The Good Dr.

The party was out of control. At a house, a friend of friends. Open french doors leading out to the pool and the slate covered back yard. white walls and beige carpet. A throng of people everywhere, drunk and handsy. people pressed against the walls, making out, grinding together to the music. The sounds of laughter and splashing could be heard over the music.

You were sitting on the leather couch, legs crossed, your tight black dress riding up your ample thighs. The neckline was low, plunging, showing off your deep cleavage. Smooth soft skin, red lipstick and mascara. Lifting a bottle of champagne to your lips and drinking deep. Warmth spreading all through you. You were drunk, too drunk.

There was a man sitting next to you, talking to you. You were too drunk to really follow what he was saying. But he kept putting his hand on your thigh. His finger gently massaging your flesh through the material, the tips of his fingers just over the hem, touching your bare legs. Your pussy twitched at his touch, the alcohol already making you tingle. You looked over and saw a couple making out against nearby wall. His hands all over her body. You can feel yourself dampen.

You bit your lower lip a little as you watched. His fingers closed around your chin and brought your mouth to his, his lips on your full red lips, biting your lower lip as his hand gripped your thigh. As he kissed your neck your head swam with alcohol and lust. His hands pulled your thighs apart, your skirt riding up, his hand finding the front of your panties and pressing down on your clit. You moaned out loud and he bit your collar bone, his other hand in your hair, gripping it tight and pulling your hair.

His fingers pulled your panties to one side and sliding into your pussy. You were so wet. His fingers pushing in and out of you. His mouth on your cleavage. he roughly pulled the front of your top down, off your large tits. He pulled a strap of your bra down and freeing your mammoth tit, taking it in his mouth, sucking your hard nipple into his mouth as his fingers sped up inside you. You were getting close, your body bucking against his digits, the shivers running along your spine.

Before you could cum you open your eyes and remember where you are. The party was still raging, but a few people were gathered around you, watching you being fingered. Mostly guys, but also a few women. One of the guys was rubbing himself through his pants. All of them were sporting large bulges in their jeans, and slow smiles on their faces. Their eyes on you pushed the pleasure to the next level and you started to shake.

“That’s it. Cum, you little slut,” said one of the men.

You fell over the edge and started to orgasm, your eyes open, watching them watching you. The man pulled his fingers out of your dripping pussy and pushed you onto your knees. he stood over you and took out his thick hard cock. You knelt there in a daze until he slapped you across the face.

“Suck it, whore,” he ordered.

You took his cock in your mouth and he pulled your hair, forcing his cock into your throat, fucking full lipped mouth. One of the men watching unzipped the back of your dress as you fought to take all the man’s cock down your throat, tugged your dress down to your ample hips and then ripped your bra from your body, freeing your huge breasts.

Your pussy was on fire as the man pulled you off his cock and onto your feet by your hair, slapping your face a few times to bring you back to reality. The group of men around you now had their cocks out, openly stroking them over you, leering at your tits. Most of the party had stopped at this point, standing around watching you being used. Cheering and jeering at you.

“Fuck that slut!”

“Get her naked.”

“Fucking whore!”

The man pulled down your skirt and your panties, revealing your round ass and perfect pussy to everyone there. Then he put you on the coffee table, on your hands and knees and got behind you. You felt the throbbing head of his cock entering your tight little pussy, pushing deep into you. Filling you up as the men gather around you, stroking their cocks. Your tits bounce as the man hammers into you, pushing deep into your pussy. Then men started to feel you, to touch your body. So many hands were on you, pulling your nipples caressing your flesh.

One of the other cocks slid along your cheek and you opened your mouth to accept it. You sucked on that stranger’s cock as the man fucked you harder, slapping your ass. The crowd jeered as he spanked you, raining insults down on you. Your pussy dribbled down your thighs. The cock in your mouth was withdrawn and another replaced it. Hands held onto your torso and tits so you could use your hands to stroke more cocks. Your mouth was used by so many men, you lost count of all the cocks that dipped into your mouth. Maybe it was eight? Nine?

The man inside you grunted and gripped your ass, his cock swelled up inside you. he pulled out and shot a thick load of cum all over your ass. The crowd clapped. A random member of the crowd poured beer over you to wash away his seed. A few of the men in front of you peeled off and went behind you. Their hands gripped your thighs and pulled you down onto the table, laying there on your side. One cock slid easily into your juicy pussy, filling you up. The other cock nudged against your tight little anus. You gasped and someone shoved a cock into your perfect warm wet mouth using your face.

You moaned low and hard as that thick cock speared your tight ass. The other cock fucking you fast and hard in your twitching cunny. As soon as the cock was all the way inside your ass, up to the hilt, you came. Your scream muffled by the mouthful of cum that emptied into your mouth, it;s owner gripping your hair. You panicked a little but managed to swallow it all. You only had time for one heaving breath before the next cock was in your mouth.

They fucked you like that for what felt like hours. The cock in your ass swelled up so large before it came, you felt like it was going to rip you in two. Your mind drifted away on wave after wave of pleasure, as cock after cock used your holes. Your belly filling up with their cum. Your pussy and ass fucked raw and ragged as people laughed and clapped along.

When you couldn’t take anymore, and you fell exhausted onto the coffee table, they flipped you onto your back and tied you down to it. They dropped some magic markers on your stomach and went back to partying. Every now and then someone would walk over and pick up a pen, write something on your naked body about what a filthy slut you were. Play with your raw pussy or tweek your nipple, feed you some more booze.

