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Doctor Daddy - Erotica Story - Part 1
Doctor Daddy - Erotica Story - Part 1
I answered the phone, still breathless. "Hello?" I said as I wiped the sweat off my brow. I had just walked in the door from walking a couple of miles.
The voice on the other end was deep, and I recognized it immediately. It was the voice of my Daddy. "Just reminding you of your appointment tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock." was all that he said.
Taking a deep breath, I only replied. "Yes Doctor." And we both hung up. I was smiling ear to ear. Because I knew that he was in town. And we would be meeting in the morning. Since I didn't work, he knew I would be available for him at his request.
I was so excited that I did a little dance right there in my living room. I could already feel the dampness between my legs. I badly wanted to touch myself. I was so thrilled to be playing doctor again with Daddy tomorrow.
But I knew the rules. When I got his phone call, there would be no more masturbation. And currently he had me masturbating three times a day for him. I was to spend no less than ten minutes masturbating and no more than thirty five minutes per session. And I was to force myself to cum as often as possible in the time that I had. I was only allowed to use toys on myself. Fingers and hands were reserved for him only.
Looking at my watch I frowned because it was only 11:30 in the morning. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew that I would miss my noon session today. My night session tonight and my morning session tomorrow. He knew my body would go through withdrawls and crave him even more.
I could almost visualize him in his hotel room. With his evil grin. Sitting on his bed. He would put the phone receiver down. And would slowly open his bag of toys and tricks that was at his feet. He always took great care in preparing the room for us.
But right now I had to make it through the rest of the day. Following his rules the best I could. Slowly I walked across the house and down the hall and into the bathroom. Quickly I stripped off most of my sweaty clothes.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw my sports bra. The front was soaking wet. My let down was starting. It was odd how he had trained my breasts. When I wasn't with him I could pump during the day. But when I knew we would be together my breasts also seemed to know that same information. And they seemed to have a mind of their own. And already they were starting the extra milk production just for him to suckle. I smiled because I also knew the rule.
Supply and demand. For the rest of the day, and into the night I was to pump every hour to hour and a half. And six am would be the last time I would be allowed to pump. He knew my breast would be heavy and full for him.
I stood there and removed my bra. Watching myself in the vanity mirror as the milk oozed out of my nipples. Knowing that soon I would feel the warmth of his lips on my nipples. His teeth nipping. Sucking lightly on them and sucking them strongly. Removing the milk for himself.
The letdown was getting stronger now and my milk was now dripping fast. It was running down my belly. Pooling on the floor at my feet. Looking at myself in the mirror. Looking at my dripping breasts, I smiled.
The quick shower I had planned on now was going to turn into a long and detailed bath. I would take great care and time with my bathing ritual for Daddy. Because he wanted me to have special rituals that were done just for him.
Filling up the tub, I added a generous amount of the bathsalts that I created just for him. It contained milk powder, baking soda and epson salt . To soften the skin, and lilac oil for fragrance. Checking the temperature of the water I made sure it was steaming hot. I stepped into the tub.
Laying back I scooped the hot water over my semi-exposed breasts. Sighing with satisfaction that tomorrow I would get to play the role of a thoroughly examed patient. Remembering that last time Daddy and I played doctor and patient. I wanted to spread my legs and touch my clit. I wanted to cum with the delicious thoughts I was having.
My mind was wandering. Thinking of what my doctor might do to me this time. Would he bring that friend he was always teasing me about. Would he restrain me with words or rope. Maybe tape would be his choice tomorrow. Somehow I knew that he would give me both an enema and a douche. That was just a given. How far would he stretch me.......... How far would he take me for his pleasures?
I sighed and reached for a bar of caress instead. Lathering up a washcloth. Taking my time in soaping up my toes and up my long legs. My thighs to my tummy. Being very careful not to pleasure myself as I washed that area at the junction between my legs. Running the wash cloth over my engorged my breasts. And smoothing it over my neck. Leaning forward I used the soapy cloth to wash my back. Satisfied that I was now scrubbed clean, I rinsed the soap from my body.
Next I slowly exfoliated my legs and arms using the special mixture that I created from baking soda and shower gel soap. My hands felt almost numb by the time I was done rubbing the mixture over my skin. But I smiled after I rinsed and felt how smooth my skin now felt.
Sitting on the edge of the tub, I reached for the bar of beauty soap and lathered my leg from my toes to my thighs. The secret was the moisturizer in the soap. It seemed to work better than shave gel. That always clogged my razor. But I worked the razor along the long lines of my legs. Ahhhhh smooth legs. My underarms were also shaved as well. I knew Daddy would be pleased at the smoothness of my skin.
