sleeping on my stomach so he can always have easy access to my pussy <3 simply lift my hips up pull my panties to the side and slip inside, my pussy so wet and sloppy that it just slides right in, and use me so thoroughly that i wake up sore and sticky with bruises on my hips and cum dripping down onto the sheets below me
I’ve always wanted to test the limits of the human body… subjecting you to as much pleasure as I think your body can take… keeping you nice and drugged up the entire time, just making you cum over and over until you can’t do anything but whine and cry… your brain completely overwhelmed with pleasure 🖤
was thinking last night about medkink double teaming by a mean/stone doctor and a really nice guy nurse..
waking up tied to a medical bed, legs raised in stirrups, body completely exposed and gagged with fabric. i start panicking, thrashing and fighting against my restraints until the doctor comes into view. he's positioned between my legs and i can only make out his eyes above his medical mask and through the tears in my own eyes, but he looks annoyed. he immediately gets to work, pushing my cunt open and inspecting it, and i start panicking again.
"i can't work like this, not if he's going to be this.. distressed and pathetic. nurse--" he drones
"don't worry, i'll calm him down" the voice comes from behind me, and i tilt my head back as far as it will go against the thin pillow on the medical bed, to see a kind eyed nurse, staring down at me.
"shhh.. it's okay, you're okay. you're in good hands" he rubs soothing circles into my shoulders, and as much as i hate it my movements slow. "there we go, good boy..."
"why on earth would you start like that? without me? you know he needs to be either incapacitated or aroused for the results to be accurate." the nurse snarks at the doctor, and at first im too tired from panicking to even register what he means. wait- aroused?
"he was incapacitated. it's not my fault you failed to give him the right dosage. you're almost as pathetic as him." the doctor replies, gesturing to me with one hand, the other resting on my thigh. the feeling of his gloved hand sends a chill up my spine.
"ugh. ignore him, sweetheart. he's just.. very professional. and heartless." the nurse turns back to me, his warm hands now reaching lower, kneading at my chest in such a calming way. makes it hard to focus at all. "now, giving you two doses of that anesthetic in such close range would be dangerous, so unfortunately you'll have to be awake for this procedure. but don't worry, i'll make sure you don't feel a thing!"
the nurse takes the gag from my mouth, now stained with drool, and turns grab something from behind the divider curtain.
"he's lying. you'll be feeling every part of this exam. in fact it's important that you do. we'll need your reactions." the doctor says, a sadistic look in his eye as he mindless thumbs at my soft thighs. a dumb sounding groan escapes me, but before i can actually protest the nurse places a mask over my nose and mouth, and a sweet smelling gas is pumped through.
a fever heat begins to rush through my body as i inhale the sweet scent, and i twitch and turn in my restraints. i feel my cunt get wetter, my dick hard and sensitive to the cold air, and i flush in embarrassment knowing the doctor is seeing all of this. the nurse begins running his hands up and down my body again, massaging my muscles, twisting my nipples, groping me in every possible way that could make me moan.
"good boy." the nurse purrs as he squeezes my chest.
"hmm." the doctor hums as his hands return to my lower body, feeling up my thighs before pushing open my hole with his gloved fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of me. "we may actually get some promising results from this one."
the combined stimulation of the nurses hands groping at me, and the doctor's alternating inspection of my cunt and throbbing clit prove too much for me, my back arches, my hips buck and twitch and i moan loudly into the mask. cum drips down my open thighs.
"sounds like it." the nurse says with a smile.
"keep him awake. i'll need to run more tests with the patient and i'd prefer to record his... reactions. they're amusing." the doctor mutters, turning to a tray table of tools.
"of course!" the nurse says cheerily, before grabbing my shoulder and shaking it excitedly. "we're gonna have lots of fun with you."
Machines are great for consistency in subject stimulation. With electricity you can set levels and mark them down. As for our thrusting machines we can change settings like stroke length and speed. Vibrating toys also make for consistent simulators, some having set levels and others being able to be fine tuned.
It only takes a few experimental sessions for us to figure out what you like. We can even track how your preferences change over time. All of this is valuable experimental data that we use to further our research.
Teaching a room full of new researchers about pleasuring a subject. Getting them comfortable with touching the subject by guiding their hands. Making them confront the way a real body looks and feels against their gloves.
