside of Catherine's body. She lay motionless but feeling everything as the doctor pushed them up as far into her as they could go. He was stretching out the walls of both her pussy and ass, and she could feel the fingers in her asshole moving up farther, deeper inside of her, finally reaching the knuckles of his hand and bursting through, sliding all the way inside up to his wrist.
"Ooooh, we have a winner!" Doctor Thorn exclaimed.
Catherine's eyes bulged out of her head as she felt the doctor's entire hand inside of her ass moving back and forth, fisting her. She could sense every movement, feel every twitch of his fingers as he stretched her insides out even more.
"I think someone wants to join the party," he said, and Catherine felt her pussy relax as he pulled his fingers out, followed by the sound of a zipper being undone.
She watched fro
m the chair as the doctor reached down and pulled out his hard cock. She felt him rub it up and down her pussy lips, taking a second to circle the head around her clit before moving down again. Sliding up to her opening, Catherine felt his throbbing member slowly penetrate her, filling up her pussy, pushing its way to the very back. Her body felt too full as the doctor's cock and fist rubbed up against one another.
Once he was lodged deep in her pussy, the doctor moved his hand around inside of her ass, stretching open her asshole once again. Catherine screamed inside of her head as he slowly, tormentingly slid his fist out of her asshole, his cock inside her pussy the entire time. When he was out she felt her insides being touched by the cool air, her asshole stretched wide beyond belief.
Doctor Thorn slid his cock out of her pussy and, in one fluid movement, thrust it deep inside of Catherine's asshole. Her eyes bulged again as she felt the head of his cock penetrate further inside of her than anything had ever been before. He began pumping into her quickly, his breathing haggard as he slammed his meat into her gaping ass.
"I'll bet you can go even further," she heard him say, and she tried to shake her head even though nothing happened.
The doctor reached down with both hands and, slippery from her own pussy juices, he slid two fingers into each side, four in total. Catherine moaned inwardly as she felt her asshole stretching beyond anything she'd ever felt. The doctor pulled her asshole open, farther, farther, stretching her to the limit.
He kept slipping fingers inside, one after another, until Catherine couldn't feel his cock because his hands were blocking it on either side.
"I've got an idea," he said with malice in his voice.
The doctor pushed one of his hands further inside of Catherine's ass, his fist stretching her wide before finally slipping in beside his cock. Catherine almost passed out from the exertion, but for some wicked reason she was still lucid, still experiencing everything that was happening to her.
Inside of her body Catherine felt fingers move, wriggle around and wrap themselves around the doctor's cock. Once in place, this evil man began moving his fist back and forth inside of her, his hand sliding over his own swollen cock.
"I'm jerking myself off inside of you Catherine!" he exclaimed, his voice high with insanity. "I'll bet you never expected that to happen when you woke up this morning!"
Catherine could feel every movement, her body wrecked beyond repair, as the doctor kept himself going.
"Oh no, I'm going to come!" he shouted with glee.
And sure enough, Catherine felt the man's cock explode inside of her, jets of hot semen firing up deep inside her ass. His hand kept going, kept milking out every last drop from his hard, spasming cock. He filled her insides with come, shot up deep within her and warmed her to her very core.
At last he was done, and the doctor pulled his cock out of her ass, followed by his wet, sticky hands. Catherine lay panting on the chair, come leaking unobstructed out of her gaping asshole and onto the floor below.
"Whoops, can't be making a mess like that," she heard him say. "Health regulations, you know."
Catherine felt his slimy fingers dip once more into her gaping asshole and scoop out a load of his come. He stepped forward into her field of vision and she saw him looking down at her, that smile on his lips yet again. He held up his shiny hand, cradling a pool of come.
"Want a taste?" he asked, his eyes bright.
Catherine wanted to scream. She screamed with her eyes instead. The doctor slowly lowered his hand closer to her mouth. Her heart beat like mad, her breath came in short bursts, and she watched, terrified, as the come in his hand began to drip through his fingers, moving down, down closer to her mouth ...
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"Catherine? Catherine? Catherine!"
Catherine jerked awake, her head snapping up from her shoulder. She blinked in the bright room and turned her head in the direction of her name. The receptionist was staring at her, as were several patients in the waiting room.
"Catherine? The dentist will see you now," the receptionist told her.
"Um, thank you," Catherine said, and she stood up, her neck creaking as she did. Grabbing her purse, Catherine walked down the hall to the examination room.
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Shorts
A Curious Sitter’s Awakenings
A Night On The Farm
An Unexpected Love
Ass-tronauts
Backyard Three-Way
Cramming For The Exam
Dirty Campsite Desires
Dominating The Boss
Dominating The Boss 2
Family Fling
Family Secrets
Fill ‘Er Up
Following The Doctor’s Orders
Fun In The Bun
Hammering The Handyman
Keeper of the House
Keeping It In The Family
Office Party Sex Romp
Sweet Dreams
Taken In The Elevator
Tales of One-Night Stands
Tall, Hot, And Creamy
Teach Me To Love
Two’s Company, Three Gets Plowed
Novellas
A Forbidden Love
Taking Her Innocence
Bundles
Group Sex Bundle
Screwing The Boss
The Power Difference Erotica Collection
The Reluctant Erotica Collection
The Sinful Erotica Collection
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