Next was my pussy. I slowly lathered the entire area. Savoring the feeling of my fingers as they brushed that area that needed to be touched so badly. But I was very careful at the same time. Letting my razor slowly glide across my skin. Using a mirror to help guide my razor across my skin. Not stopping until I the last hair was gone. Daddy prefered my pussy hairless. As his tonuge would dance across my clit. As his fingers slide across my g-spot bringing me to total pleasure.
Last but not least I let the plug out of the tub and adjusted the water temperature for a shower. Taking my time to lather my long chestnut brown hair. And rinsing the last of the soapy bubbles out. Adding conditioner and running my fingers through my hair to make sure all the snarls were out.
Standing under the sunflower style shower head I let the water fall upon my body as my hands glided over my body and hair. Making sure I was rinsed. And that I was clean, fresh, and hairless.
Before I left the bathroom I dressed in my pink fleecy bathrobe. I looked at myself in the mirror. And gave myself a slutty smile. I knew how Daddy loved his slutty little girl. And I went into my bedroom to pick out my clothes for tomorrow. I wanted to look nice for my doctors appointment.
For the rest of the day I dressed in a pair of black shorts, and a dark purple low cut "V" neck top. No panties. That was another rule. From the moment I receive his phone call to 78 hours after we meet. Then I was allowed to wear my thongs again. He wanted me full of desire for him. Ready and wet for him. And afterwards he wanted me to remember.
I put on my nursing bra. Because I knew I would be needing the support of the industrial strength bra this afternoon. With all the extra pumping, I knew my body would go into over production of milk for his pleasure. And I knew Daddy was always pleased at what my body would do for him.
After I dressed I closed my eyes and envisioned my Daddy. His loving smile as he preformed his exams and tests. Him telling me to go in the bathroom and following the directions that he left on the counter. How I enjoy walking out in the exam gown. Seeing him fully clothed looking very professional, complete with white lab coat.
The rest of the day seemed to go quickly. My time was spent on general housework. With my mind wandering and wondering at all the things my doctor would do to my body. My breasts were heavy and a constant reminder and my pussy was wet with need. With the need for his hands to manipulate and mold my body into what he desired.
I also had my kitchen timer set for every hour. At which time I would pump both breasts. And already they were responding to the extra pumping. I had to put nursing pads in my bra to keep me dry because they were leaking at the very thought of Daddy's lips on my nipples.
My pussy was wet all day. Oh how I wanted and craved to touch myself. Or be touched. But I obeyed Daddy's rules. I had to change shorts several times that day because my pussy was so wet. As I pumped my breasts, my pussy would go through a letdown of it's own. The juices would just run from me. Oh how my Daddy trained my body well.
That night I went to bed late. Pumping every hour as I was directed. I went to bed wearing the nursing bra with several pads in place. Wearing a teal nightgown. A very sexy and slinky satin nightgown with spaghetti straps. When I did go to bed I curled up on my left side and went to sleep. Dreaming of what tomorrow might bring.
I woke up early. Or rather it was my breasts that woke me up. They were full and felt hard as rocks. They needed to be pumped. Milk was already leaking out of my nipples. I smiled knowing that Daddy or rather I should say my doctor would be very pleased with this.
That morning pumping was the first thing that had to be done. And I was surprised at the amount of milk I expressed. But I knew they would fill back up fast. I was to nervous to eat. But I made sure to drink plenty since I received the call from my doctor reminding me of my appointment this morning.
I was careful with my makeup, letting it look only a little slutty. I had a particular shade of rose blush that I wore only for Daddy. With eye shadow that highlighted my green eyes. But darker and more prominent that I normally wore. With mascara that wasn't waterproof. And would run if I cried. Daddy liked to see proof of my tears if tears were his goal. And red lipstick was the final touch.
I styled my hair in a conservative bun. That way he could pull it out of it's restraints and run his fingers through the silky length of it. Or pull it hard as he saw fit. So when I left him, my hair would be messed up. Silent proof that I was fucked and fucked well.
Leaving the bathroom, I entered my bed room grinning ear to ear. I couldn't wait to get dressed. This I did slowly as I glanced at the clock. I had the time to enjoy and savor this private time of getting ready for him. On my dresser were the clothes that I had already laid out.
Sitting on the edge of the bed I hooked the garter around my waist. And I rolled my black thigh high stockings up each leg. Smoothing them out and hooking them to the garter straps. Next came the black cupless corset. Since it was already laced tightly in the back, I had to lay down on the bed, take a deep breath in, to hook and zip it up in the front. As it left my full breasts fully exposed.
The blouse I chose was semi-sheer and red. The neckline of the blouse plunged deeply and the black corset was clearly visible under the fabric. And it was slightly noticeable that my breasts were uncovered. The skirt I chose was of black leather, very short and very tight.
