Chapter 26 #2
That makes me feel a little relaxed. Dr Jack seems nice; I wonder what his kink is. “Are you really a doctor?” I enquire.
“Ah no, but I know enough about medicine.”
“Oh, yeah of course.” I stare at him realising I can’t ask personal questions, so I bite my lip as to not follow it up with any more questions. Instead, I decide to hold my tongue and wait for Dr Jack to continue.
“And I know enough to take care of you, rest assured.”
That makes me pause—why would I need a doctor exactly? Then it hits me, this is his kink. He has a doctor kink and I relax my tense shoulders again.
“We have put together a loose plan for you, you have no idea how excited we all are to finally have you here.” Dr Jack beams at me.
“Our plan for you this week is: Every morning you will shower, Carl will shave you all over and moisturise. Gerry—who we affectionately call Cook, will bring you your meals. He also likes to feed, so he will be feeding you. Tom likes to watch, so that chair over there,” he points to the brown leather armchair, “that’s for him.
He doesn’t say much, so don’t worry about him too much.
Darcy likes to play with you whilst you’re sleeping.
You’ll be his real-life sleeping beauty. ” He winks at me.
“Will I meet him at all if he only likes to see me when I’m sleeping?” I ask, genuinely curious as it’ll be a first to have someone touch me who I’ve never met or seen before.
“Yes, you’ll see him at some points during your stay, don’t you worry about that. Bet it would be nice to put a face to the body that will be playing with you during the night.” He chuckles.
That almost sounds unhinged, I think.
“David likes his impact play and was born to dominate. He has his own toys he’s bringing to play.
” Dr Jack’s eyes twinkle. “And then there is Blake and Jake. I think you’ll like them.
They’re together but Blake is the top and the Dom, Jake is the bottom and submissive, he’s looking forward to being a top this week. ”
I nod, that’s seven men. “And you’re into being a doctor then?” I ask.
“Yes that’s me,” he answers casually but again, there is that glimmer of something else under the surface of his demeanor. Wasn’t it Sweeny Todd who managed to murder so many women because of his boyish good looks. Is that the same as Dr Jack? I wonder.
“Ok, we have put together a few rules for your stay,” Dr Jack removes his phone from his pocket. “Are you ready?” I nod for him to continue.
“One: No clothes unless any of us gives you something to wear. Two: You eat what you are fed, all of it (that’s Cook’s rule).
Three: Unless you use your safe word, which is Neptune, anything you say will be taken as part of the scene.
You can use your safe word for the scene, and everything stops but you can stay.
Or you can use your safe word and leave here entirely, you are not a prisoner.
We want you to enjoy yourself as much as we know we will.
Four: Don’t speak to Tom. Five: Use the products I’ve provided for you to use.
Six: We are all tested and received our clear results this week.
We all want to come inside you. We know it’s club policy for testing anyway but I just wanted to reassure you and confirm we are all looking forward to having you with nothing between us.
” Dr Jack looks up from his phone at that, a wicked gleam in his eyes that I almost miss.
He blinks and his expression clears to soft and warm again.
A smile wide on his lips. I smile back at him.
“Seven: Expect lots of sex, we all want to fill all your holes.” Again, he looks up and this time his smile is darkly unnerving.
There is no shame behind his eyes and his words, he means them wholeheartedly.
I admire that. And I was expecting nothing less.
“Eight: If you wake up when Darcy is with you, pretend to be asleep, he likes that. And that’s the list. Do you have any questions? ”
“Um, not really. Will someone be with me all the time?”
“No you will have breaks, I think you’ll need them,” he says coyly, with a twinkle in his eye.
Something tells me he enjoyed putting together the schedule and knowing what everyone has planned for me.
He then continues, “We have a speaker over there that will play music most of the day. And you probably spotted the pile of books by the bed. We didn’t want you to go stir crazy when you’re resting. ”
“Thank you, that sounds really great. You have thought of everything,” I say, “Are you allowed to tell me what I have planned for today?” I ask.
“I think that’s allowed. Carl is coming in to shave you first, Tom at the same time to watch. Then Cook will bring you lunch and dinner. Beware, Cook makes the most delicious food you’ve ever tasted. It will be a toss-up of who enjoys it more—you for eating it, or him for feeding it to you.”
My eyebrows furrow. That’s an interesting thing to say.
“You’ll see. I bet you’ve never come across a feeder before. I hadn’t until Cook. It’s going to be an experience this week, that’s for sure,” Dr Jack chuckles.