You woke up the next morning like that, tied to the table, covered in writing and warm cum. All insults about what a whore you were, about how much you love cum and cock. Your body radiating with a delicious, raw pain. A man was standing over you, jerking his cock. You tried to speak but couldn’t find your voice. he got down low over your face and groaned as he shot a load over your face, covering you in his cum. Then he undid your restraints and you went to the bathroom to clean up.

before you got in the shower you noticed across your forehead, in bold capital letters someone had written:

a knock at the door brings me back to reality after a while.

“hello there, nice to see you today”

the doctor walks in and sits down, not really paying me much mind.

“hi, you as well”

it’s silent for too long while they type away on their laptop, i can feel my heart beating out of my chest and i wonder if they can hear it too.

“you don’t have to be nervous, it’s a basic checkup, i’m just making sure everything’s alright.”

i just laugh nervously and say a few random words, something like “yeah, thanks”. i’m not really paying attention to what either of us are saying anyways. all i can think about is keeping my cool, even though my anxiety is written all over my face.

they ask me a few simple questions before taking my blood pressure and checking my heart rate.

“so you’re new to this practice?”

“yeah, i’m actually new to the area. i just moved here a few months ago.”

“hmm, very interesting.”

their hand slips beneath the robe, placing a hand on my hip and playing with the seem of my underwear.

“sometimes…”

they move their hand lower, and start to creep towards my inner thigh.

“i do a, what i consider, necessary procedure for whores like you.”

i don’t dare move away or say a word, im completely at their mercy. they look me in the eyes, scanning my reaction, while they don’t react at all. they are acting like this is completely normal.

they push me back on the table and swiftly take off my gown, taking a few seconds to look at my body before taking my hands and pinning my wrists above my head. their groping my chest with their free hand, twisting my nipples and watching me squirm away.

“aw, what, does that hurt?” he chuckles, whispering in my ear.

“i knew exactly what you were when i walked in, a pathetic little whore, and you just keep proving it. try and stand up bitch.”

they grab me by the head and push me to my knees, pulling my hair back making me cry out.

“come on, stand up. i’m sure you can do it.”

i play into their game and try as hard as i can but it’s no use. they are so much stronger than me, trying to fight back will only end up hurting. they laugh at me as they unzip their pants, taking out their dick and putting it in my face. they give me a look telling me i already know what i’m supposed to do, so i open my mouth and close my eyes. they start slower at first, but once i start gagging they can’t hold back anymore and fuck my throat mercilessly. i can tell that the more im in pain, the harder they get, and i can’t help but think about how wet that makes me. i shouldn’t be enjoying this at all, but i can’t stop my body from reacting.

“up, now, come on.”

they grab me again, by my arms this time, and force me back onto the table. they don’t stop for a second and immediately start rubbing my cunt.

“god, you’re so wet. i love whores like you.”

they put two fingers in, and pump them in and out quickly. im trying as hard as i can to hold back moans but i just can’t stop. circling my clit, they prepare me to take them inside me. i look up at them, pleading for it to finally stop, but they just bottom out inside me instead. i squeal loud enough that someone had to have heard it, so he grabs my underwear off the floor and gags me with it.

“shut the fuck up already, im almost done with you.”

they keep thrusting as hard as they can to the point it feels like i might bruise. i’m completely broken, i wouldn’t fight back even if i could at this point. they just keep rutting into me until they cum inside me. getting themselves together, they look at me and say

But I still didn’t want things to get any more serious. On the third night, I tried again to get her to bail on me. I put her in the pig nose and ring gag, took out my phone, and made a video of her squealing and grunting while I fucked her ass. Again, though, she was game. But that night I had a contingency plan. This shot is from the end of the video. I’m sitting on her stomach, jacking off with one hand and holding the phone with the other. She’s grunting and begging through the gag. I think she’s saying, “please, daddy, cover your pig’s face".

Daddy puts you in the chair and plays you hypnosis loops through a special headset.

As you watch, you feel me put the collar around your neck.

Once you're wet I'm going to let strangers pleasure themselves with your body as you sink deeper

For example, if a girl is a lesbian or just isn’t that into intimacy with strangers, she can just decide that her butthole is Free Use, but everything else is off limits. That way, if a friend or coworker finds her attractive, she doesn’t need to deal with awkward flirtations or harassment, she can just bend over and take a load in her ass, then everyone goes on with their day. Hell, she probably doesn’t even need to stop texting with her girlfriend. 

If a girl likes meeting new people or she just enjoys edging throughout the day, maybe she’ll let everyone know that her pussy is her “Free Use Hole.” It’d give her plenty of excuses to lie down and take a pleasure break while others enjoy her cunt. Plus, she’d have lots of opportunities for face-to-face conversation if she’s the chatty type. 

Other girls might be shy about showing their body in public and prefer to stay fully clothed while friends and strangers use their mouth. Or maybe she just has an oral fixation! A girl could even be orally Free Use as a weight-loss strategy. It’s pretty hard to fill up on unhealthy snacks if you spend your break-time with a mouth full of random cocks. 

I think there’s a chance this idea could even catch on with feminists! If even a quarter of attractive women adopted the “Free Use Hole” philosophy, imagine how much it’d reduce rape and sexual harassment. On top of that, every man would have the chance to learn what affirmative sexual consent from a pretty girl looks like. Feminists would see free use women as heroes who are making a sacrifice to protect women’s rights.