Page 22 of The Doll Factory
“There is a flaw.”The sound of that voice makes me freeze in fear.
“Fuck your flaws!She could have shown up when our daughter was here.Do you know how confusing that would be for a little girl?She’s just gotten used to her new mommy and now you’re bringing back the old one?”
New mommy?!I eye the doll, spreading her thighs wider in front of me.Is this his new wife?Oh, I think I’m going to be sick.
“I didn’t bring her.It’s no matter.I’ll take care of the issue.”
“I want money back.”
“You can take it up with Pert Richards.”
There’s hurried footsteps on the carpet and wood as I scramble for a place to hide.The closet is the only place, but as my hand touches the brass knob, I hear the deep command.
“Freeze.”
I obey.
“I am not impressed with your ability to escape, my doll.Lay on the bed next to your replacement.”
Protests rise inside my chest to blurt out, but I can’t say them.Instead, a frustrated growl parts my lips as I do exactly as Dr.Miles instructs.My skin touches the cold woman that lies next to me, but she doesn’t move.
Tim approaches from the door, his eyes darting between the other doll and me.
Dr.Mile’s scar cinches as he snarls, inspecting my body.He rips open my robe until I’m exposed.“I will get inside her ass, then you can enjoy both dolls as you please for your compensation.I will take this one for my collection.”He points at my oversized breasts.His head whips to the side as he warns my husband.“But, understand, this one isminenow.”
The doctor removes his scrubs and my pulse rate speeds up, seeing his black, hairy chest and firm cock.He’s hard for me, as is Tim, as he sheds his boxers.
Dr.Miles slides underneath me and places me on his lap backward as he sits up against the headboard.Without any lube, he forces the head of his generous dick into my ass.A whimper is all I can make, but his hand grips my neck to choke the sound from me.“Dolls don’t make sounds.”
Tim strokes himself, glancing between me and the other woman as if deciding who he wants first.Dr.Miles thrusts slowly inside my back hole, the band of tightness around his thickness rubbed raw.
My husband climbs on top of the woman next to me and she latches her arms around his neck.He leans forward and whispers, “I need you, baby.Get my dick wet before I fuck her, too.”
She offers her body up for him.As he lines up, his eyes meet mine, then he plunges inside of her.
I wince at the sight.Tim was never one to stray.What happened?The vision of them making love is painful.Jealousy heating my insides.
Dr.Miles pulls me closer to him and whispers, “He doesn’t matter, doll.You’re mine.And I’ll prove it for all eternity.”
Tim’s grunts of passion grow louder, then he pulls out of her, swivels his hips and grabs mine.With a forceful thrust, he shoves inside me, filling me so full with Dr.Miles, working himself into a frenzy.
“Fuck!She was never this tight before.”
“You can’t have her back.”
Tim’s eyes narrow on my face as if he’s considering something, then flash to the other woman.“I don’t want her back.”
If only I could return to that blissful state of numbness in my mind, I wouldn’t hurt so much.Not just in my body, but in my heart and soul.
With great effort, I part my mouth and say, “Blue.”
Dr.Miles’ arm grips my waist tighter as he latches his lips against my neck and wails a cry of ecstasy.His cock throbs deep inside me as he erupts, hot liquid spewing filling my ass.
Tim’s face grows slack with pleasure.“Fuck… I gotta use my doll.”He tugs himself out of me and climbs on top of her again to finish himself, but Dr.Miles is already sliding my robe back over my shoulders and dressing.
Tim’s hips canter swiftly inside his doll and I stand at attention, waiting for my new master to give me some instruction.
Without warning, Dr.Miles pulls a shiny scalpel from his pocket and grips my husband’s hair, pulling it until his neck is lifted to the ceiling.Then, he stabs one side, slicing it across in a smooth motion.