Spreading open a subject's legs and describing in detail what genitalia they have and what they prefer it to be called so researchers learn that different subjects like different terms. Then beginning to demonstrate a few ways that anatomy can be pleasured. They'll have to see many of these demonstrations as the way subjects like or need to be touched is different for each subject.
Having the researchers try out pleasuring the subject. Teaching them to have good technique and to be confident in it. Listening to the subject whimper as the different researchers take turns bringing them to orgasm.
My vitamin D levels are critically low, and my doctor didn’t even hesitate.
“High-dose intramuscular injection today,” he said, already preparing the thick syringe. “Drop your pants and panties, then bend over the exam table.”
My hands were shaking as I obeyed, pushing my clothes down to my knees and sticking my ass out for him. The moment I bent over, I could feel how ridiculously wet I already was — my pussy lips swollen and dripping, strands of arousal stretching down my inner thighs.
He gloved up and gripped my left ass cheek hard, spreading me open. The cold alcohol swab made me flinch, but it was nothing compared to what came next.
“Deep breath, sweetheart.”
The thick needle pierced my ass and sank deep into the muscle. I let out a loud, broken moan as my pussy clenched violently. The slow, heavy push of the thick vitamin D oil flooding into me made my legs tremble uncontrollably. Every millimeter he injected made my cunt throb harder, leaking fresh slick down my thighs in messy rivulets.
“Oh fuck—” I whimpered, pushing my ass back onto the needle like a desperate slut. My walls fluttered and spasmed, aching to be filled. The deeper the burn spread in my glute, the wetter I got. My clit was swollen and pulsing, and I couldn’t stop my hips from rolling, fucking myself against nothing while he emptied the entire syringe into my ass.
“Good girl,” he murmured, voice low and amused. “Look at you dripping all over the floor from a simple injection.”
By the time he finally pulled the needle out, I was panting, shaking, and so close to the edge my pussy was visibly twitching. A thick drop of my juices ran down my leg as I stayed bent over, ass still pushed out, bandage placed over the injection site.
I didn’t even need him to touch my pussy. The deep ache in my ass and the overwhelming shame of how turned on I was nearly made me cum right there.
I think I’m going to become a very compliant patient… because getting my ass injected like this might be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.
if orgasms were still prescribed as a solution to health conditions, you'd be required to go for a "fitting", where you'd spend half a day in a doctor's office moaning and whimpering mess while the doctors try various sex toys on you to assess what brings you the most pleasure, for the most effective treatment
the more high-tech clinics would just hook you up with a device that can contract, expand, vibrate and change shape on the fly while directly on/inside you to assess your body's reactions in real time and once the process is done, it gives you the list of what stimuli your most intense orgasm came from
i do need to be tied up n gagged w my arms in a straight jacket + a spreader bar on my knees and fingered by an older woman in a lab coat and gloves as she lifts the bar up higher and higher
Running tests on you in my lab… seeing how much I can fit inside you. We could start nice and small.. using a few different dildos and moving up in size each time you cum… listening to your pretty little whines as I ruin you… by the time we get to the bigger ones you’ll be too brain dead and blissed out for it to feel uncomfortable… it would be so lovely to see the big bulge in your tummy as you get fucked out… 🖤
what, dear mouse, would we all need to be really cool about?
look. look look look. medfet is great: doctors and nurses and surgery suff, checkups, cool i guess, fine. but what i really crave is to be an involuntary patient. a long time ago. when things were crueler. i know this is not good. yes i have been inpatient, yes in modern times, and if you have something to say about the mistreatment of patients then or now, i don't want to hear it. this is not the space.
knowing that, you can hit the read more if youre gonna be chill and/or if that kinds stuff isnt triggering for you
i sometimes jerk off to being mistreated that way. i want to be chemically restrained. when that doesnt work, tied down. cuffed properly. a straightjacket would thrill me. i want a nurse who tuts that they don't know know what to do with me. i want a therapist who begs me to tell him what's wrong so i can spit in his face. i want cruel, painful therapies with terrifying machines. at the end of the day i want a doctor who, with no other choice, forces the needle into my skin and makes me go to sleep. routine torture that never breaks me how they want me broken. just shatters me worse a million other ways.
i get so hard thinking about being bound up and foggy in the head. wheeled somewhere i barely recognize, but hell, all white tile looks the same. gloved hand on my cock. one under my nose. hands all over, working the agitation right out of me while i thrash and seize and curse and cry. and the most reaction i get is someone in the corner, scribbling notes, for a file with my name on it that i'll never see.
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