Sex Practice (6 page)

"You prefer
girls to men, do you?"

"Oh, yes! They
have more orifices - three, to be precise. You might consider
trying it - give it some serious thought."

"Yes, it might
solve all my problems."

"Talking of
problems, how's your excessive flow of vaginal lubricant been
lately? Have you been wearing your panties as I instructed you
to?"

"Yes, I have.
It wasn't easy at first, but I've got the hang of it now. I've been
managing to push my panties into my vagina every morning to soak up
the fluid."

"You've
managed to push the complete garment into your vagina?"

"Yes, I
have."

"Good girl!
Stand up, Jessica. Come round here and lift your dress up for me,"
Larry grinned excitedly, picturing the girl's fleshy cunny
lips.

Obediently
rising to her feet and standing before her mentor, the girl yanked
her dress up over her stomach, exposing her knickerless dark pubic
bush, her succulent vaginal lips. Probing between her fleshy folds,
Larry slipped his finger and thumb inside her pussy hole and gently
pulled her panties out. Her inner lips distending as the garment
emerged from her vaginal duct, he parted her labia, exposing her
clitoris, longing to suck the petite sex-bud into his wet
mouth.

The red
panties drenched with the girl's cunny juice, he held them up to
the light, scrutinizing the garment, his dark eyes grinning. "Yes,
very good," he praised his client, placing the dripping panties in
his desk drawer. "I'll need to hang on to them because... right,
let's go to the examination room," he ordered excitedly, leaping to
his feet as she lowered her dress.

Closing and locking the door as the girl followed him into the
bondage room, Larry instructed her to remove her dress and lie on
the examination couch. Eagerly watching as she tugged the garment
over her head, revealing her firm, braless breasts, her erect
nipples, he sensed his rampant penis stiffen within his trousers.
Her milk-white conical mammary glands firm in youth, topped with
chocolaty teats like flake bars in soft ice cream, he gazed
hungrily at the feast. Lowering his appreciative gaze to the
delicate curve of the girl's stomach, her sex mound, he focused on
her pink vaginal crack.
Another naive
little beauty to play with
.

As she climbed
onto the couch and stretched out, her nipples pointing skyward,
inviting a hungry mouth, Larry was impatient to begin his most
unorthodox examination, his violation of her delicious body. Eyeing
her thick black bush, he decided that the time had come to remove
her pubic veil, to expose it in all its feminine glory.

"Now then,
I'll check your vaginal canal first," he smiled, painfully
stretching the girl's fleshy labia apart, forcing her clitoris to
emerge from its pink hood, her vaginal hole to gape. "Open your
legs as wide as you can, Jessica."

"Ouch, that
hurts!"

"I'm sorry, but I have to do this. It's known in medical
circles as
cuntus
exposus
," Larry imparted authoritatively,
pulling her delicate crack open further, feasting his eyes past the
pearl to the glistening, rubicund oyster. "Yes, that would appear
to be in order," he breathed, slipping three fingers into her open
hole.

Massaging her
tight cuntal sheath against the hardness of her pubic bone,
inducing a copious flow of vaginal fluid to decant from her sex
nectaries, he decided to take Jessica a step further along the path
of sexual deviancy. Slipping his wet fingers out of her tight
cuntal sheath, he took a tube of cream from the shelf and unscrewed
the cap. "I'm going to massage this emollient into your mons pubis
to loosen your muscles," he murmured, squirting the white substance
over her black bush. "There's nothing to worry about - all it will
do is relax your muscles in preparation for the medicinal
candle."

Lifting her
head, the trustful girl watched Larry rub the cream into her pubic
mound. Relaxing, her head resting on the padded couch, she enquired
whether the essence of testes had arrived.

"It will be
coming shortly," Larry asserted stiffly, wiping his hands on a
towel. "While the cream's doing its job, I'll examine your
breasts." Kneading her firm mammary spheres, her elongated, erect
nipples, he smiled. "Mmm, they're nice and hard, aren't they?"

"Yes,
very!"

"And your
nipples are in excellent shape! The essence of testes is working
very well! Right, as usual, I'll shield your eyes from the
dangerous ultraviolet rays I use to activate the essence," he
garbled, tugging a curtain across the couch to conceal the girl's
head. Draping the bottom of the curtain around her neck, he slipped
his solid penis out. "Ah, that'll be the essence!" he grinned,
opening the door to Brigit. "Right, this will only take a minute,
Jessica. As usual, my assistant, Brigit, will be helping me. OK,
assistant - assist me!"

