Chapter 1: Office Visit
"Excuse me ... I..." I stumbled over my words, as I got a look at the woman sitting in front of me. "I was looking for ... Dr. Rodriguez."
"You found her," she said with a grin that was almost a smirk. "I'm Carmen Rodriguez. Perhaps you were expecting a man, no? But as you can see, I am a woman."
That I could see. Indeed! A large and very well built woman, 'stacked like a brick shit house' I would have said in college days. A large expanse of Dr. Rodriguez's ample brown bosom revealed by a very low-cut smock confirmed it. The smock that barely extended below her crotch showed a long stretch of smooth dark skin that offered even more dazzling proof.
"Please make yourself comfortable, Robert" Dr. Rodriguez said, startling me. I realized I had been gaping. The low couch she indicated was comfortable, but I was not. As I sat down, I found I had an unimpeded view up between Dr. Rodriguez's legs.
"So, you told my nurse you are suffering from headaches. For how long?" The first few questions were perfunctory, but I was shocked by what came next.
"Now I am going to ask you some personal questions," she said and gazed deeply into my eyes. "I don't want you to try keeping any secrets from your doctor," she smiled
"Well, within reason," I replied stiffly.
Her grin was condescending, not wholly professional. "Oh, Robert, you'll answer questions for me, whether you want to or not."
"I don't think I like you attitude, doctor. And don't call me Robert"
"Oh, my," cooed, "I think it's your attitude that is in the way, but there's a way to change that," she smiled in reply.
"What are you doing?" I asked in horror as Dr. Rodriguez opened yet another button of her smock and revealed what I had suspected. No bra.
"Showing you my pretty titties, Robert. You have been trying to peek at them all the while we talked. I guess you like girls with big boobs, eh? Well, go ahead and take a nice long look. Letting these babies work on you should make you a lot more cooperative."
I was starting to feel strange before I noticed the small locket that Dr. Rodriguez was dangling between her large creamy breasts, flashing rhythmically. I tried to look away, but my eyes were fixed. "You like looking at my titties, Robert. Just keep looking. Looking. They are so soft ... and warm, just as you feel, soft and warm inside. Now, are you going to tell me what I want to know?"
I didn't want to, but somehow I knew I would.
"How often do you have sexual intercourse?"
"Huh?" I asked dreamily.
"You know what I mean," she grinned, "how often do you get laid?"
"Uh, dunno, almost every weekend," I mumbled.
"Almost? Weekend?" Her voice was incredulous. "Do you mean that there are nights you sleep alone, without a woman in your bed to ... satisfy you? That must be very hard. You must be really horny all the time, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I guess," I heard myself admit. I had never thought of myself that way, but when Dr. Rodriguez looked deep into my eyes and said it, I knew it was true.
"How do you manage?"
"What?" I was distracted.
"How do you satisfy your extraordinary sexual appetites?
"Oh, I pick up girls here and there. There are several I call. It usually works out." It was hard to remember, to think.
"That's not good enough for a man with your needs," she concluded. "And all the other nights?" she grinned.
I felt compelled to speak, but embarrassment held my tongue. Carmen looked at me with amusement. "Oh, I know it's hard to say, Robert but I know what you do. All naughty boys do it if they don't have a regular woman, a woman who knows just what turns you on, who screws you even before you know you need it. You get yourself off with your hand don't you?"
Blushing furiously, I wanted to deny it, but there were Dr. Rodriguez's eyes on me. "Yes," I whispered.
"Of course you do, Robert. I don't blame you; young men need sex, but it's so unnecessary. You have a housekeeper don't you?"
"My housekeeper?" I thought foggily. Maria, the woman I had hired a few weeks ago? "Yes." I said.
"She's very petty, isn't she?"
"Yes," I had to agree.
"So tell me why you allow yourself to suffer those intense cravings for sex. She could be in your bed every night."
"I can't sleep with my housekeeper!" I replied, the shock jarring me slightly out of the peaceful fog I was in.
"Why not? That hot little bitch loves to screw. Don't tell me she is refusing to fuck you!"
Something was wrong. Dr. Rodriguez seemed to know about Maria. And Maria had suggested I come for this appointment. I started to smell a rat and my head was starting to clear. "On the contrary, Dr. Rodriguez. There is nothing she wants more. She has done everything she can to get me into bed. She wears tantalizing mini-skirts, skin-tight short shorts, translucent blouses without a bra to show off her titties. She wiggles her ass and bounces her boobies for me shamelessly. Sometimes it's all I can do to keep my hands off of her.
"So why do you?"
"I don't believe in mixing business with pleasure. I think she may be after something more than a good lay."
"Of course she is," Carmen laughed. "Probably wants a promotion from housekeeper to homemaker, the little vixen. Women seldom want to fuck guys JUST for the sex, even ones like you." She gave me a hot, appraising look. "Well, your problem is pretty obvious. You are not getting enough really good sex. A series of one-night stands can't satisfy your appetites. You need to be in a woman every night, letting her get you off several times. Did you have a nice roll in the hay this morning before you came here?"
"Of course not," I replied.
