What happens in the country, stays in the country.

Dr. Eliza Wood, Dr. James Jones and Dr. Harold Portland

There are three doctors in our small town. One female and two male. They have their own areas of expertise, but they also have a very skilled degree in gynaecology.

I have never had an appointment with Dr. Portland, but I have heard the rumours. He is the oldest of the three, at 57, but also the one who has the most experience.

I sit in the waiting room, wet in anticipation and tapping my foot. He has an appointment with a younger girl, and I just have to wait for them to finish. Not like that. She’s 14. She has her last checkup before she turns 15.

I hear the door open, and a very.. busty.. 14 year old comes out. She is at least 180 pounds, and I try not to stare. I look at the magazine, finding an article about breast cancer very fascinating. I feel the wetness pool on the blue faux leather of the chair when I hear Dr. Portland walking closer to me. “Ready?” He ask, and I nod. “Yup” I answer and stand up. He looks down at my seat, then at my short skirt. “Well then. Someone’s eager” he chuckles and lead me to his office. I have to mentally beat myself not to skip down the hallway like a starstruck teenager, I am that excited. We enter a door at the far end, not where the other girl came from, and I have to clench my thighs together. A gynaecological table is in the middle with straps for the arms and legs, the stirrups are far apart and secure, and a variety of vibrators and dildos are neatly displayed on a table on the left, and other toys are displayed on a table to the right. “Remove all your clothes” he instructs as he close the door, and I pull my skirt down, showing my pink, dripping snatch and then pulling the small top over my head, showing him my large t**s. He smile and help me to the table. He place my legs in the stirrups and help me scoot forward, spreading me a bit wider. Then he strap them down. Next he strap my waist down, then my arms are strapped above my head and I get some straps over my thighs, ensuring that I can’t close them. He step up to my head. “This room, is soundproof. That means that when you scream for me to stop with climaxing you, no one can hear you. Now, enjoy your “checkup”” he says and I groan. He grab both tables and slide them towards him, giving him easy access to all his toys. I can’t see what he’s doing, but I moan when I feel something a bit large slide inside my p***y, followed by a powerful vibration, making me moan. I hear the cork on some bottle open, and then I feel something cold being pushed in my ass, then turned on. I gasp as the vibrations work simultaneously with only a thin wall between them. Then, he disappears between my legs and start eating me out. I moan and try grinding my hips but to no avail. Both vibrations turn higher, and the tongue works faster, making my moans come closer before I scream my orgasm. My body start shaking, and I feel a slight tug on my clit. Then the vibrations go even higher, making me gasp, and I still feel his sinful tongue on my hard clit, begging him never to stop, even though I feel like I need to stop.

Dr. Portland stop sucking my clit after.. I don’t know how many orgasms, and I smile as I think he’s done. I moan when he pull out the vibrator in my p***y, and moan when something bigger is inserted. I also hear tape being ripped, and I feel something sticky on my stomach, holding something over my clit. I feel Dr. Portland grabbing my p***y lips, moving them apart and allowing the round head to lay straight on my throbbing treasure pot (his words, not mine). My body jerk when the slow vibrations start buzzing on my clit, and I feel my body trying to get away from the small, but powerful vibration. I start panting and sweating, and I start crying out in pleasure when the fat dildo in my p***y is being pulled out, pushed in and turned on. I moan as the thick head start circling around inside me, brushing past my g-spot. I feel it stopping as Dr. Portland steps up to my head with.. a ball gag. “Open wide” he says, and I do, not understanding why. He fasten it tightly behind my head and sit back down between my legs. “Good. Now you can’t beg me to stop, little slut” he growls and turn the clit vibrator on max, making me scream into the gag, and then he start ramming the dildo hard and fast inside me, making my toes curl as I orgasm. I scream into the gag, and I hear him laughing. I feel ready to burst, and when I c*m again, he rip the dildo from my p***y and watch me squirt. With the vibration on my clit, I keep squirting for what feels like an eternity, and when I’m done, he suddenly plug my hole with his own member. He is very big, undoubtedly pumping his c**k, and he fill me up so nicely. I moan and scream, not sure where to go. The feeling of my own doctor f*****g my tight, teenage kitten raw, have me orgasm again. I man obviously knows what he’s doing, and I have lost count of my orgasms. I feel the table tilting a bit, and soon he has even better access. He grab my hips and start slamming his meat inside me hard, fast and desperate. His balls slap my ass with every thrust, and I scream when I c*m again, contracting around his c**k.

He pump as hard as he can before grunting, slamming inside me again and pouring straight inside me, making me moan as I feel the warm, sticky liquid. The door opens, and a nurse enters. She look at me and swallow. “You have another underage patient, a boy. Shall I use her until you’re back?” She ask, and Dr. Portland nods. He pull his pants back up, exit the room and leave me with nurse Andrea. Also known as the “p***y slayer” because she is absolutely ruthless with young girls p*****s. I just see her standing between my legs, watching the sperm running down my ass, and I moan when she start eating it up. She move the vibrator a notch up, and I scream as she hit the spot Dr. Portland missed by a hair. My legs tremble and I clench around nothing. “Mm such a little w***e. He will be gone for some time, so I will see just how many times I can make you c*m. Maybe I’ll fill a wine bottle” she smirks and I close my eyes as tears start flowing. I know what that means. She’s going to place a bottle under me, collecting as much of my juices as she can. Or maybe a glass to fill the bottle. I have no idea. I gasp and moan when she suddenly add pressure to the vibrator, and she laughs. “Such a responsive cunt. I’ll keep the wand on, but it still goes higher” she says, and now I realise why it has a round head. I scream into the gag when the vibrations goes even higher, and I tremble as I c*m again. I feel my juices deep into something cold, and she smiles. “I’ll place this here. I’ll check on you every.. thirty minutes. Have fun” she says and laugh. She place something under my cunt, and leaves.

*

She does come back every thirty minutes as promised, and every time she fingers my sensitive entrance, making me orgasm instantly. After the third time, she looks at me. “Tsk tsk. Not even a full glass. Maybe I have to use other methods. There is a new wand on the marked. Much more powerful, much more.. painful” she smirks at me before grabbing another wand. She shows it to me. It’s black, and has 20 settings. I start begging with my eyes, but she smirks. She grab something metallic and connects it. She place it right next to the other, making both face my poor abused clit, and then she plugs it in. She turns it in the max level right away, and I scream again. I scream until I can’t anymore. The double vibrations is to much. I try to get away, but I can’t. When the door opens and Dr. Portland walks in, I hope I can get out of this torture, but he has other plans. He grab a dildo the size of a horse and plunge it into my channel. I hadn’t realised that the dildo would turn on, but it does. The huge silicone starts moving in hard, violent circles, twitching like a real c**k, making me pass out from to much pleasure.