She Is 3
Copyright© 2025 by RogueTen
Chapter 2
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband RAAC DomSub Humiliation Light Bond Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Swinging Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Oriental Male White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Public Sex Prostitution
Annette’s dream.
She dreams she’s in a doctor’s office with her husband. An office like any other, a husband like any other -- except the doctor is Omar. In the dream it doesn’t seem strange. The spouses wait tensely for his conclusion.
Omar writes for a long time, then hands Annette her chart. On it says: “Diagnosis: bitch. Prescription: treatment with a big cock and a tight gag.”
The beauty flings the chart back, stunned.
“What is this?!” she cries. “I’m ... a bitch?! Treatment with a gag and ... and...”
“Sweetheart, calm down,” Yuri says. “Omar is a doctor -- he’d know...”
“But I’m not a bitch! And I don’t need ... a cock!”
“You do,” Yuri answers firmly. “The doctor said so!”
“And you are definitely a bitch, I assure you,” adds Omar in his white coat. For some reason, at his confident words, something between Annette’s legs clenches tight. Obeying the logic of sleep, she argues a little longer -- then, all the same, agrees with the diagnosis.
“I didn’t go to med school -- how would I know? I suppose I really am that,” she thinks.
And they begin treating her at once. Omar passes Yuri the gag, and he fastens it into his wife’s mouth.
“Mmm...” she says in reply.
The healer produces his big cock -- the same one Annette remembers from the day she saw the old man in the bathroom.
“So ... maybe I should do it, Doctor?” Yuri asks.
“Don’t make me laugh,” Omar says. “Can your cock even be called big? What does the prescription say?”
Yuri laughs and scratches the back of his head, shaking it.
“Yeah. Somehow I didn’t think that through.”
With that, he turns his wife around and bends her over, bracing her hands on a chair. He hikes up her skirt and slides her panties down.
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