Taking Larry's
penis in her hand as he positioned his knob over Jessica's rounded
breast, Brigit began her wanking motions. Watching his glans appear
and disappear as she moved his foreskin back and forth, Larry began
his gasping. "The essence is... is coming! Hold on, Jessica, the
essence is coming by hand! I'll be splattering your breasts any
minute now!"

Wanking
Larry's penis faster, Brigit grinned as his spunk jetted from his
pulsating knob, landing on their client's breast, spraying her
areola, her brown nipple. Stifling his groans of satisfaction, the
doctor grimaced as Brigit leaned over and engulfed his glowing knob
within her hot mouth, eliciting his precious essence of testes.
Slipping his penis out and moving over the girl's neglected breast,
Brigit opened her mouth, allowing the exotic blend of white spunk
and saliva to douse her brown milk bud.

"Ah, ah,
that's it!" Larry cried as Brigit sucked out the remnants of his
come and dribbled the liquid over Jessica's mammary spheres.
"There, all done!" Zipping his trousers, he pulled the curtain
back, his face flushed as he gazed into his gullible client's
beholden eyes. "Right, Brigit will massage the essence of testes
into your breasts, and then we'll begin Professor Flagellant's
revolutionary treatment."

Spreading the
natural tincture of spunk and saliva over the girl's areolae,
tweaking her alert nipples, Brigit sensed her own clitoris stiffen
as she gazed at her client's yawning vaginal fissure. Hungry to
push her tongue into the girl's sex hole, she watched eagerly as
Larry wiped the depilating cream away from her sex to reveal her
baby-soft, pre-pubescent flesh.

"Now, Jessica,
as you'll see, your pubic hair has fallen out," Larry imparted
nonchalantly.

"Argh!" the
girl screamed, propping herself up on her elbows and gazing between
her sticky breasts at her hairless cunt lips, her naked mons. "What
have you done to me?"

"It's what
you've done to yourself, I'm afraid, Jessica!" Larry replied, his
eyes mirroring his insatiable lust for girls' naked bodies. "You
see, your continual worry about sucking sperm from your
extramarital partner's penis has caused this adverse reaction."

"But, how on
earth could worry cause..."

"The power of
the mind over the body, Jessica. Your negative thoughts have had a
positive... a negative effect upon your pubic hair follicles,
resulting in premature vulval balding. What's your reaction to your
hairless vulval flesh?"

"Horrific!"

"Mmm, that's a
most interesting reaction - not one I expected, but most
interesting. Does it make you feel like a schoolgirl?"

"Well, no, not
really."

"Shame. I only
hope that this won't be followed by... by something dreadful."

"Something
dreadful?" the girl asked anxiously as Brigit pinched and twisted
her sensitive nipples.

"Yes, I only
hope that rigor mortis of the vagina doesn't set in."

"Rigor mortis
of the vagina?" Jessica gasped. "What... what does that mean?"

"Stiffening of
the vaginal muscles, the vaginal lips. Your entire vulval area
might become petrified. There's only one preventive measure open to
me - enforced vaginal dilation. Quickly, Brigit, pass me the
enforced vaginal dilation candle!"

Neglecting the
girl's sore nipples, Brigit snatched a massive candle from the
shelf and passed it to Larry. Concealing a grin, she parted
Jessica's fleshy pussy lips, exposing the pinken entrance to her
tight vagina in readiness for the huge shaft to penetrate her tight
sex sheath. Whimpering as she gazed in terror at the candle,
Jessica's eyes widened as Larry pushed and twisted the waxen
phallus against her glistening inner sanctum.

"You'll never
get that inside me!" she gasped fearfully. "It must be at least
three inches across!"

"It's the only
way!" Larry returned concernedly. "If we're to save you from rigor
mortis of the vagina, we must push the medicinal candle deep into
your vulval duct to stretch your muscles and prevent a terrible
condition known as lockcunt."

