Taken

Robert pulled off his shorts and put on the lab coat over his big, hairy, naked body. He hung the stethoscope around his neck. The pair would have been ridiculous, if they weren’t so threatening.

“Please,” Jane blurted, straining at her bonds, her heart beating high in her throat. “I don’t want to do this.”

“Like we give a fuck what you want,” Brenda snarled. “I’m sick of your whining.” Bending down, she picked up the silky underwear she’d discarded, wadded it up and shoved it into Jane’s mouth. “Don’t you dare spit it out, cunt.”

The panties filled Jane’s mouth, forcing her tongue back and making her gag, but she didn’t dare spit them out. Terrified, she closed her eyes.

“Doctor,” Brenda said, suddenly speaking in a high-pitched, simpering voice, “The patient is a virgin. Her husband brought her in because she refuses to fulfill her wifely duties. She will need a thorough evaluation. You start with her breasts while I do the vaginal exam.”

“Absolutely, Nurse,” Robert agreed enthusiastically. “I’ll check for lumps.”

Robert moved to stand beside Jane. He placed his huge hands over her breasts and began to maul them, digging into the tender flesh and twisting her nipples until she cried out against the panties gag.

She startled and tried instinctively to close her legs when she felt the cold press of the metal speculum between her legs. Thankfully, Brenda had at least lubricated it, but Jane was so tense that it still hurt going in.

“She’s too tight, Doctor,” Brenda said, still in that high-pitched voice. “I’ll need to open her up some.”

“Excellent, Nurse,” Robert replied stupidly. While he continued to manhandle Jane’s breasts, Brenda spread the phalanges until Jane screamed against her gag from the pressure.

“She’s a noisy little thing, Nurse,” Robert remarked. “Maybe I should plug her mouth with something more substantial than a pair of panties.”

“An excellent idea, Doctor,” Brenda agreed with a nasty laugh. “Her husband wants her properly broken in.” To Jane’s momentary relief, Brenda pulled the speculum from between her legs and tossed it to the counter. “I think I’ll wear the strap-on to open her up more while you do that.”

Jane watched in mute horror as Brenda reached into a cabinet below the counter and pulled out some kind of harness with a huge, black dildo attached. Lifting her white minidress to her waist, Brenda stepped into the harness and adjusted it so the huge phallus hung at her groin as if she were a man. She squirted lube over the phallus and stroked it as she ran her tongue over her lower lip in what Jane assumed was supposed to be a sexy manner.

Robert, who had taken up a position behind Jane’s head, growled in response.

Jane was startled when he suddenly pushed in the headrest underneath her, causing her head to fall back and hang from the edge of the table. Her mouth was now directly in line with his cock, which he held in his hand, the lab coat billowing around him. He moved closer. Jerking the panties from her mouth, he slapped her cheeks with the head of his cock and then forced it into her mouth.

The shaft was hot and heavy against her tongue. She could smell the musky odor of his arousal. She yelped against the thick shaft sliding its way down her throat when she felt the hard push of the huge dildo between her legs. As she tensed, her gag reflex tightened around Robert’s shaft, making her choke.

Ignoring her, he pushed deeper, blocking her windpipe and her ability to breathe. Brenda, meanwhile, was pumping painfully into her with the rubber dildo, her long fingernails digging into Jane’s hips.

As the pair pummeled and choked her, Jane tried to imagine a vast, calm ocean. She was floating on the water under a peaceful blue sky, the warm breeze gently stroking her skin as the water buoyed her along. Her belly was full, her skin smooth and unmarked by constant beatings. She was far, far away from anyone who could harm her. She was free…

She was jerked from her momentary respite when Robert suddenly gripped the sides of her head and jerked hard inside her mouth. He thrust against her in a series of spasmodic shudders while Brenda continued to slam against her insides with her faux cock.

“Yeah,” Robert groaned in a low guttural voice. “Yeah, baby.” He shot his disgusting goo down Jane’s throat. He was lodged so far back that she didn’t even need to swallow. When he finally pulled away, Jane sucked in a huge, grateful breath.

Brenda, meanwhile, also withdrew from her. Jane lay splayed, sweating and exhausted in her bonds. She was dizzy from the unnatural head position and the taste of Robert’s ejaculate was bitter in the back of her throat. Was the ordeal over? Would they release her and send her back to her cage so they could continue their dirty games in their bedroom?