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Medical Adventures or Female Domination in the Fie
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Medical Adventures or Female Domination in the Field of Medicine
Part IV
Chapter 7 - Beth and Jennifer
It was a Wednesday evening and as usual I was sitting in my recliner
watching the evening news, when Beth rang the door bell. Knowing that
she was coming over, I just yelled that the door was open and for her to
come on in, my attention was focused on the news program.
Shortly, Beth appeared and to my shock was accompanied by another
woman, who appeared to be in her mid 20's, about 5-8 and a little heavy.
Not fat but "plump" looking. She had straight dark brown hair which was
currently tied back in a pony tail and was wearing an all white pants suit
like a nurses uniform.
"Hi Jim," called Beth as she entered, "Uh Jim, I want you to meet my
roommate... This is Jennifer."
"So this is the dastardly roommate, Beth is always worried about when she
stays late," I said with a smile.
"Hi Jim, glad to meet you, Beth has told me a lot about you," she then
paused and continued, "You mean this little Twerp has been using ME as
an excuse to run off and leave you? I don't care what she does, I just
asked her to call me if she was altering her schedule greatly, so I wouldn't
worry about her."
"Soooo Beth, Nowww we know you REALLY didn't have to leave, just
call eh..." I kidded her. Beth turned red with blush and Jennifer thought it
was hilarious.
"Oh Beth lighten up and come over her," I offered and the small girl
moved over beside me and I sat her down on the arm of the chair and ran
my right hand up along her spine, while taking her left hand in my left
hand and kissed it lightly. "Just kidding Missy, Just kidding..."
Beth took my hand and held it between hers, then shifted so that she was
looking at me.
"Jim... uh, Jennifer has a problem, and, and I thought you could help
her..."
I looked over at Jennifer and she was now the one who was turning red
and had her eyes downcast. "You know I will, If I can, Missy, What's the
problem?"
Beth got up and went over to her roommate and guided her to a standing
position beside the chair, then stood beside her with her right arm around
the larger woman.
"Jennifer's boyfriend split about six months ago and, and well, she hasn't
had any since he left..." "I... I thought maybe, you and she... could .... you
know!"
"Well I don't know. Is that what you want Jennifer?" The woman
trembled and turned her head away from me. She looked like she was
about ready to run.
"Jennifer... YOU KNOW YOU DO!" Beth almost shouted.
"Jennifer... Jennifer, look at me," I said in as calm and soothing a voice as
I could muster, "Would you like to make love, Jennifer?"
"yes" was the whispered reply.
"Then get undressed and come here," I gently proposed.
Immediately, Beth started unbuttoning Jennifer's top and quickly had it
off, then pulled down on her elastic waist band pulling both pants and
panties down in one movement. Jennifer had a lush bush covering her
womanhood and while I gazed at it, Beth was stripping the woman of her
camisole and bra. Jennifer was a little overweight, which was visible as
heavier arms, shoulders, thighs and a rounded belly, but still well within
the bounds of acceptable to my taste. Her breasts were a firm full B Cup
plus but not quite a C cup and tipped by dark brown nipples which were
stiffening as I watched.
I took her hand and guided her to a sitting position on my lap, then gently
stroked her face and neck and reached up and removed the rubber band
from her hair, allowing it to fall down, caressing her shoulders. Jennifer
was scared and her whole body trembled, so I pulled her to me and gently
kissed her forehead, cheeks, neck and then mouth as I encircled her
shoulders with my arm. She responded and moved so that her breasts
brushed against me and I began stroking the rest of her body. When I
cupped her right breast in my hand, and gave it a light squeeze it was like
a shock passing through her. She dove on my mouth and kissed me for all
she was worth. I was gasping when she finally broke for air.
Mean while, little Beth had stripped and was between my legs, sucking
my cock to a hard erection.
"Ladies, let's move to the bedroom, I can't do much in this chair," I
offered.
Both women helped me up and we went arm in arm to the bedroom, where
I had Jennifer lay down and I proceeded to explore her pussy with my
tongue through three quick orgasms. The first was almost immediate
when I flicked my tongue over her clitoris, the second while I explored the
space between her inner and outer lips and the third as I sucked directly on
her hole with my tongue buried as far inside as I could get it.
"God it had been soooo... long," Jennifer almost cried.
"Jennifer, with my back problem you are going to have to be on top..." I
suggested.
"On Top! I've never gotten to do it that way, my, my boyfriends always
used the missionary or doggy positions... course they never licked me
down there (almost whispered)... I... I won't hurt you will I? I know I
weigh more than I should, and... and I don't want to hurt you..."
"Jenny, quit worrying and just straddle my hips, then do what feels good
to you."
