Did daddy make you his sweet little secret? Did he love you as his little girl to please his every desire?

That is the daddy I would be for you. Oh and yes you'd be my filthy little girl that takes orders well... hmmmm

Your wrists and ankles bound. This strange nurse with her hands holding you. And the doctor, his eyes burning into yours, his finger, his amazing finger, it was all too much, too deep, too strong, too intense. Those sweet, strange waves that you feel when you rub your clit, those dreamy, drug-like feelings, they were nothing compared to the sheer intensity of this. The finger, the hands, the straps and now the flashes of light inside your head, the tension building, bursting. Unaware, you let out a long, low moan and waltzed away into a sort of out-of-body experience. Floating, you came, and came, your orgasms melting into one another, in a long shattering spasm of unrestrained pleasure.

Sometime, seconds or maybe days later, you floated back down to earth. You opened your eyes. The nurse still held your head, but she released her grip when the doctor spoke.

"Speculum," he ordered. "There is much more to examine."Still swimming in a certain bliss, you were shocked back to full consciousness by the cold steel of the speculum opening you. Where before you were lost in pleasure, now you were gripped with a feeling of violation. Cold steel in your cunt. Cold steel eyes staring up at you from your thighs. Your arms restrained.

Sensing your discomfort, the nurse cradled your head in her hands again. Then she stroked your forehead with soft hands. Still, the speculum, now at least not so cold, was foreign and invasive. You wanted to scream, "Stop." But then you felt the soft hands on your shoulders, soothing you a bit. The nurse, standing behind you, bent forward, and again you caught that scent you couldn't quite place. Lavender and musk. Interesting. Her hands moved to your breasts, her fingers brushed against your nipples, causing them to rise against the coarse fabric of the hospital gown.

What was going on, you wondered? This is not right.

Then you felt the speculum sliding out of you. Relief.

"Are you finished?" Your voice was so small.

"No, my dear," the doctor replied. You heard him fumbling with something at the table, then looked up to see him, sitting again, between your legs. Now there was pressure in another place, below your cunt.

"You may find this a tiny bit unpleasant," he said, his voice deep and void of emotion. "Or, you might not find it unpleasant at all. Just take a deep breath, and then let it out, slowly."

More pressure, and then you realized he was slipping a finger into your ass.

"Relax."

His finger worked it's way deeper inside you. You felt your cunt becoming dewy again. The nurse slipped her hand under the top of your robe, and her fingers found the flesh of a taut nipple. She began to pull, and pinch.

"No…please," you whimpered.

"Would you like us to stop?" The doctor's voice had such a strange, hypnotic quality.

"Yes," you whispered, very quickly followed by, "no. Oh, no, yes, no, please…"

Now the nurse was pulling, pinching on both your nipples. The doctor's finger worked your tight hole, and then you felt his other hand, sliding up your cunt lips, the latex-covered finger finding your clit, pressing down on it, not too hard, not too softly, working it, massaging it, teasing it.

Again, you began, perhaps not so involuntarily this time, to move your hips, pressing back against his fingers, working your ass, working your clit.

Now the nurse, still standing behind you, bent fully down. She wrapped her mouth around a nipple, sucking and biting on it through the thin fabric of the robe. The doctor's hands were moving faster now. He was skilled beyond your imagination.

You realized that you were moaning.

"She has an excellent response to manual stimulation, doesn't she, Nurse Elke?" You looked down, and saw the doctor looking up at you.

"Perhaps you should accelerate the procedure, Doctor," the nurse replied, pausing only slightly in her ministrations on your nipple.

"Yes," he said. "Indeed."

You watched as he lowered his head between your thighs. You felt his warm breath on your most tender parts, and then shuddered as his tongue began lapping at your swollen clit.

You were surprised when you heard your own voice, pleading.

"Suck it. Please. Doctor, please, suck my clit."

And he did. His lips wrapped around that fuckbutton. His tongue continued to jerk on it. Nurse Elke pressed her firm breasts into your face. Your moaning grew more intense. You were riding on the edge of another orgasm that felt as if it would make the previous one seem like only a preliminary pleasure.

"She's ready now, Doctor," the nurse said.

You looked down between your thighs.

The doctor lifted his face from your bucking cunt. He stood, opened his trousers, and drew out a huge, thick, long cock.