Page 256 of My Stepbrother's Plaything

“Really- it’s okay, I-“ I stammered.

“No, I insist, Andy, really. We want to make it up to you, to show you just what our staff are capable of, if you’d like.”

My mouth went dry. Was he really offering what I thought he was offering?

“Rachel and I have discussed it, and she would like to re-perform the examination.

She will do so under my supervision, to guarantee that your needs are met and you have a satisfying experience.” He leaned forward, arching his fingers. “You’d really be doing Rachel a favor, as she obviously needs to learn the correct etiquette for these kinds of situations.”

I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the throbbing between my thighs. I needed a clear head to make this decision. I was still bristling with shock over finding out that the man in front of me had footage of me playing with myself, but I couldn’t deny that the last time I was here, I’d had one of the most satisfying sexual experiences of my entire life. Was I really going to turn down the chance for what he promised would be an even better one?

Swallowing, I nodded.

“Okay,” I whispered.

He clapped his hands together, suddenly businesslike. “Wonderful,” he replied. “Let me go fetch Rachel and we can get started. If you like to get undressed and wait on the table, we’ll be back in a few moments.”

I nodded again, waiting for him to leave before I widened my eyes and stared down at the floor for a moment. Was I seriously about to do this? I couldn’t believe that he’d just offered me another chance to get serviced by a woman I’d been so turned on by, but written off my chances with. What was this about a new policy, anyway? Part of me felt scandalized at the thought of it, but another part of me was pouting because I hadn’t taken advantage of it sooner. My mind still racing, I began to peel off my clothes, untying the halter dress I was wearing and letting it pool around my feet. Stripping off my underwear, I climbed on to the table, attempting to steady my breathing, waiting for that click of the door.

Chapter Five

When it came, my head snapped up, wondering if this whole thing had been some kind of cruel joke. But no; Rachel was there, looking a little less confident than she had last time, and Dr. Black was standing behind her, ushering her towards me.

“Rachel, you’ve already met Andy; please, place her in proper examination position,” stated Dr. Black, his voice suddenly taking on a more authoritative tone that sent a slew of shivers down my spine. Rachel nodded, approaching me, and gently pushed me down so that my head was on the cushion, my legs dangling off the end of the bed. She hitched my feet up into the stirrups, sending a rush of blood down my body, before I heard Dr. Black tut tutting.

“No, no, Rachel, spread her legs further apart. You want all the access you can get.”

Rachel nodded wordlessly, and pushed the stirrups as far apart as they would go. Dr. Black walked around me, so he was in front of my exposed pussy, and nodded. “Much better.”

Part of me wanted to snap my legs together and leave, but another, stronger part of me was reveling in the salacious thrill I got from knowing what was about to happen. I had grown addicted to the feeling of being this exposed, of being on show for anyone who cared to take a look. My body ached to be touched already, and I could feel my wetness against the inside of my thighs.

“Now, Rachel, put on some gloves, use some lubricant, and use your fingers to stimulate her. You may follow my lead.”

What? I looked up to see both Dr. Black and Rachel pulling on latex gloves and smearing their hands in gobbets of clear lube. They both stepped down in between my legs again, and Dr. Black reached out to touch me.

“Start by stimulating the outside of her genitals, making sure the patient is fully aroused before you go any further.”

Rachel mumbled a “yes Dr.”, and watched as Dr. Black moved his hand expertly against me. I let out a groan, and it felt so good to let them know just how much this was turning me on, as opposed to having to panic about giving myself away. His fingers firmly rubbed at the outside of my lips, the latex slipping easily over my shaved skin, helped by the slickness of the lube. Dr. Black took his hand away, and Rachel reached out to replicate his movements. I could tell now that her hands were clumsier, less experienced, but they still felt explosively good against my pussy.

“Very good. Now, apply some pressure directly to the clitoris, using the lubricant to move around it in small circles.” Dr. Black’s orders were so damn hot that I could barely focus, but I was snapped back to reality by the feeling of Rachel’s small finger against my clit. I gasped, feeling my pussy tense at her touch, as she slowly caressed me. It had been a while since that sensitive nub of flesh had had much attention (Frank had barely even known where it was), and I closed my eyes, allowing myself to get lost in the feeling of her fingers.

“Excellent. Now, place two fingers either side of her clitoris and stretch the skin, moving them gently up and down as you go.”

She did as she was told, and the feeling of her latexed fingers against me was almost too much to bear. I strained against the stirrups, desperate to buck my hips up to meet her hands, but something about being restrained like that made it even hotter. My skin felt almost painfully sensitive as she gently stretched it out, rubbing her fingers up and down the pliant flesh of my inner lips, and I writhed beneath her, my body already begging for some kind of release, for anything. My clit was pulsing with blood now, fully engorged, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.

“Now that the patient is fully aroused, it’s time to use the dilators,” Dr. Black explained, placing his hand over Rachel’s for a moment to guide her hand in a deliciously slow motion down my pussy and across my asshole. I shivered at his touch, my flesh immediately aching for more, however it might come. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this turned on. My entire body felt hot and ready as Dr. Black passed Rachel a thick, phallic object from a cupboard behind him.

I watched with a mixture of fascination and anticipation as she positioned herself in front of me, Dr. Black guiding her hand so that the dilator was resting at the entrance to my slit. My toes curled tightly, my legs tense, as I felt the thick plastic object nudge up against me.

“Now, Rachel, begin to slide this in and out of the vaginal passage. Start slow at first, and then build up a quicker pace.”

She obeyed him without question, gently pushing the object into me. I could feel it spread my tight pussy slightly, an exquisite pain that just set my nerves even further on edge. Another moan passed my lips as she began to thrust it in and out of me, building up a fair pace, fucking me hard with the toy in her hand. I had to get myself one of those, I thought, as my pussy clenched around the thick plastic rod. I opened my eyes to look at Rachel, who had that same intense expression on her face, the one that seemed to give away just how into my examination she was. She kept going like that for a good few minutes, building herself up till I could hear her panting lightly as she screwed me furiously. The lubricant she’d already rubbed onto my pussy was helping, and I could feel a familiar pressure beginning to build somewhere deep inside of me, even more overwhelming than last time. I clenched my teeth, trying not to scream- I didn’t know how soundproof those walls were.

“Good. Leave the dilator inside of her, and begin the breast examination.” Dr. Black ordered, his voice lower and more intense than before. I could hear how interested he was in this, how turned on he was by the sight of his nurse fucking his patient with what was essentially a dildo. “Massage the breasts firmly, and pay close attention to the nipples.”

Picking up the lube, Rachel stepped up next to me, holding the bottle above my heaving chest so she could drip a few drops down on to my breasts. The liquid was cold, but silky, as she reached down with her gloved hands to massage my tits. I had always had sensitive breasts, and this, matched with the feeling below my waist, meant I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer.

She pinched my nipples hard, bringing them into small peaks, and I closed my eyes and bit my lip. I could feel it building inside of me, my orgasm, threatening to tear me apart- and then Dr. Black reached out, using his still-gloved thumb to lightly caress my clit, and I let out an unstoppable cry as my climax tore through me. Laying there, on the examination table, I couldn’t remember a time in my life when I’d felt more satisfied.

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