The
Emergency Call – SFCityDom (c) 2006
It is
Saturday, mid-morning.
My
cellphone rings, I pick it up and see that it is my answering service. I take
the call.
“Yes,
speaking…What are the symptoms?”...looking for a pen and
paper.
“What is
her number?...OK. Thanks.”
I jot down
the number.
“Stephanie!
What have I gotten myself into now?” I say to myself. Maybe she really does
have a bad tooth. This is not likely. Her teeth were fine a month ago. Most likely, she is just grinding her teeth. She has always
struck me as being a rather high-strung woman.
I dial her
number.
“Stephanie…I
got your message…Tell me the symptoms?...Most likely
it is nothing more then grinding your teeth....Because, your exam was perfect
last month.”
It was
perfect in more ways then one, I think to myself.
“Ok…Then
meet me at my office in 45 minutes.”
Damn it. I
just wanted to watch the baseball game today. I get my keys and head off to the
office.
I arrive at
the office before Stephanie. Opening the door, I turn off the alarm system and
switch on the lights. Pulling Stephanie’s charts, I go back to the examining
room and ready the items needed for the exam.
10 minutes
after I arrive, I hear banging coming from the lobby. I assume it is Stephanie.
As I enter the lobby, I see her standing at the door. She is amazing looking.
Who could have blamed me for what I had done? Well, the
I open the
door and she says, “Thank you for seeing me, I am sorry about ruining your
Saturday.”
“No
problem,” I reply.
She appears
to be in a great deal of discomfort.
“I woke up
with my jaw hurting.”
“Ok. Lets go back to the examining room.”
“Is anyone
else here?”
“No. Are
you ok with that? I will call someone in if that makes you more comfortable.
However, I thought I would do the exam first, then
decide whether I need an assistant?”
“No. I am
ok with it,” she says without hesitation.
We get to
the examining room. This is the exact room in which I fucked her mouth last
month. There is no change in her demeanor as she takes her seat in the
examination chair.
“I will be
right back.”
I go to my
office and put on a scrub top. I just wouldn’t feel right without it.
Returning
to the examination room, I wash and dry my hands. I take a seat on the stool
and roll over to Stephanie. I lower the chair.
Placing the
bib chain around her neck, I clip it to the bib. Gathering the dental
instruments, I place them on the bib.
“Now tell
me where it hurts?”
“Right side of my mouth, on the bottom, towards the back.”
“You
noticed it this morning when you first woke?”
“Yes.”
“Has it
improved at all?”
“No, I
don’t think so.”
“Ok. Open
and turn towards me.”
I adjust
the light, pick up the dental mirror and begin examining Stephanie’s mouth. First just a visual exam.
“Nothing visible. Now, I will tap you teeth,
let me know if I find the tooth that hurts.”
I start
tapping her teeth, starting with her lower molars and working to the front. At the
first molar, she flinches.
“Is that
the one?”
“Yes,” she
replies.
I pull her
last set of x-rays and review them.
“Well,
these x-rays are over a year old. It looked fine then.”
“Chomp you
teeth a bit.”
She
complies.
“Does that
hurt?”
“Yes.”
“Mmm. Does it feel like the tooth is a bit tall? Meaning it comes
together with the top teeth before the others?”
“Yes.”
“Ok.”
Using
articulating paper, I check her bite. I place the strip on the suspect tooth.
“Ok. Bite
down and grind your teeth together.”
She
complies and I check the bite.
“It does
appear to be a bit taller then the others. This could be caused by an infection
or grinding your teeth. I am going to need to take x-rays in order to rule out
infection.”
I can see
that this doesn’t make her happy.
“Do we
really have to? I hate the thought of that.”
“I will
only take one x-ray of the one tooth and adjoining teeth. Otherwise, I will
just let you go and see what happens.”
I can see
that this prospect doesn’t sit well with her.
“Ok. Just
the one,” she says.
Without
thinking, “good girl” comes from my mouth. She smiles.
Positioning the film in her mouth, her breathing changes. I realize I need to be as
quick and professional as possible or I am going to end up in the same
situation as I did last time. Once the film is in position, I position the
x-ray tube head and step out of the room. You can handle this I think to
myself.
“Hold
still.” I click the button.
Rushing
back in, I move the x-ray tube head away from her head.
“Open.”
