Here we have the silver medalist, thesurgery, with their submission. Very well done!
Your heart beats faster and faster, the rhythm of a wild, jungle drum. I don’t have to listen to my stethoscope to see you are on edge. Your breathing becomes sporadic, you try to remain calm, and prompt up your chest to appear like nothing can phase you. Unfortunately your body betrays you. The hairs on your body stand erect as my cold stethoscope glides across your searing skin. The cold metal sends shivers down your back. My eyes burn like a wildfire ready to engulf yours, with a single stare and grin under my mask I innocently ask, “you seem nervous do you need something to help you relax”. Classic babe in the woods routine, it baits them every time.
With a big gulp you begin to wonder what I would do to help you relax. You begin imagining the compressions this sexy doctor would perform on your body with her gloved hands, slowly moving down to your private region. You can tell I have a firm grip by the way I elegantly handle my instruments. All you can think about it is how I would handle your instrument. As you get lost in your own fantasy the blood frantically rushes to your instrument making it as hard as the metal exam table you are sitting.
I shatter the illusion with a snap of my gloved fingers, “are you still with me?“ Your cheeks go red in embarrassment and quickly cross your legs, folding them over your instrument, desperately trying to mask your shame. With a whimper you reply "yes doctor I need something for my nerves”. I turn around and bend over into a cupboard under my desk. I am not an idiot, I know you are starring at my ass, I make sure to wave it side to side to make it look like I am searching for something. It is difficult to take your eyes off it because of my tight black dress highlighting my perfect ass. I think to myself I have tortured you enough for now and turn around only to find out I was right. But I have I job to do so I make you feel relaxed by not acknowledging what you were up to. In my gloved hands lay two white pills. “They are mild sedatives for anxiety, some of my patients get very nervous around me, I haven’t the faintest idea why”. You grab the pills without hesitation and swallowing them hoping they will calm you down. You begin to feel it, these “mild sedatives” make quick work, making your body as weak as your pathetic will. Then the pills consume your sight, you sink into darkness, into the deep sleep I have prepared for you.
You struggle to open your eyelids, it feels as though the world has collapsed on you. It’s a struggle to keep them open or even move. But it’s not weight that prevents you from moving it feels as though your limbs have been tied down. Embarrassment strikes you again as you realise your instrument is dangling above the table, you are tied down on all fours like a beast. All you feel is the darkness creep up on you, the cold metal of my table makes you shiver, and then comes another whimper because you understand you are helpless. Then from above my beautiful exam light shines upon you. Instead of bringing clarity to your little predicament, it disorients you and blinds you. You lift your head up and first you here a clicking sound, it seems far away at first and it draws closer and closer. You try to scream for help but that too is futile because your mouth is taped shut. It wouldn’t of matter if you screamed anyways because it is same sound that you heard at the start of your exam, my high heels. They enter the light and you follow my legs up to my face and you notice instead of my sexy black dress and lab coat I have changed into full surgical entire. Long white latex gloves overlap my baby blue surgical gown. My face is masked but you can make out my eyes and they burn even brighter than they did before.
“Now then patient, you must be wondering what you are doing here. I have many clients who just can’t seem to have a baby, their husbands have horrible sperm counts. So they pay me to get them healthy samples from patients like you with excellent genes. After all who has the time to go through all that red tape. So my little cash cow, I’m going to have to milk you dry and the best way to get the sample size required is through some heavy prostate stimulation But before any of the fun can begin let’s make sure I don’t lose any of precious samples.” I place a sterile, stainless steel pan underneath your penis to ensure I don’t miss a drop. “Now then let us begin this extraction”! I can’t help but let a maniacal giggle escape, I do love taking whatever I want from my patients. I walk over to a tray I set up next to your positioned body, from the table I apply lube to my gloved hands from a dispenser. “This should make them nice a slippery. I bet you have never had a gloved hand job before, it feels even better than slipping around a tight pussy”. I stand next to you and reach for my prize, I grab it ever so firmly. “Just think this is what you wanted, isn’t it? A sexy doctor such as myself to release you, too bad you never thought of it happening like this or maybe you would not have dreamt of it in the first place”. I let another laugh slip, I really cannot help myself it is fun to crush my perverted patients dreams will the cruel jolt of reality.
I begin working my way up and down your shrivelled up shaft, the cold has made your cock limp but I am not concerned, the lube will warm-up back up and then the slick sensation of my gloved hands will take over. Not a surprise, I was right, in moments your tool is mine to use like putty in my hands, I play with it as I see fit. “Remember to breathe, breathe through your nose I can’t have you ejaculate right away, I need to build up the sample size. If I think you are having too much pleasure then I am going to have to punish you, like this”. I take one of lubed up hands off your hardening tool and swift slap your bare ass three times. I can hear the roar of pain you made, although it is muffled it is music to my ears. I resume the extraction, my hands creeping up your shaft to the testicles. I guild each finger over them, meeting at the center of your balls and crushing them in my hand. I repeat the process, slower and slower each time to get my sample flowing. “Good patient, I think it is time to start with the prostate stimulation, this will help ensure I get every last drop out and it may even cause you to give up the samples without an orgasm, doesn’t that sound like fun”? I reach back over to the tray grabbing a thick, black, 8 inch dildo to insert up your ass. I don’t expect it to go in all the way but it will not be from a lack of trying. I dispense lube on the tip of my instrument and begin the insertion. I begin slowly inserting my instrument into your tight hole, the resistance your body is putting up is impressive but it is nothing I haven’t dealt with before. With each inch of progress I make I delicately pull out my instrument to give it a running start and jam it back in. As one hand operates the dildo the other continues to work on your shaft, harder and harder it gets with every motion.
Your limbs begin to tremble, your exerting itself and the only thing you can do about it is give me what I desire. Your breathing becomes heavier and heavier while your body becomes tense. I think I have built it up enough to get a proper sample size so I begin thrusting the dildo in and out of your ass faster. My hand matches the rhythm of the dildo gaining momentum but never going off the rails as grip remains firm. The perfect blend of heat, rhythm, pressure, and lack of breath causes your body to surrender. My precious prize drips out of you into the sample tray. I do my job well as it does not pump out, no orgasm for you, it just pours out like a broken faucet. “Good patient, my client shall be very pleased to have this” I rush the tray into cold storage to preserve my sample. I return back from storage, deposing of my soiled gloves in trash, when I notice tears drip onto my table> I think to myself pathetic little thing, I must of broke it. “Now then you have submitted to me once I expect that you will be more than inclined to do it again. I have several clients who have their ovulation windows opening up this week, so I am going to have to keep you around.” I walk back over to the tray and pick up a dark vial and syringe. I load it with my special sedative, it is much more potent in liquid form and faster activing too as it will be injected into your blood stream. “Now my pet, this should keep you calm until I need to use you again”. Before you even have time to protest I stab my needle into your vein granting you the gift of sleep. “I can’t wait for your next appointment patient”.