Soon Jennifer was impaled on my cock and working herself towards an
orgasm. Beth, was sitting on her knees beside us and when I looked at her
she was smiling and then moved so that she was straddling my head, her
beautiful young pussy poised above my mouth.
"Eat me slave!"
"Yes Missy..." before I could say more, her body was grinding away on
my face, her thighs locked around my head.
I don't know how many times the women came, I was in heaven and they
switched several times. I came three times, and was covered with pussy
juice from my head to my knees. By the time they were done, I was
exhausted and only vaguely remember them cleaning me with a
washcloth, I slept continuously that night and was almost late for my
appointment the next day.
For the balance of my Physical Therapy, Beth and Jennifer visited me.
Beth, usually 3 times per week and Jennifer once or twice, but never again
together. At the end of the 5 weeks, I was scheduled to return to the
surgeons office for my followup. On the last day, Lisa and Beth did an
entire evaluation similar to the one on the first day.
"It's not any better, is it Jim," asked Lisa.
"No, I feel better for an hour or two after the treatment, then the pain
comes back and I have to take the pills.
"Well Jim, we've done everything we can for you, but it didn't work... they
will probably have to operate." said Lisa.
"Ladies, I want to thank you for trying, and ..." before I could say more,
both came to where I was sitting and hugged me, then each gave me a
deep kiss.
"Good Luck Jim, we have to go now, we have a patient waiting..."
and they walked out of the office.
Chapter 8 Back to the Surgeon and the Hospital
The following morning, I reported back to the surgeon's office and as
usual was told by the nurse to strip and put on a gown. (Note: I have
come to the conclusion that doctors and nurses can't talk to someone with
clothes on; stripping the patient makes them vunerable and gives the
medical person a dominant position.)
After the exam, the Doctor decided that (1) I needed surgery, (2) He was
going to put me in traction for the next week due to the amount of
medication currently needed to keep the pain levels short of crippling, and
(3) He would arrange for the second opinion while I was in the Hospital.
I was admitted to XXSU hospital immediately following the exam and
taken to a room in the orthapedic wing. Now, I don't know who thought
up the idea of traction but I am sure that they were a bondage enthuiast. A
belt is placed under the arms attached to cables which are anchored at the
head of the bed, then leather cuffs are attached to the ankles which are
attached to cables running up over a metal framework and weights
attached. A second belt is placed low on the hips and it's cables pull
towards the foot of the bed. In short, you are placed in a contraption
reminicent of "the rack" and I am sure that Torquemada the grand
inquisitor of the Spannish inquision would have immediately recognized
and appreciated it.
Additionally, after spending the past 2 months on high powered pain
killers, I was suddenly cutoff "cold turkey" with the explanation "this will
reduce your tollerance so that when you need them after the surgery they
will be more effective."
Needless to say, I was not in the best of moods for the next couple of
days... and if that wasn't enough, the head nurse on the floor could be best
described as an ex-marine drill sergeant and bitch-goddess of the West all
rolled up into a 250 lb. lump of nasty. As far as she was concerned, I was
a piece of meat, generally to be ignored, and without any feelings needing
consideration.
After the first 24 hours of no pain drugs I was wringing wet, in
considerable pain especially where the traction belts were secured and my
back muscles were in almost constant spasms. My pleas for her to check
with the doctor about getting some muscle relaxants were ignored, even
though I knew that the medical order only said to elliminate the pain
medication.
Another 24 hours pass and No matter what I wanted or needed it was a
"forget it" situation. Including when I asked for a urinal or bedpan and it
was denied. Having ignored my repeated requests for a urinal or bedpan, I
eventually pissed the bed and then she got mad that I had made a mess.
She screamed and yelled for 15 minutes about it and I had no choice but to
listen. When she was done, she just stood there glaring at me with her
fists balled up.
"Maybe the next time I ask for a urinal you won't ignore it," I hissed in
reply and she stomped out of the door.
About 20 minutes later, two student nurses and an male nurse arrived with
clean sheets. The male nurse instructed the students on how to remove
and replace the wet bedding while I was secured in traction. He told me to
grab onto the rail above my head and adjusted the weights hooked to my
ankles and before I knew what was going on, I was suspended about 6"
over the bed by the cables attached to my torso and ankles.
He then removed the gown and pulled the sheets from under me leaving
me hanging there completely nude.
"OK ladies, he is going to need a bath and while you are at it, he has
surgery next monday, so we might as well shave him now so that it will go
quicker on Sunday when we have fewer staff. I have to go check on the
rest of my patients, can you handle this?"
"Sure Bill no problem!"
When he left, the two student nurses approached and both made no
pretense of anthing other than that they were surveying my fully exposed
body. "Let's get him washed up," said the one; a good looking brunette,
about 20 years old and about 5-6 and slim.
