Chapter 10
H e couldn’t be serious. There was no way he really meant to use a fucking speculum to open up her… and then…
“I’m not hiding from you!” Jenna nodded down toward her bound, naked body to accentuate her point.
“You have been hiding from me, and that stops today,” he told her firmly. “You don’t get to hide your emotional needs from me, and you don’t get to hide your most private of places from me either.”
Mark lowered the terrifying instrument until it was out of Jenna’s sight, and she could feel the cool metal rest against her sore pucker moments later.
“Please, doctor,” she pleaded.
He answered by sliding the speculum into her lubed hole.
She mewled in protest, then just as her anus was starting to adjust to the implement’s presence she heard a ratcheting sound, almost like there was an old-fashioned toy being wound up.
The speculum began to stretch the tight ring of muscle, opening her more and more, her horrified humiliation growing more intense by the moment as she was displayed more shamefully than she could have ever imagined.
Just as Mark had promised, it didn’t hurt, but it felt very unnatural, and she squirmed her sore bottom against the paper on the table as much as the cuffs and ropes allowed.
Finally, the winding sound stopped.
“That’s a good girl. Breathe deep and relax and it will start to feel better,” Mark soothed.
Jenna was so relieved to hear him speak in a softer tone after him being so strict with her all evening that she found herself latching onto his words and doing exactly as he asked, taking a deep breath into her belly through her nose and letting it out through her mouth.
It was a technique she’d learned in a yoga class she took with Chloe. If she really thought about it, this was just like an extremely advanced yoga position, right? Totally normal…
The annoying part was that it actually worked, and after a few deep breaths she could hardly feel the stretch anymore. That did nothing to alleviate the embarrassment of Mark looking directly inside her butthole, though.
Now that the speculum was in place, Mark began exploring her now fully exposed hole, taking his time to run his fingertips all the way around it and then up to her outer labia, then back down again and around it the other direction.
She could feel her pussy spasm, begging for his touch, but he stayed just enough on the periphery to make her keen in frustration.
“Now, my naughty little patient,” Mark said, his voice deep. “Are you going to let me take care of you from now on?”
“Marrrk,” she whined, trying to arch her back and move her pussy closer to his touch.
Making a tsking sound, he withdrew his hand completely and stood up, walked back over to the shelf, and grabbed something new. Jenna strained her neck to catch a glimpse of what he was holding, but she could only see his back.
She suddenly wished his pesky shirt wasn’t in the way so she could see his sculpted muscles.
Mark walked back over to her, now holding a strap with a buckle on one end. In his other hand was a purple, dildo shaped… vibrator maybe?
Jenna gasped, mostly out of relief that the discomfort between her legs would hopefully be alleviated soon. Not the discomfort from the speculum stretching her open, but from the building desire that was pulsing through her core.
She needed to come. Desperately.
“Lift,” Mark ordered, patting the side of her bottom, and Jenna lifted her hips as far as the rope around her waist would allow, which wasn’t much.
He was able to slide the strap underneath her, though, and he buckled it around her lower belly. Then he attached the dildo-looking thing to a hook in the center of the strap, leaving what seemed to be the business end of it resting over the lips of her pussy.
Mark pushed a button on the device, and when it buzzed to life Jenna jumped against her restraints, then twisted her hips to try and get the vibrator to move.
It was stuck in one spot, though, so that the tip of it was resting just below her needy clit.
She could still feel the vibrations pulsating through her, just enough that she was sure she could get close to an orgasm within a minute or two, but not close enough to actually push her over the edge.
Maybe she had misjudged Mark’s finesse. Maybe he was just like all the other guys she’d dated who couldn’t find a clit to save their lives. She felt a brief pang of disappointment at that thought until she saw Mark’s face and his knowing expression.
She tried anyway. “Doctor… it needs to be a little higher.”
“It’s right where it needs to be to teach a bad girl her lesson.”
“Ugh, come on!” she said, her patience quickly reaching its end.
Mark just shook his head. “Naughty girls get sent to the corner. Very, very naughty girls are put in a different kind of time out after a spanking.”
“Time out?” Jenna said, her voice becoming more high-pitched. “Please just let me come!”
“I’ll be back in ten minutes,” Mark said, and then he left the room.
Asshole!
She was going to castrate him as soon as she was free.
Mark turned on the security camera feed as soon as he walked into his office, clicking ‘expand’ on the live stream of his medical room and zooming in so he could enjoy a close-up view of Jenna tied to his exam table.
He was pushing her today, he knew, much more than he had previously. But the way she was responding reassured him that she needed this just as much as he needed to give it to her.
Watching her writhing on the table, he turned up the volume to hear her desperate whimpers as the vibrator edged her, her adorable pink asshole still stretched wide open by the speculum.
His cock twitched and he reached down to rearrange it in his trousers. He wasn’t going to be able to last much longer. Glancing at the time on his computer, he saw that it had been eight minutes. Close enough.