I reach in
and retrieve the film from her mouth; however, not without her brushing my
finger with her tongue.
“I need to
develop the film. Be about 10 minutes. Need something to read?”
Looking up
at me she says, “No. I will be ok.”
I head off
to the darkroom to develop the x-ray. I put the developed image up on the light
box to view it. Everything looks fine. With the x-ray, I am sure she is just
grinding her teeth. Nothing to worry about although she may
need a mouth guard at night.
I am
looking at the x-ray as I turn and walk into the examining room.
“Stephanie,
I think…”
I stop in
my tracks. She is lying nude in the chair.
“I want you
to fuck me. Here in the chair,” she declares.
“Ah…” She
has caught me off guard.
“I have
always had sexual fantasies about dominant men standing over me, using me. You
made that fantasy come true. I want more.”
Taking a
seat on the stool, I swivel around to her. As she tells me this, I am taking
her in. She is beautiful, her lips, eyes, tits, hard nipples, and her smooth pussy.
“Ah…”
“You’re not
married, do you have girlfriend?”
“No.”
“You don’t
find me attractive?”
“No. It is
just unprofessional.”
“I wont tell anyone.”
“That is
not the point. Are you certain you want to get involved with me?”
“Yes.”
“I am old
enough to be” … I am thinking father, “your older brother.”
She laughs,
“You’re old enough to be my father. I love older men.”
“Ok. If we
are going to do this, you have to follow my rules and do what I say. Do you
agree?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she
answers with a smile.
I tell her
to stand up. I pull off my scrub top and proceed to blindfold her with it. I
turn her around facing the chair. Bending her over, I have her put her elbows
on the chair. I wheel the stool behind her and lower it. I want to work on her
pussy.
This
woman’s pussy is even better then her teeth, so very smooth.
“Did you
shave for your visit?” I ask.
“No, I
shave everyday. But, I didn’t wear underwear for the visit. I never wear
underwear when I see you.” she replies.
My cock
goes hard. I am not sure which answer aroused me more, shaving every day or not
wearing underwear when seeing me. Either way, this is one
clean pussy and I am now sporting one hard cock.
“Roll your
hips forward and spread your legs.”
She
complies. Her pussy opens to me and I lean in give her a
kiss. As I retreat, I lick her clit. She squirms in response. I slide my finger
into her pussy. Damn, it is hot, wet, and tight.
I insert
another finger into her and begin to fuck her slowly. With my free hand, I
begin tapping her clit a bit, increasing the tap into a slap. Her pussy begins
to drip.
“Do you
want to come?” I ask.
“Not yet, I
want your cock,” she replies.
“Good girl.
From now on with me, you must obtain permission to come. Do you understand?” I
state.
“Yes,” she
answers.
“That
includes when you are alone.”
With my
words, she moans and I slap her hard on the ass.
Reaching
over, I grab the irrigator (the instrument that sprays water and air) and an
aspirator (the instrument that sucks); I have always wanted to use these on a
woman’s pussy. With the irrigator, I give her a blast of air on her clit. She
jumps and giggles a bit.
“What is so
funny?” I ask.
“Nothing,”
she replies.
I give her
clit a burst of water. She moans. I tell her to clench her pussy muscles tight
and hold them. She complies and I insert the irrigator and begin to fill her
pussy with warm water.
“That feels
very strange,” she comments.
“Hold it
in.” I tell her.
When I
determine she is full, I turn the irrigator off and remove it from her pussy.
“Now, I
want you to hold it inside you. If you let it out, I will have you get dressed
and we will leave. Do you understand?”
“Yes. Doctor. I do,” she replies.
I take the
aspirator and begin sucking around her inner thigh.
“That
tickles,” she giggles.
I slowly
work it around her outer lips then among the folds of her inner lips. She
begins to squirm. Inserting the aspirator into her pussy, it begins to suck the
water from her.
“How does
that feel?” I ask.
“Very strange.”
With the
fluid extracted from her, I place the aspirator on her clit. She quickly
responds and begins to moan. Slowly pulling the aspirator back, her clit is
tugged and then released with a sucking sound as her clit breaks free of the
aspirator. She lets out a deep gasp. The suction has engorged her clit and made
it deep red in color.
Inserting
two fingers into her tight pussy, I begin to fuck her with my fingers as I
again apply the aspirator to her clit. Her moaning increases and her breathing
quickens.