"I'll get the stuff," replied the other who looked younger, 18 at most I
guessed and a petite 5-1 or 5-2, with shiny black hair.
In short order, they were washing me from head to toe and the feel of their
hands working on my body had the predictable effect of getting me hard.
I just hung there with my eyes closed, enjoying the bath, until I heard the
shorter one giggle. Opening one eye, I saw her staring at my hard cock
with a big grin on her face.
"Not bad," whispered the brunette and they both giggled again.
"All done with the bath Mr. ... " as she realized she didn't know my name.
"Jim" I filled in for her.
"All done with the bath Jim, now we have to shave you for surgery."
"Whatever," I replied. Hanging there suspended, there wasn't anything I
could do about it so I just decided to go with the flow.
"How do we get at his back?" one of them asked. "I'll get Nurse Jones."
was the reply (Shit! I thought the battle ax bitch!)
Shortly the younger student returned with the head nurse. "Got him
trussed up GOOD I see!" "Why don't you go and get the other students
and I'll show all of you at once how to work the hardware." Both students
left to round up the others.
"Well STUD I see the girls got you excited," she sarcastically remarked as
she smirked at me. Flicking my cock with her finger, "We'll make sure all
the sweet young things see your puny little cock and everything else while
we are at it."
A couple of minutes later, the room was full of at least a dozen student
nurses all in the 18-21 age bracket and representing just about every
physical type and race.
"Listen up ladies, this patient is scheduled for back surgery next Monday,
and Billy will not have time on Sunday to do a full shave, so Amy and
Judi are going to do it today, so that Billy will only have to do a touchup
on Sunday." She then launched into a description of how the traction
hardware worked which I ignored. All I could see was a room full of
young women surrounding my nude body, many of whom were staring at
my equipment rather than the bed's equipment.
"Cross your arms on that bar Bucco," the head nurse directed at me, "I
said cross your arms!" This got my attention and I re-gripped the bar over
head. She then did something which brought my feet together and then
reached across me to my hip and rotated my suspended body so that I was
now hanging face down; <clank> and my feet were now spread wide to
the corners of the bed stabelizing my face down position. "Ok did
everybody see how that was done? Good! Amy, Judy and Leslie you help
them... I want everything from this belt down shaved on both sides... So
let's get to it..."
"The rest of you come with me and we will learn about numatic beds and
check back on these 3 later."
The Head Nurse Ms. Jones and the students left the room at that point,
leaving me with the two who had washed me (Amy the smaller girl and
Judy the brunette) along with Leslie a tall slim black girl. Leslie
immediately took charge. "You two work on his legs and I'll start here
and work down."
As they spread (what I supposed was) shaving gel over my legs and back,
I asked, "Why are you shaving my legs, they are operating on my back?"
"First, because Nurse Jones told us to," replied Amy and "Second, because
you will be wearing surgical stockings after the operation; kind of like
VERY tight thigh-hi stockings and they will be MUCH more comfortable
if you don't have hair on your legs."
"And the front side has to be shaved," added the black girl, "so that no
germs can hide in that nasty hair near the bandages or wound site."
My back was done quickly as I have almost no hair on my chest or back
anyway, but Amy and Judy were spending considerable time on my legs.
Mean while, Leslie was spreading the gel on my ass and her fingers were
gliding up and down the crack to the base of my balls. Her razor was soon
removing the hair from my butt and after she had scraped the sides she
stopped.
"Amy, could you pull his cheeks apart so I can get down inside?"
"Sure Les..."
Hands gripped the muscles of my ass and spread them wide and now the
sharp blade was removing every hair from the crack and around my
asshole down to the base where my scrotum starts.
The gel made my skin slippery and once, I felt a fingertip enter my
backside, all of this handling had my cock hard again and it's tip was just
brushing the bed below me.
"ALL Done, let's turn him back over," Leslie ruled.
<clank> feet together, rotate
<clank> feet stretched wide apart, face up, cock pointed up.
"OK Back to work!"
Amy was again working on my left leg as Judy worked on the right.
Leslie spread gel on my chest and quickly removed the few hairs there,
then spread gel from my stomach downward until her fingers were
spreading it on and around my stiff cock, then onto my balls. She looked
me in the eyes and smiled as she massaged the gel into my groin and
stroked my cock until it twitched.
Then out came the blade and she quickly stripped by stomach area, then
move downward. In a flash, all of the pubic hair above my cock was
gone, before she paused. Holding my shaft at the head, she gently passed
the blade down it's sides then on down where the sack meets the tighter
skin of the groin.
At this point, Amy and Judy put some slack in the cables then stretched
my legs wider apart, so that Leslie could get easy access to my balls.
Gripping the slacker skin between thumb and finger with one hand she
pulled it tight then carefully scraped it clean, this was repeated again and
again at different angles until she was satisfied that she had gotten it all.