My jewelry was kept very simple. A long gold necklace with a pendent that fit perfectly in my cleavage. And simple big gold hoops in my ears.
I spritzed myself with my favorite perfume and walked into the kitchen to find my three and a half inch spiked black heels. I grabbed my purse that contained my breast pump and I walked out the door.
I knew I looked slutty when I drove up to the hotel, where Daddy was staying. Stepping out of my car, I pull down on my skirt just a little. I parked my car as directed. As far away as possible from the front door. Giving more chances for people to notice me.
Walking into the hotel I felt several eyes on me. As I walked up to the front desk, I asked the man working. "What room is Brian Hurt staying in please?"
The man just looked at me. His lower jaw dropping slightly. His eyes slid down to my breasts, and I knew what he was thinking. But this is what Daddy wanted. For everyone to know that I was here for sex, but not as a paid prostitute. "Ummm...... Yes Ma'am. Let me look up his room number." As the man punched the name into the computer.
I leaned over onto his desk giving him a clear view down my top. "I'll wait while you look."
A few moments later, after he took full advantage of the view I was offering him. He responded with "Gary Hurt is in room 304, Ma'am. Just take the elevator to the third floor and it's down the hall to the left."
I remained in the same position a bit longer than necessary, letting him have his view of my tits before I thanked him and went down the hall to the elevator.
Standing in front of Daddy's door. I took a deep breath before I knocked.
Dr. Daddy answered the door. Dressed as a professional from head to toe. His fancy dress shoes. Dress pants with button down shirt. He was even wearing a tie under his white coat. And to complete the look he had a few insturments that I didn't recognise in his pocked and a stethascope around his neck.
"Your here early Miss. Step into the changing room." He motioned to the bathrrom door. "The directions are on the counter. Here let me take your bag." His voice was deep and made me almost melt on the spot as he took my bag and I went into the small room.
It had been awhile since I had seen him last. And I wanted to throw my arms around him and kiss him. But were were in scene now. I had to obey as if I was his patient. I stripped of most of my clothes. Leaving on the stockings, garter and the cupless corset. Daddy liked to see me still wearing those when we were in scene. If he wanted them off. He would remove them himself.
Folding my clothes I looked at the directions that Dr. Daddy had left for me. Reading them slowly to make sure I understood them correctly. Just to the left of the note was a towel covering items. Items I was sure that Dr. Daddy planned on using shortly. So I respected his love of surprise and didn't peek.
Strip off your clothing. But please leave on your stockings, garter and corset. You may also leave on your shoes for your comfort. When you have completed that. Please bend over the bathtub, placing your hands on the tubs backwall. When that is complete please call out that your ready.
I did as ordered. Placing my hands on the tubs backwall. I closed my eyes and called out "Ready". Waiting for Dr. Daddy to enter the room.
"Well I see that you have followed my directions. If your eyes are not closed already. Now would be a good time to do that."
"Yes Doctor Daddy. They are already closed." And I waited.
I could hear Daddy getting the last few things ready for me. He ran the water. Washing his hands to make sure they were nice and clean before be began. He did that often. Because he belived that doctors offices must be extra clean. A while later he snapped on his latex gloves that he love to wear for the exam.
"Now spread your legs."
I did as I was told. Spreading them wide for my doctors exam. Reaching forward from behind he pinch and twisted on my clit. "Someday you just might want to get this pierced."
"Yes doctor do you think that would be a healthy thing to do?"
"Yes many women love the sensation of having their pussy's pierced. If desired, many get their clit hood done or labia done. A doctor is quite capable of doing piercing's. It will give you something to think about. "
"Yes Doctor Daddy. I will give it some thought and make an appointment if I decide to have it done." He was still pinching and twisting on my clit. And it made it very hard to stand still. But I tried as hard as possible.
"How sensitive do you find your clit? Does it bother you to have this procedure done?
"Ummmm doctor. I find my clit to be very sensitive." Now he was pinching harder and holding it tightly between his fingers. "But your the doctor and you know what is best for my body."
"Good girl. You must always remember that thought. Your doctor does know what is best for you. That is why we have these appointments. To make sure your body is always in peek condition."
He released my clit. And I felt the sweet pain mixed with pleasure. As it tingled when the blood went back rushing into that little sweet spot. I could feel a small trickle of moisture run down my leg. It was funny how much control he had over my body. And he hardly touched me.
Now I could hear that he went back to the counter. Working with the secret items that were under the white towel.
I could hear him squirting something. Lube I assumed. And my mind wondered what he was planning. Not sure my mind continued to wander. Maybe he was going to take my temperature rectally.