“I don’t
want to come this way. I want you to fuck me,” she moans.
“What makes
you think I was going to let you come?” I reply.
“Oh.”
“Stephanie,
I don’t have any condoms.”
“I do. They
are in my bag.”
Freeing her
from the blindfold of my shirt, I hand the bag to her. She pulls out a brand
new box of condoms, still in the drugstore bag.
“Are you
going to put the blindfold back on me?” she asks.
“No, I want
you to watch and I want to see your eyes.” She flushes.
“Let me
adjust the chair.”
I adjust
the chair to be almost flat and about 24 inches off the floor.
“Stephanie,
I want you to climb on the chair and get on all fours with your head towards
the headrest.”
With her in
position, I retrieve leg and arm restraints from one of the cabinets.
“What’s
that?” she asks.
“They are
restraints. There are times we need to restrain patients,” I reply.
With the
restraints, I secure her ankles to the chair seat.
“Get on
your forearms and elbows.”
She
complies.
I secure
her arms to the chair back.
“Have you
ever been bound?” I ask.
“No. But, I
often fantasize about being helpless.” she replies.
On her
elbows, with her legs together, her pussy protrudes between her thighs. When I
finish binding her, I slide my thumb into her pussy and rub her clit with my
forefinger. She throws her head back and her hair streams around her shoulders.
Again, I smack her on the ass. I can feel her clench her pussy as I strike her.
With her
secured, I stand tall above her.
“Stephanie,
Look up at me.”
She tilts
her head up and looks at me with those brown eyes. I stroke her face and brush
back her hair. Using her ponytail, I roll her head to the side.
“Are you
ok?” I ask.
“Yes.” She
can barely speak.
I unbuckle
my belt, open up my pants, and pull out my cock. Holding her by the ponytail, I
pull her head back and rub my cock across her lips. She opens her mouth and I
shove my cock between her lips. I begin slowly fucking her face. Pushing to the
limits of her mouth, I feel my cock probing her throat and she gags.
Pulling my
cock from her, I wipe my spit-covered cock on her face. She moans and then
dives back down onto it. She is now fucking me with her mouth.
“Do you
want me to fuck you?”
She nods
yes, as she still consumes my cock. I pull it from her.
“Then we
will need to stop this or I going to shoot my load down your throat.”
She looks
up and smiles.
“I want you
in my mouth and cunt. And someday in my ass.”
“All in good time.”
I grab her
by the throat, lean down, and kiss her. She sucks my tongue as if it were my
cock.
I remove my
shoes and step out of my pants. Now behind her, I straddle the chair and slap
her on the ass. I pick up the box of condoms, remove one, and roll it onto my
stiff cock.
Instinctively
she has rolled her hips, presenting herself to me. I rub my cock around her lips
and clit. She writhes as I touch her clit. Pressing my cock against her lips, I
slowly push the head into her. Pulling out, I again rub her clit with my cock.
Now I grab her by the ponytail and plunge my cock into her. As she moans, I
yank her back by the hair.
Fucking her
hard, it is a good thing she is restrained. She writhes and squirms and I fuck
her harder and harder.
“Fuck, Fuck me!” she yells.
“Stephanie,
Remember what I told you.”
“Yes. Doctor.”
She is wet
and very tight. Looking down and seeing my cock thrusting in and out of her
just increases my thrusting.
“Doctor, I
want to come.”
“You need
to ask.”
“Doctor,
can I please come?”
“Yes.”
I grab her
by the hips and fuck her, hard, deep, steady. She begins to come.
“I am
coming. Fuck. Harder.”
I slap her
ass, as I pull her back by the hair and fuck her even harder. She is panting
and I continue to fuck her. Her orgasm subsides, it is now my turn.
I pull out
and rip the condom of my cock. Standing in front of her, I stroke my cock just
out of reach over of her mouth. She struggles against the restraints to get my
cock in her mouth.
“I want
you, in
I feel my
orgasm rising. I grab her ponytail and pull her head back.
“Open your
mouth.”
She
complies and I begin to come putting my load on her tongue and across her face.
I finish off by unloading the last of my cum in her
mouth and then place my cock back into her mouth.
“Clean it.”
She sucks
on my cock.
“Good
girl.”
With my
cock clean, I pull it from her.
She looks up,
“Are all dentist sadists?” she asks
“Just the good ones.” I reply.
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