Her gel covered hand then cupped my balls and gently massaged them
again, as she looked to my face and smiled.
Amy and Judy reset the traction and I was again suspended and stretched
wide. All three girls got washcloths and proceeded to wash all the areas
they had shaved, then patted it dry and rubbed it with a cream of some
kind. All three took the opportunity to cream coat my cock and balls and
twice, fingers were fully buried up my ass. I just hung there, eyes closed
and moaning as they worked on my body. Unfortunately, they didn't
finish the job.
As they spread the clean sheets out below me, Nurse Jones and the other
student nurses returned.
"Well Stud, I see that they got rid of all that nasty hair," the head nurse
gloated, "Smooth as a baby's ass, just the way it should be."
The nurse then ignored me and checked the bedding to make sure that it
was placed properly, then told the students to lower me onto the bed. I
should note that in traction, "onto" means just barely touching, since you
are stretched on their torture device. A single sheet was then placed over
me and the show moved off elsewhere.
Later that night, I awoke to the feel of a warm toungue swirling around the
head of my cock. I could make out a white uniform dress bending over
me but the room was dark and I couldn't see who was sucking me.
Whoever, it was, I was getting a first class blowjob, as the mouth worked
feverishly on my cock and a hand gently massaged my balls.
When I came, it felt like I was pumping gallons of cum, but the mouth just
kept sucking until there was no more to pump.
"Leslie?" I asked
"Yes Jim, I figured I owed you that after leaving you stiff this afternoon.
Besides, I've never done a shaved cock before..."
"All I can say is thank you!, I've never felt it that good before..."
"My pleasure sir!" and the tall black girl leaned over and kissed me. Then
have me a quick squeeze on the cock and was gone. Neither, of us ever
mentioned it again, and I sometimes wonder whether it really happened or
was a dream.....
Chapter 9 Mid Week (In Traction)
It's now Wednesday of my week on the rack and I am frequently breaking
out in cold sweats from the withdrawal of the pain medications. My chest,
ankles and hips are raw from the pull of the traction straps and my entire
body feels like it should be 7' long from the constant pull of the weights
for 2 1/2 days.
After my midnight blowjob from Leslie, I paid more attention to her when
she had occasion to be in my room. As noted before, Leslie was a tall
slim Black woman, probably about 22 years old. What I had failed to
notice before (probably due to pain and drug side effects) was, how
beautiful she was and that she spoke with a somewhat foreign accent. Her
skin was coal black with a kind of lustre to it that I can't find the right
words to describe. Her hips were wide and her breasts large (looked to be
about a 38-C) but on her large frame looked just right. It turned out that
she was indeed a foreign student from Nigeria and was engaged to marry a
PHD candidate in Chemistry. At any rate, I sure enjoyed that headjob
(assuming it really happened, and I'm still not 100% sure it did). The only
doubt I have about it is that her demeanor was 100% professional from the
next morning on, not even any more groping of my balls like the day
before. Oh Well!...
Amy and Judy it seemed were my assigned student nurses under the
direction of Head (Ball Buster) Nurse Jones. Both were very nice to me
and really tried hard to make sure I was as comfortable as possible given
the circumstances. The only bright spot of my days was my daily sponge
bath and rubdown from these two lovely young ladies. The feel of their
hands on my now hairless body was enough to make be forget the pain for
a while and especially the feel of my hairless crotch being handled by
them. Unfortunately, I got no relief from them; they would work me over
until I was hard as rock, then the "procedure" was over. <shit>
Late Wednesday, the Surgeon stopped in to check on me and conducted an
exam. Shortly the "Second Opinion" Surgeon arrived and also examined
me. My X-rays and MRI films were put on the lightboxes on the wall and
the two discussed my case. They then left for a while and came back with
their verdict. "Jim, you have a ruptured disk at the L-4, L-5 section of
your back that is causing your problem; It has to come out or you could
end up with permanent damage. You have another adjacent disk which is
herniated but not ruptured at L-3, L-4 but in our opinion it can stay, but
we can't say for sure until we get in there and look at it. Either way, the L-
4, L-5 one has got to go, it is pressing on the nerves and will damage
them."
I had been expecting this so it was no big shock. "Do what you have to
do," I replied, "Just get rid of the pain and get me going again."
"Jim, we can't guarantee that you will not have pain even after the
operation... It depends on how much damage has already been done to the
nerves. It will however, stop the spasms and get you up and around again;
do you still want to go ahead."
"Yes!"
My operation was confirmed for 6:00am on Monday, it was now just a
matter of waiting until then. What I didn't know, (because I couldn't see
them) was that the doctors left my X-rays and MRI's on the wall mounted
boxes when they left.
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