After typing in the code for the safe in his office closet, he took out a pile of hundred-dollar bills, tucking them away in his pocket. Switching off his computer screen, he walked leisurely back to his medical room and over to his wayward patient.
As soon as she saw him, she began begging. “Please, doctor. I’m really sorry I hid from you! Please, please let me come!”
Mark moved to stand between her spread thighs and pushed two fingers roughly into her soaking wet pussy. He felt her clench down on them as she squealed.
Good. She was desperate enough to pay proper attention now.
“From now on, my Jenna, I’ll give you all the money I choose to give you and you’ll take it like a good girl. The next time you complain about it, I’m going to spank this pussy bright pink.”
He withdrew his wet fingers and slapped them down on her glistening lips to demonstrate.
Jenna screamed, then moaned deeply as he thrust his fingers back inside her.
“I know part of you is ashamed because you’re worried what people will think about you if you’re in a relationship with me, but I think your real concern is how soaking wet it makes you to be my little whore ,” he said, putting enough emphasis on the last word that she couldn’t miss it.
Her pussy clenched hard, confirming that he hadn’t missed the mark with the harsh term. Fingering her roughly, he decided to drive the point home. “You like that, don’t you? You like being with a big, strong billionaire who makes you come and then pays you for it like his little fucktoy.”
Pulling his fingers out again, he slapped her clit sharply three times.
Jenna screamed again, then said something incoherent as she bucked on the table.
“Tell me what you are and tell me what you need,” Mark ordered, resting his fingers on her now pink pussy.
She looked up at him with wide eyes glistening with unshed tears but said nothing.
“Tell me, little girl, or I’ll spank this sore little clit hard enough to make you really scream.”
Her mouth dropped open, then closed, then opened again as she said in barely above a whisper, “I’m your little whore, doctor. Please let me come.”
Mark reached into his pocket and pulled out the wad of cash, holding it up for Jenna to see. “I’m going to give you one hundred dollars for each time you come for me, and you won’t complain about it, will you my little whore?”
Jenna whimpered, shaking her head quickly from side to side.
Shoving the money back into his pocket, he moved his fingers to her entrance and thrust three of them inside her, curling them up. Then he reached with his other hand to adjust the vibrator so the tip was resting directly against her clit.
It was only seconds before Jenna exploded, her scream nearly rattling the windows as she came.
Mark held his fingers still through that climax, then began finger-fucking her pussy hard and fast, and within another minute or so she was crying out as a second orgasm overtook her.
She attempted to twist away from his fingers, but he just kept thrusting them in and out of her roughly.
Then she started begging.
“Please, doctor, no more, please, I promise I’ll be good, I’ll take the money.” She was speaking so quickly her words blended together.
“Yes, you will. But two orgasms aren’t nearly enough for a needy little concubine like you.”
Another hard clench at his words, and then she was gyrating against his hand and crying out his name as she climaxed a third time. Mark reached up and turned the vibrator to a higher setting, then resumed fingering her with a slower, deeper rhythm.
She was making continuous sounds now, small mewls that crescendoed into screams as she was forced over the edge into a fourth and finally a fifth orgasm back-to-back.
Switching the vibrator off at last, Mark counted out five hundred dollars, then set the small stack of bills on her bare tummy as she caught her breath. Shucking off his pants and boxers, he climbed onto the table, moving toward the top until he was straddling Jenna’s face.
“Open,” he commanded as he placed the swollen tip of his engorged cock against her lips.
Jenna seemed to be in a post-orgasmic daze as she complied, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth. She sucked on it eagerly, closing her eyes and making contented sounds around it as if it was soothing her.
Mark began thrusting his hips, pushing his length down her throat and then pulling back out again so just the tip rested in her mouth.
Fuck, her mouth felt amazing. He knew he wouldn’t last long. He’d been about to burst for hours now.
“If I have to do this again, Jenna, it won’t be my finger or even a speculum in your tight little bottom. What do you think it will be?” Jenna opened her eyes to look at him pleadingly, but he kept on fucking her mouth. “Answer me.”
“Yo cock sphir,” she said, her words muffled by his cock.
“That’s right,” Mark said, his breathing quickening.
He picked up the pace then, thrusting deeply into her throat and pulling back only slightly when he heard her gagging on his length.
Tears began streaming from the corners of her eyes as she looked up at him, though her expression was much more peaceful than it had been during the majority of her punishment.
Mark grunted as he felt himself getting close, and when Jenna began swirling her tongue over the head each time he pulled out of her throat he knew he was only seconds away.
“Close your eyes,” he told her, his voice strained with the effort of not shooting his seed down her throat that instant.
Jenna looked confused for a moment but did as he asked.
“Good girls get to swallow. Bad little whores get my cum all over their face,” he managed to tell her before he pulled out of her mouth and shot copious amounts of his warm seed all over her cheeks, her nose, and her forehead.
When he was finally empty, he reached down to caress her jawline, catching a drip of his cum mixed with her tears and smoothing it away.
“That’s my good girl,” he said.