by Jan Springer
A Higher Woman had more perks, such as more vacations, more variety of rations and more of a choice of where she could live. Unfortunately, she was a woman and it was her duty to the Biosphere to bear one child.
How in the world was she going to bend over and help with the seedling plants when she was eight or nine months pregnant?
She wasn’t a strong woman, she thought as she slipped out of her dress. She preferred the creature comforts of warmth, a belly full of food and a perfect little apartment on the south side. An apartment with a great view that permitted her to see the snow-capped Rocky Mountains through the clear Biosphere bubble.
Now that she had everything in her career, this impregnation thing had come along. She’d been envious of the other women in the Gardens. Being huge with child hadn’t seemed to bother them. They’d taken their duties of bearing the dictated one child in stride.
As Anica slid off her panties, she kept her eyes glued to the bed. It appeared cozy enough, a nice firm mattress with a pale-green sheet covering it. The black metal stirrups with straps looked sterile and were attached to the sides of the bed near the middle. She noted at the head of the bed a couple of black straps with cuffs coming out of the wall.
A shiver of apprehension zipped up her spine. This whole situation seemed surreal, yet it was finally happening to her.
A Doctor telling her to undress so he could fuck a baby into her with that big cock was just unbelievable. Good grief, she should laugh at the irony of this.
When it came right down to it, sex was outlawed. Fucking illegal, except when the woman was allocated her one child.
Sex was considered imperfect. Addictive, a human flaw corrected by the Sex Blocker program included in the microchip embedded in everyone immediately at birth.
Anica sighed and climbed onto the bed.
The mattress was warm against her bare ass as she swung her naked legs onto the bed. She brought her knees up until they almost touched her breasts before she spread her legs wide and slipped her bare feet into the cool metal stirrups.
Oh my! What an odd position to be in.
She watched her bare breasts jiggle sensuously with every inhalation of breath and grimaced at the odd fluttery sensation that unexpectedly slid along her veins.
She’d never noted how wonderfully curved and round her breasts looked. Never realized how large and pink her areoles appeared or how plump and elongated her plum-colored nipples seemed.
Nor had she ever envisioned the Doctor’s lips clamping over a nipple and sucking it into his hot mouth.
Anica blinked in shock and forced the carnal idea away. She must be tired. That’s why she was thinking such nonsense. She needed to relax and just pretend everything was fine.
Staring up at the white ceiling, she counted the air holes as they blew warm air gently over her splayed-out, naked body.
A strange little knot of something she found appealing embedded itself in the pit of her lower abdomen as his footsteps approached on the other side of the closed door.
The Doctor was coming.
He hesitated on the other side of the door. She could hear his breathing and the rustle of his clothing.
Is he undressing?
Her face flushed with heat.
Would she get another look at that engorged cock before he penetrated her with it?
It had seemed so big and thick and long. The intricate web of veins pulsing along the entire length of his shaft hadn’t made her blood boil moments ago as it was doing now. Nor had her vaginal muscles so much as moved when she’d gazed upon the fat, tight sac beneath.
But her pussy muscles were moving quite eagerly now as they clenched in a most interesting way.
She couldn’t stop her heart from slamming against her chest as moisture pooled between her thighs. Obviously, he’d scanned the changes into her microchip. This must be what he’d meant about increasing her vaginal juices.
Her breath caught in her throat as the door swung inward and the baby-making Doctor stepped inside.
He wore nothing but the traditional harness, a thin piece of material that bound his shaft and balls tightly against his body keeping his hardware hidden from her eyes. Muscles rippled in his powerful legs as he strolled over to a nearby sink and air sanitized his hands.
“How are you feeling?” he tossed over his shoulder as he scrubbed.
“Fine, Doctor,” she lied.
“Please call me Zack.”
She nodded.
“I’ve adjusted your Blocker. You should be feeling your body heating up if you haven’t already. In a moment you’ll experience other…sensations. Don’t let them frighten you. It is a normal part of the adjustment.”
His blue eyes twinkled with a strange expression that made her clit pulse as he dried his hands in the air dryer.
She hadn’t perceived how tall and handsome he looked when she’d interviewed him. Men were men. No big deal.
But she noticed a lot of new things that had not affected her moments ago.
Thick brown hair curled nicely over his ears and down along his neck. A few brown wisps dangled sweetly over his forehead.
A strange tickle swept over her flesh as she noted his broad shoulders. A thick mat of dark curly chest hair spattered across his well-toned chest. It narrowed and arrowed down his flat belly slipping beneath his harness towards his mammoth bulge. A bulge that seemed a lot bigger than when he’d first entered the room.
His face was shaven as all men were ordered to appear in public, yet she spied the dark stubble of a five o’clock shadow lining his jaw and cheeks. It made him seem like a dangerous yet appealling rebel.
Dangerous.
Alluring.
The strange little knot nestled in the pit of her abdomen blossomed into a feverish heat as he strolled to the foot of the bed and quickly strapped her feet into the stirrups before he gazed down between her widespread legs.
His Adam’s apple bobbed wildly as he swallowed and cleared his throat.