In the excitement my breasts were getting heavier. I could feel my let down begin. The milk was starting to ooze out of my breasts. Dripping into the bathtub. The began at a slow rate. Then began continue faster and faster the more turned on I became.
Doctors hands returned to my pussy. Feeling the wetness between my legs. I jumped slightly when he rubbed what I assumed to be chilled lube around my sweet pucker hole. Slipping his finger deep into my ass. I stifled a moan as he did this. As he made sure my ass was well lubed.
"Now I promise this won't hurt." He let out an evil laugh.
He spread my ass cheeks apart. And I waited to be invaded. But I wasn't sure exactly by what. Because this wasn't how Doctor normally began our exams. Then I felt something small enter my ass. I wasn't sure what it was. So I waited as I listened to the milk drip out of my tits and hit the bottom of the tub.
Then I felt it and took a deep breath. My back stiffened when I realized what he was doing. He was giving me an enema with very warm fluid. It was just a degree or two from being hot. "Oh doctor! You haven't ordered this exam before."
"Yes, I'm aware of that. But I thought it was time to cleanse you anally. I want to time you. See how long you can hold the fluid. With each exam appointment we will increase the amount of fluid. Today we will start with a quart of fluid. Now hold the fluid please."
He removed the tubing from my ass. "Keep holding miss." I had to squeeze my ass cheeks tightly together. I didn't want to spill one drop for fear of making the doctor angry. He returned back to the counter. And I could hear the rustle of more movement. But yet I didn't know what he was doing. Quickly he returned with another item to push up into my ass. My eyes about bulged out when I felt it inflate to just the feeling of uncomfortable.
"Just to make sure you don't have an accident." He laughed at me once again. And he patted my bottom.
"Now shall we continue into the exam room?" And he opened the door and pointed the way.
With my eyes wide open. I tried to walk as normal as possible with a quart of fluid up my ass. I closed my eyes for a moment and wondered what else this visit would introduce me to. I opened them and continued into the next room.
Looking around the room I could see that he had been very busy getting the room ready. Somehow he had managed to turn the desk into something that really looked liked an exam table. Stirrups and all. I tried to hid my grin. The table was covered with a narrow sheet. With a pillow at the opposite end. I knew exactly what do do.
I made sure my exam gown was open in the back and sat on the edge of the table. Wiggling side to side trying to get comfortable because of the inflated butt plug shoved in my ass. And feeling the jiggle of the water in my belly. It was just starting to cause slight cramping. But I sat there acting very professional. Waiting patiently for the next step.
Doctor Hurt entered the room. Pulling his stethoscope out of his pocket as he walked. Standing next to the table. He put the ear tips in his ears and put the diaphragm chest piece on my back. "Take a deep breath in, please?" And I did.
He lowered the front of my down and repeated the process of listening to my chest. As I looked down my body was not following my directions. My nipples were dripping fresh milk. I looked up and into my doctors eyes and blushed.
"Now why are you blushing Miss. It's a normal body function. And we go through this every time you see me. Don't you enjoy your lactating breasts. Letting me suckle from them? You know how much I enjoy this part of you."
"Yes Doctor Hurt. You know I keep my breasts lactating just for you. Would you like a sample?" I offer his the breast closest to him. "They are heavy with milk right now. Ready with your milk. Ready for your mouth to express." By the time I finished talking my voice was now breathless.
His tongue slowly laps at the bubble of milk formed on the tip of my nipple. As soon as it disappeared another one formed. And his tongue slowly licked up that droplet. His hands squeezed both my breasts.............
TO BE CONTINUED
Written by me : blush2005
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11/9/2005 8:34 pm
Very Good! Very exciting. I enjoy the family stories. I have thought about writing a few.|
11/10/2005 5:22 pm
Very descriptive writing, but is there a background to the story. I mean did this start at a young age, of after she got divorced, etc... I love doctor scenarios.|
11/12/2005 11:20 am
I can't wait for the continuation! *delta with baited breath*|
and it would be a 666 post.
12/24/2005 1:34 pm
I hate it when the AdultFriendFinder "burocrats" decide to reject our posts..|
Who do they think they are?
12/25/2005 10:00 pm
all i have to say is wow!!!|
12/28/2005 3:45 pm
That was a great story - I loved it!! I was wet the entire time I was reading it!!|
1/12/2006 12:30 pm
Great Story, I can't wait to read the next chapter. Thanks. Maybe you should write professionally.|
1/17/2006 12:50 pm
I too await the continuation..|
Regarding the water play... I wonder how far you have gotten with enema capacity.. and what it does for you?
1/27/2006 5:38 pm
WOW. You have gotten me soooo hard. Would love to meet and discuss this story further.......|