The Doctors Orders - Sex Stories

The Doctors Orders

... loudly.

"Ohhh," she couldn't help but vocalize, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. Her body surrendered to the sensations, aching for more, even as her mind struggled to resist. It was a maddening contradiction, the thrill of submission warring with the desire to break free. Emma found herself caught in a vortex of lust and fear, her body and mind at odds as Dr. Longfellow continued to explore her boundaries.

“Mmm, your moans sound sexy, Emma,” he said, “surrender to your desires, let go, enjoy the thrill of submission.”

His groping hand slid down her belly, past her belly button leaving a trail of sensuality in its wake, until it reached the apex of her thighs, where his fingers began to rub along her wet, engorged slit again. Aroused, her body shuddered to his touch, “I’m a prisoner, I shouldn’t be enjoying this…but…,” she thought. Her rational mind betrayed by her body, her hips instinctively moving, granting him access, in response to his touch. His fingers curled inside of her, eliciting another moan that she couldn't control.

Emma's screams pierced the otherwise empty office, a symphony of conflicting emotions. She couldn’t tell if she was screaming for help or screaming for more. Fear and pleasure intertwined as Dr. Longfellow's skilled fingers worked their magic, hitting all the right nerves. Her body seemed to beg for more, aching for penetration.

Andrew's fingers navigated her depths deeper and deeper, “You are so wet, Emma, look how much you ...

... need this” He said, his fingers gently stroking a rhythmic pressure to her G-spot with a “here kitty kitty” motion, the sensitive area inside her vagina sent pleasurable sensations coursing through her body.

“Tell me you like it Emma. Tell me you want more,” he commanded as he his thumb explored the contours of her engorged labia, caressing and stroking areas that were particularly sensitive to stimulation. He alternated between slow, deliberate movements and quicker, teasing motions, keeping her on the edge of pleasure.

He then removed the clamp on one of her nipples, blood rushed back to her nipple making the area sensitive to his touch, the sense of relief merging with arousal. His warm wet tongue soothed her tingling nipple, eliciting a long passionate moan.

The desire in Emma's eyes was undeniable, but it battled fiercely with her determination to resist. Andrew relished in this internal struggle, finding pleasure in the challenge she presented. Emma’s moans became more urgent, she could feel herself tensing, her climax ratcheting. She wanted to tell him she wanted more, she wanted to tell him she wanted to cum but she resisted. She couldn’t submit to this monster.

“You want to cum, don’t you Emma?” Her body clung to the precipice of her release when he withdrew his fingers from her dripping wetness. “But Emma, I won’t let you until you beg for it.” Her gasp was audible, a clear sign of her longing. “I am going to keep you on this roller coaster until you can’t ...