"I thought not. That would explain your reactions now."
"You are becoming sexually aroused. Seems looking at my titties has done something to you. I'd better examine you to confirm my diagnosis." She was right. My eyes had wandered back to her breasts and I was rock hard.
"You want me to disrobe?" I felt so confused.
"That won't be necessary," she laughed. Believe me; I know how to get a horny young man out of his pants." Then she was standing in front of me, beginning to open my shirt and loosen my belt. I felt helpless to stop her.
"Now, let me unzip you." As she bent down her large succulent breasts were just inches from my eyes "Oh, you have nice swelling there where a woman likes to see one. You are really big here, Bobby," she continued, reaching down to massage my prick through my shorts. "This must account for your success with the girls. They see the size of that bulge and their panties start getting wet. Mine sure are. I'm going to pull down your shorts to get a better look at you. I think you will be more comfortable lying down."
I looked around nervously for an examination table.
She must have read my thoughts. "This is a special examination Bobby; come with me. I want you to be VERY comfortable." She led me to an adjoining room with a low, hospital like bed and smiled at me. Her eyes seemed to be giving an order. Meekly, I lay down. "Very good, Bobby. Now, you must not speak again except to answer my questions," she said and began stroking my prick.
"Here is your problem, Bobby, your cock." I didn't understand, but she had forbidden me to speak. Her hand on my cock felt too good, anyway. I gazed up at her smiling eyes.
"You have a long thick cock, a cock that would please any woman. When a cock like yours goes into a woman it must arouse her profoundly. She must start cumming as soon as this beautiful tool penetrates her. A woman when filled with a prick like yours, just go off her nut too quickly. You bring her to a series of orgasms as you pound away at her. When you finally unload your balls into her, it's 'good night sweetheart.' She passes out in ecstasy. She can't do anything for you because she's still knocked out. Am I correct?"
"Yes," I replied dreamily.
"You're missing the long slow build up to orgasm with the woman controlling the pace, making you gradually want it more and more until you are crazy for release. I'll bet you have never known how good it feels for a woman to fuck you from on top."
I shook my head in agreement.
"You don't know the pleasure of being in the sexual thrall of a woman."
"No," I agreed. This was totally wrong. I didn't want to be in the sexual power of a woman. But then why was I enjoying what Carmen was doing to me?
"But you need to know; you need to experience that. It explains your headaches."
Headaches! It was Maria who had been pestering me to see a doctor about my headaches, Maria who had set up this appointment with Dr. Rodriguez. But that meant ... Carmen's breathy voice interrupted my thoughts. "The headaches are a symptom of your unsatisfied craving for sex, sexual domination."
"No, no. I don't need..." I tried to protest, but Dr. Rodriguez put her finger to her lips to silence me and continued to stroke my prick deliciously.
"I prescribe therapy beginning immediately, Robert. Don't argue with your doctor." she ordered, smiling. "I know what's good for you, poor baby, and I am going to doctor you good. You need sex badly and I'm going to give you a big dose of the medicine that will give you instant relief," she growled lustfully.
I was so far gone I hardly knew when Dr. Rodriguez finished undressing me and shucked her own smock, but suddenly the voluptuous woman was astride me, in my arms. "Now you must get me ready to make love to you, Bobby. It is important that your sex therapist be properly aroused so she can give you the treatment you deserve. Kiss me," she whispered, offering me her large round breasts. "I want you to suck my tits good. Take my nipples in your mouth, honey. Umm ... Like that ... Nice. Yes, I can feel it ... Sucking my titties is getting me so wet, Bobby. My cunt is going to be nice ... and juicy so she can slide down over your prick very easily ... Good ... I'm getting the urge to have your big cock in me, the urge to fuck you."
I could only grunt.
"And nursing me is getting you so ready, too, isn't it, Bobby. My tits make you happy and relaxed, dreamy and docile." Her voice seemed to come from far away. "You like sucking my titties, don't you, Bobby? Nursing my big soft breasts makes you weak and sleepy and helpless as a baby, ready to accept my sweet domination." Her words poured over me like warm honey.
"Yes," she whispered after a few minutes, "I think you've had enough preparation, Bobby." I opened my eyes. Had I actually gone to sleep nursing her? She was smiling at me and began to mount me "You are going to love what I do to you, Bobby. Let me guide your prick up into me ... Yes. It's sliding deep into my cunt, just where I want it, where I want you." I grunted a bit as her full weight settled on my hips. "Close your eyes, baby. I'm going to take you for a short sleepy ride. I'll rock back and forth on your prick, making you feel so good, ... so sleepy. I'm going to rock you to sleep, Bobby ... Fuck you to sleep, baby ... Sleep!" An orgasm overcame me and I passed out.
Chapter 2: Confrontation
When I awoke I realized I was not in Dr. Rodriquez's office. The room looked like an ordinary bedroom of a residence. I thought I could hear voices from somewhere, perhaps a downstairs. One voice was that of Carmen Rodriquez. The other one was familiar, but...
"Is he still out?" the unidentified voice asked.