“I’ll give you a quick examination before we proceed, just to make sure I’ve made the proper adjustments to the sexual aspect of your Blocker,” he said.
She nodded, trying hard not to react to the bizarre warmth his half-lidded eyes caused deep inside her vagina as he stared between her thighs.
No man had ever gazed at her in this way. It was frightening.
And it was exhilarating.
She trembled when he dropped away the end part of the bed and stepped closer, coming in right between her widespread legs.
“I’ll just make the bed a little higher so I can get a real good look at you.” His heavy breathing made Anica’s breasts tighten wonderfully.
A low hum erupted through the room and the bed lifted. It stopped at his chest level.
“A nice internal examination to see how tight you’ll be when I insert my cock.”
Oh gosh!
She sucked in a breath as his hot fingers grabbed a hold of her plump labia and pulled her swollen folds apart.
“You’re creaming very nicely already, Anica,” he commented. “Your clitoris is red and puffy.”
Anica’s eyes widened in surprise as he pressed a finger into her slit. To her horror, her pussy muscles clenched around him.
“Highly aroused. Your hymen is still intact. Very good. It indicates your Blocker works quite well. You are still a virgin and haven’t attempted any penetration. And you’re so wonderfully tight.” His voice was strangled.
His finger massaged the inside walls of her vagina. Another finger slipped against her clitoris rubbing slowly.
“You should be experiencing some…interesting sensations. It’s perfectly normal.”
She tried to smile. Tried to reassure herself that the tiny erotic explosions nibbling along her clit was what she was supposed to be experiencing. Perfectly normal, he’d said.
In truth, she felt anything but normal. Heated blood flushed her entire body. His scorching touch unraveled her.
Somet
hing deep inside her abdomen boiled and her pussy walls clenched eagerly at his probing fingers. Her breasts seemed to swell and harden.
The urge to gyrate her hips made her bite her lip.
What was he doing to her? Why did this feel so…wonderful?
She inhaled another breath, held it and blew out slowly.
“How are you feeling?”
“Fine,” her voice was harsh. Strange to her ears.
He smiled. “I think things are starting to work properly, Anica. You’re dripping quite nicely.”
She couldn’t resist arching her hips closer to him.
“Yes, that’s it, Anica. Move your hips for me. Nice and slow.”
She did as he instructed finding it no effort at all as her hips swivelled in a physical dance. Dark sensations washed through her like wildfire.
She cried out at the impact.
“Just relax, Anica.”
She nodded suddenly feeling very shy as he watched her, an odd stare raging in his eyes.
The sensual rubbing of her sensitive clit built a strange euphoria through her and to her shock a strange mewling moan escaped her mouth.
“Your pussy is creaming so beautifully,” he whispered.
His eyes seemed to be glazing over as he worked between her thighs.
Perspiration dotted her forehead. She nervously licked her lips before clenching her teeth and biting back another mewl as his fingers worked their magic and his gaze flicked over her nude body. Her legs trembled.
She swallowed roughly, trying hard not to meet his heated expression.
But she couldn’t stop looking at him. Couldn’t stop the wicked desire to have him pull out his shaft and just thrust it between her widespread legs.
His fingers slid out of her with a loud sucking sound, and he stopped rubbing her aching hot clitoris.
“We’re almost ready, Anica.”
Her abdomen tightened magnificently as he walked to the head of the bed. From this viewpoint she caught an angle of his large hairy scrotum bulging out from the sides of his harness as he stood there.
The impulsive urge to lick the sensual outline of his balls almost made her cry out.
“Before we start, we need to get you restrained.”
“Restrained?”
“To make sure you remain in the proper position while I’m penetrating you. Lift your arms over your head.”
She thought about protesting. Thought about telling him she wouldn’t move away from this position.
“It’s standard procedure, Anica,” he replied in a stern voice.
Why she hesitated, she didn’t know. He was a Baby-Making Doctor. She’d given him the right to impregnate her. He knew what he was doing. She had no reason not to do what he told her to do.
She nodded and reluctantly conferred bringing her arms up over her head. She watched with fascinated wonder as her breasts shook and she realized how hard and elongated her nipples appeared.
The cuffs were soft and velvety as he slipped them snugly around her wrists and she noted he smelled good.
Very good.
An inviting scent that made her want to get even closer to him.
With the straps secured around her wrists, he stepped beside the bed and gazed down at her.
His piercing stare raked over her splayed-out body again.
He didn’t smile as he spoke. “First, I’ll examine your breasts.”
Her mind whirled. Examine her breasts?
Muscles bunched in his bare arms as his warm hands cupped her domes. “Beautiful, nice and full and swollen.”
He tested their weight, lifting her breasts in his palms. It was a sensual touch she found…arousing.
“Heavy. Very heavy. Like ripe fruit ready to be picked.”
As he began a slow massage of one, he cupped the other one and to her shock he bent his head, his hot mouth fastening over her nipple.
Excitement roared as her flesh tightened and swelled. His rough tongue laved her nipple. It tightened as he sucked hungrily, his teeth painfully nipping at her flesh.
Fear zipped along her nerves at the strange wonderful sensations assaulting her and erupting like a lusty blade of lightning inside her vagina.