“Have you ever done anything like this before? All of you together I mean,” I ask, feeling more relaxed around him the longer I’m in his company.
“Nope. Never. We had this room specially built just for you. We have enjoyed planning our time together. It’s going to be unforgettable. I wouldn’t be surprised if the guys are all watching us right now. So, if you don’t have any more questions—let’s get started.”
“Sure,” I reply, wondering what is going to happen now.
“I’d like to remove your clothes now.”
“Okay,” I reply demurely.
“Please come here and stand in front of me.”
I do as he commands. I jump down from the bed which is higher than I’m used to and stand in front of Dr Jack.
“Closer,” he directs.
I take a step closer so I’m standing between his legs.
Dr Jack reaches for the buttons at the top of my shirt.
Carefully he undoes the top button, and his fingers graze my skin.
I feel every nerve ending where he’s touched, my body becoming very aware of our proximity and the way his fingers are moving down my body, one button at a time.
He pulls at my shirt and untucks it from my jean skirt.
My breathing has become shallow, my heart has doubled its pace.
Dr Jack is taking his time; he looks as if he’s unwrapping a present.
He reaches for the fabric on my right shoulder and slowly peels it down before doing the same with the left shoulder.
Carefully, he pulls the shirt down my arms and off my body.
Placing the shirt on the bed next to him, he says, “Turn around with your back to me.”
I do as he asks, and I feel his fingers undo the zip on my jean skirt and feel him tug at it over my hips and past my bottom. It drops to the floor and I step out of it and move to bend down to retrieve it.
“Stop. Leave it there. Back to where you were standing.”
I rise and am taken aback by his commanding tone.
It doesn’t sound like the same person who just showed me around.
I move back between his legs, and he pulls me closer so my back is now rubbing on his crutch, and I can feel just how much he’s enjoying undressing me.
He unclips my bra and slowly moves each strap down my arms before pulling it off completely and putting it on the bed.
“That was for the boys,” he whispers in my ear. I look at the glass walls in front of me, but don’t see anything. They must be on the other side. Watching. “You can take that tiny piece of fabric off from between your legs please.”
I do as he asks, hooking my fingers into my red silk thong and pulling it over my hips and bottom until it drops to my ankles, and I step out of it.
This time leaving it where it is. It feels strangely erotic to be standing naked in front of a glass wall not knowing who is watching and how many eyes are looking back at me.
I feel the lightest of touches as Dr Jack runs his fingers from the back of my neck, down my back and over my butt cheek. It sends a shiver down my spine. It’s then I realise it’s warm in the room. Cosy. But being naked, watched, and touched is messing with my temperature gauge.
Dr Jack keeps me standing where I am and puts both hands on the back of my neck before running them down my spine again.
The movement feels revered like he’s touching a woman for the first time, soft and gentle, sensual.
I begin to relax, and my shoulders feel like they lower two inches.
Taking his time, he carefully runs his hands over my heating skin again, along the curve of my neck sending tingles down my back.
His touch is mesmerizing, and I lean into the direction of his movement.
Dr Jack leans in closer to me so I can feel his chest pressed up against my back, his breath skittery across my shoulder.
He moves my ponytail away from my shoulder and presses light, slow kisses from behind my ear, down the sensitive part of my neck and across my shoulder, his right arm begins to snake around my waist and lightly strokes at the hair on my mound.
He is barely touching me with his lips and his fingers, but my body comes alight with each glancing contact, he’s making me crave for more.
He’s teasing me. Raising his head, he begins the slow descent of feather kisses from behind my ear, this time his right hand moves up my navel to stroke the underside of my right breast. I tip my head back slightly and moan at his touch.
I can feel his mouth move into a smile against my shoulder.
“You are putty in my hands Roxy, I bet you’d let me do anything I wanted to you right now, wouldn’t you?
” he asks in a low voice that might sound menacing if I wasn’t so horny right now.
He’s right, I am putty. He’s turning my insides into molten lava which is being pumped right down to my pussy, my clit is throbbing for something, anything.
“Yes,” I breathe in response. “Do what you want with me.”
“All in good time my precious, all in good time,” he whispers into my ear before nibbling at my ear lobe. “I can’t keep my fingers and my lips away from you. I promised Carl I wouldn’t have come leaking out of you before he’s shaved you. I’m finding that promise increasingly difficult to keep.”