"I'm afraid so, honey," Carmen laughed. "I gave him quite a workout. You're going to love him. He's as big as you guessed and he has the stamina of a horse. After putting him under with one fuck in the office I gave him something to keep him happy and dreamy to bring him back here. I fed him a big plate of pasta to keep up his strength, had plenty of Gatorade by the bed, and went to work on him. He fucked me three times last night and once early this morning." Carmen was gloating.
"Four times? Was that necessary?" the other woman sounded jealous.
"Maybe not, honey, although each time, he went under a little deeper. But remember I'm doing this for you "pro bono," well "pro boner" in this case," the doctor giggled. "I charge most women thousands of dollars to give them the docile, horny man they've dreamed about."
"I know, Carmen, and I am truly grateful. I've wanted him so bad ever since I started work for him, but I couldn't get him into bed no matter what I did."
"I understand you perfectly. I thought you were exaggerating, just infatuated, but he really is a hunk. I've never enjoyed a 'patient' more. And I did a sperm count on him. He's loaded. You'll be knocked up in no time, honey."
The other woman giggled nervously. "But you're sure it will work?"
"Always does, honey. As soon as a man realizes that he can get all the sex he wants by being his woman's little fuck toy and that's the ONLY way he can get it, he's hooked."
"Does HE realize it?"
"Well, his male ego has just received a pretty hard blow. He was seduced and totally dominated by a woman for the first time in his life yesterday and, although he wouldn't admit it, he loved it. That should have him off balance. You have to make sure he stays that way by keeping him so well fucked his normal male-dominant reactions don't have a chance to re-surface. That's where those other things I told you come in."
"You mean the drops for his super-pure spring water?"
"Yes. They had him in a nice receptive mood for me yesterday. His libido was cranked up and he was perfectly vulnerable to suggestion. I hardly needed the locket. Make sure you don't give them to him when he's about to go off to work, though, or some other woman my scarf him up."
"My man? Not on your life," she replied fiercely.
They were talking about me as if I were to be the second woman's chattel. She even intended to use me to make her pregnant! It was outrageous - and frightening, especially as I found myself somewhat aroused by the thought. Still, this was too much! I looked around for my clothes but could only find one of those hospital-type smocks. Putting it on, I went to confront them.
As I descended the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible, the living room came into view. Nearer the stairs was the unknown woman with her back to me. Carmen was seated farther away facing the stairs obliquely. The hem of her frilly yellow sundress stopped well above the knee and the 4' pumps she wore matched the dress. The neckline was low and displayed plenty of her large brown boobs. Her leg was crossed revealing acres of the soft skin of her thigh. I stopped in my tracks to take in how sexy she was. As I gaped, Carmen spotted me.
"Good afternoon, Bobby. 'Hablar del Rey de Roma y el se asoma, '" she smiled. "Sleep well?"
At her voice the other woman turned. I was Maria!
Suddenly everything became clear. Maria had probably been putting something in my food to cause the headaches in the first place. The visit to Dr. Rodriguez was just a set up for her to seduce and do who knows what else to me. Now I was to be turned over to my twenty-year old housekeeper to be her plaything.
"I heard you two talking, Dr. Rodriguez. I know now what you and Maria have planned and I'm not going to let you get away with it!"
"Oh?" she turned to Maria with an amused look before returning her gaze to me. Maria looked more uncertain. "And just what part of having Maria in your bed every night, giving you all the sex you want do you not like?"
"The, er, domination. Being her..." I stumbled in embarrassment, 'sex toy.'"
"You mean that you would NOT like being unable to turn down her offer of sex?" I think there was some silent signal between them. "Not being able to take your eyes off of Maria's pretty titties when she opens her frilly white blouse." On cue, Maria was slowly unbuttoning her blouse. My god! She wasn't wearing a bra. "And let you have a good look long look?"
Carmen had come to my side now as my eyes were fastened on Maria's pert breasts with large erect nipples. Was she aroused? I blinked several times trying to recover my thoughts, my indignation.
"I'm not sure I believe you, Bobby. I think having a curvy, hot little number like Maria running your sex life, making you fuck her as often as she likes, arouses you profoundly."
"No, I don't want that, I..." but Carmen wasn't dissuaded. Her hand had found my cock through the flimsy garment and begun to fondle me. I was still staring at Maria who had continued to strip. She was stepping out her skirt, puddled on the floor, and was hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties.
"If you don't like having Maria seduce you, why are you so hard, Bobby? Why don't you make her stop? Is it because you can't? Your prick is telling me you need sex, Bobby. Are you really sure you would not like Maria to take you to bed and give you a long leisurely fuck?" Maria was totally naked now except for her stockings and heels standing directly before me.
"NO," I said, summoning all my will power.
"Prove it," Carmen challenged.
"Prove to me that you don't want Maria to fuck you by giving her a kiss."
Carmen reached forward and ran her fingers into Maria's abundant bush. "There."
I shook my head at the implications.
Grinning Carmen withdrew her fingers and rubbed them on my lips. The rank, wet smell was overpowering. "Do it." Carmen commanded. "Taste her pussy and tell me you don't want her." Her hand was on my shoulder pressing down.