Blood pumped into her nipples as his mouth seduced her. Could he feel them distend and tighten into large burning buds?
She was amazed at the wonderful sensations quivering throughout her limbs. A sweet dizziness smothered her.
She arched her back, pressing her hot flesh into his sucking mouth.
A little bit of spittle dribbled out of his mouth as his lips moved expertly, sucking and biting and nipping until Anica wanted to scream from the sweet anguish.
His mouth let her nipple go with a pop and he immediately started in on her other one until it felt just as hot and quivering.
When he finally lifted his head, Anica trembled like a leaf and with half-lidded eyes she watched as he unlatched the straps of his harness.
She inhaled sharply as his giant cock burst loose.
By mercy! He’d grown!
The man’s shaft was as big as her wrist, if not bigger. And his length…she shivered involuntarily. She couldn’t even garner it in inches. Maybe eight, nine, ten inches long?
What she’d seen earlier in the office had been nothing compared to this.
Her breathing quickened as she noted how those interwoven veins moved as blood poured into his shaft. His cock seemed to grow even bigger right before her eyes.
Fear rippled to a higher notch.
There was no way he could get that monster into her. No way.
Her gaze became transfixed to the mushroom-shaped head that appeared so swollen and deeply purple.
A drop of liquid slipped out of the slit. Tucked beneath his cock was the hairy scrotum, swollen and red and so hard-looking.
Her limbs weakened in despair and submission. She wanted him thrusting his cock into her now. Wanted his mouth on her flesh, his hands touching her everywhere.
“Don’t be frightened, Anica. You’ll enjoy it.”
Anica blinked in confusion. Had he just read her mind?
“Enjoy it? I…I thought sexual pleasure was illegal.”
“The memory wipe will take care of any guilt or lingering feelings of pleasure.”
She calmed momentarily. Everything would be fine. She wouldn’t remember this. That was why memory wipes were mandatory. But such pleasure and these unnamed emotions was something she really liked.
He walked to the foot of the bed and stood intimately between her lifted knees.
The bed hummed softly and it lowered.
“There. I have a perfect aim.”
She winced as his finger slid over her puffy clitoris again. He began a slow, torturous massage that had her gasping for breath in seconds.
It felt so wonderful it must be illegal.
“Please, don’t do this,” she finally cried as the shudders and sensations grew even more pleasing.
“No turning back, Anica. We’re in this for the long haul.”
Chapter Three
No turning back?
Anica submitted to his words. Or maybe she was weakening with surrender to these wondrous cravings devouring her?
She watched in horrified wonder as he reached over and he pulled on a knob she hadn’t observed before. A drawer slid out of the wall.
From the drawer, he quickly grabbed a small coin-shaped cup. As he took the cup out, she detected a thin red wire attached to it, which led back to the drawer.
“What…what’s that?”
“Clitoris stimulator. It’ll keep you aroused while I fuck you. It’ll fit snugly over your clit.”
She’d never heard of a clitoris stimulator.
“Secrets of your trade?” She tried to laugh, to soothe her nervousness but it didn’t work.
He didn’t smile and she cried out softly as he placed the tiny clear object over her sensitive clit and it immediately sucked and massaged her swollen wet flesh.
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sp; She shuddered.
Heavenly Biosphere! This feels good!
He was absolutely right. The sensual item was doing exactly what his finger had just done, except tenfold as it erotically massaged with expert strokes that had her writhing on the bed.
The device allowed him to free his hand do other naughty things to her.
She couldn’t stop herself from crying out as he pulled apart her drenched labia and touched the entrance to her hot pussy with soft sensuous strokes. Her lower belly tightened in an intoxicating manner.
She closed her eyes and continued to swivel her hips in a carnal gesture, enjoying the sultry sensations washing all over her. Her nipples stabbed into the air and her breasts heaved as a sensual fever gripped her.
Something big and hard and hot poked at the entrance to her wet pussy.
Her eyes popped open.
Heart crashing against her chest she gazed down between her quivering breasts and trembling widespread legs and tensed at the sight of one of his big hands holding the root of his stone-hard shaft as he lodged his cock head at her vaginal opening.
“You don’t have to watch, Anica,” he breathed.
“I…I want to,” she whispered staring in utter fascination. This was something she’d never seen before.
Her clit was buried beneath a clear plastic device with a wire leading away into the now-closed drawer. A man’s cock was slipping into her tiny slit. Yet it suddenly seemed a perfectly normal thing. At least she believed it for a split second before he threw his hips forward and in one hard powerful thrust his cock shot pain into her.
Anica closed her eyes and screamed out as the intense hurt engulfed her.
Automatically, her feet pushed against the stirrups, struggling to break free of the straps. She pulled at her bound wrists, trying to get away from the searing impalement.
Thankfully, the pain lasted only a few breathless seconds.
He withdrew and powered his thick length slowly into her burning pussy. She whimpered at the soft caress of his solid erection as it slid in and out like hot velvet against her raw vaginal muscles.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded as an odd euphoria engulfed her. Concern etched his features as he watched her intently. Perspiration dotted his brow and his blue eyes flashed with such a raw heat she gave out a little cry.
