Chapter 7 The Doctor
The Doctor
Iwatch her as she takes the pill. My Euphorium. Her throat works around it like a good little patient, swallowing it whole.
My eyes don’t leave her, even as she notices my presence. Even when her gaze lingers too long. Instead, I follow.
She makes her way through the crowd. Her movements are light but mesmerizing. It’s like she’s an extension of every beat, every bass line mirroring the gentle sway of her hips.
I move deeper into the crowd, catching her red-rimmed eyes searching for me as she goes. What a curious little one.
Before long, she’s made it to the rail. She’s got a front row seat and I’m about to make it even better. Within moments, I’m behind her. She continues to dance, blissfully unaware of what’s about to come.
Her thick hips move in circles, matching the quick rhythm of Dreamin by Dom Dolla. And fuck me sideways, this girl has me thinking I’m dreaming.
I’m right behind her now, her barely clothed ass rubs against my robes, and I can feel every nerve in my body coming alive. Placing my hand on her waist, I let her guide our movements. Matching her rhythm.
She leans her head back into me, and I know the drug has fully taken over. I trail my right hand down, caressing her thick, tight ass. She releases a soft moan, barely loud enough for me to hear over the thousands of watts of bass. My cock responds almost instantly.
Something cracks inside of me, something new and different.
I run my hand up her spine, my leather-bound fingers feather light.
With one hard thrust, I push her shoulders toward the rails, bending her at the waist. Reaching around with my other hand, I slide it up her skirt, finding her sensitive nub hidden beneath those tiny shorts.
My little patient is already ready for me.
I smirk to myself and begin to rub slow, little circles. She pushes into me, throwing her left arm up and behind her, she grabs me around my neck and grinds back into me. Her cute little mushroom hat falls to the ground.
She’s caught in a web of passion and music. And I’m not letting her leave. I can feel her pulse in her pussy, or maybe it’s the bass.
I continue my assault on her center until the music switches to something a little more fast-paced. Pushing her shorts to the side, I push my gloved finger into her. Fuck me. She’s so fucking tight. I breathe out heavily, my heart rate rising with each second that passes.
The people around us continue to dance, completely unaware of what’s going on around them. And for once, I feel the euphoria that they do.
I add another finger, moving in and out of her tight hole with each beat. Making sure she really feels the music inside her.
Her walls start to pulse around me as she nuzzles her head into the crook of my masked neck, being careful to tuck herself under my beak. I can feel her tightening around my digits just as the DJ’s on stage speed up the music, building it up for the perfect drop.
A breath of silence, before everything shifts.
It all hits at once as an orgasm crashes over her; her walls clench around my fingers as I milk every last drop of pleasure out of her. She falls back into me, and I wrap my free hand around her waist, gripping her hip tightly to keep her standing.
Lasers flash brightly as the screen on the stage displays some psychedelic art. Bodies move around us, covering our mess from prying eyes.
Taking advantage of her sex-filled state, I remove my fingers and reach into the bag hiding under my robes. I shuffle around for just a second until I can feel the smooth bottle. Reaching around her, I crack the top off the metal rail in front of us.
She watches me as I move the bottle to her mouth, glancing behind her shoulder at me as I move. Just as it reaches her plump lips, I give a slight nod. That’s enough reassurance for her. She parts her mouth slightly and swallows as I drain every last drop down her throat.
She doesn’t know it yet, but the essence I just gave her will keep her in my grasp. Bringing her back to me like a moth to a flame. Just a little taste of what my soul can offer her. And, fuck, do I want to keep this one.
I drop down, gathering her hat off the ground and dusting it off before placing it gently on her head. I pull a stray piece of hair behind her ear and give her ass one more little squeeze.
This one isn’t like the other patients that come to Hallow Lands. She’s different. And I’m going to do everything in my power to keep her coming back to me.
Goodbye for now, my little raver. I’ll see you again soon.