Her girl-flesh
yielding as Larry forced the candle deep into her trembling body,
Jessica lay her head on the padded couch, her face grimacing as her
vaginal sheath bloated, stretching to accommodate the mammoth
phallus. Further Larry drove the long candle into her aching
vagina, gazing in awe as her pinken hole dilated, her taut flesh
gripping the wax shaft. Eyeing her clitoris, an angry red after
ejection from its bonnet, Larry decided that the time had come to
take his client to orgasm.

"Use the
vaginal muscle relaxer," he said, grinning at Brigit.

"Yes, doctor!"
she replied eagerly, grabbing a vibrator from the shelf.

"Right, switch
it on to full power and massage her clitoris."

"What... what
are you going to do to me?" Jessica asked anxiously, her face
contorting as the candle came to rest against her wet cervix.

"Massage your
clitoris to prevent vaginal rigor mortis and possible lockcunt
setting in," Larry smiled. "Try and relax and allow the sensations
to come. I just pray that this will save you!"

"Save me? Is
it very serious?"

"Serious? The
situation is graver than grave!"

The vibrator
swelling the girl's clitoris, sending electrifying sensations deep
into her contracting womb as Larry thrust the massive candle in and
out of her spasming cunt, she tossed her head from side to side,
her black curtain of hair dishevelled, her dark eyes rolling in her
sexual delirium. "Oh, God!" she wailed, her bronzed stomach rising
and falling as her climax approached. "God, it's heavenly!"

Stretching
Jessica's vaginal slit wide open, Brigit gazed at the girl's
crimson clitoris pressed against the vibrator, visibly throbbing as
her orgasm welled from her contracting womb and erupted. "Ah, ah,
I'm there!" Jessica cried, her face flushing, her areolae darkening
as her sperm-drenched nipples catapulted to attention. "Oh, oh! Ah,
don't stop!"

Slowing the
thrusting candle to a gentle, rhythmical pistoning, Larry grinned,
gazing at the girl's taut flesh gripping the waxen shaft, her
creamy come pouring from her abused cunt. "We'd better administer
Professor Flagellant's treatment," he smiled, watching Jessica's
grimacing face, her gasping mouth, as her climax receded. "I think
your orgasm has warded off vaginal rigor mortis but I'll administer
you the cane, just to make sure. Brigit, you can switch the vaginal
muscle relaxer off now."

Moving the
device away from Jessica's swollen clitoris, Brigit placed it on
the shelf and gently massaged the recovering organ. "Was that all
right, Jessica?" she purred.

"Yes, yes! It
was... it was more than all right!"

"Good. I'll
help you to roll over so that Doctor Lickman can administer the
punishment... I mean, the treatment," she said huskily, slipping
her fingers from the girl's wet crack.

"I think we'd
better use the restraints," Larry suggested, nodding towards
several lengths of rope hanging from a hook on the wall. "Leave the
candle in place, it will give her muscles something to grip on and
prevent lockcunt."

"Yes, doctor,"
Brigit murmured, helping Jessica to roll over onto her stomach.
Gazing longingly at the girl's smooth, taut buttocks, she smiled.
"I'm going to place this pillow beneath your hips to raise your
bottom."

"The treatment
won't hurt, will it?" Jessica asked, lifting her middle as Brigit
pushed a pillow beneath her naked body.

"No, it won't
hurt," Larry reassured her, binding her ankles to the legs of the
couch with rope. "The restraints are simply to prevent your arms
and legs thrashing about during your convulsions."

"Convulsions?"
the girl echoed fearfully as Larry spreadeagled her arms and
secured her wrists.

"Well, not
convulsions, exactly," he smiled. "I'm tying you down to prevent
spurious muscle spasms from hurting you. Right, Brigit - the
posterior implement, please!"

Passing Larry
a long, thin bamboo cane, Brigit slipped her hand between Jessica's
thighs and checked the candle, easing it deeper into the tethered
girl's tight cunt. "She's ready, doctor," she smiled, standing back
as Larry raised the cane above his head and brought it down with a
loud crack across his prisoner's tensed buttocks. Her wails
reverberating around the bondage room as Larry brought the cane
down again, Jessica tugged on the ropes, desperately trying to
escape the merciless thrashing.

"Please,
stop!" she screamed as the cane struck her crimson bottom-orbs
again. "Argh! No! You said it wouldn't hurt! Please..."

"This has to
be done!" Larry cried, bringing the cane down again with a
deafening crack.

"Ah, ah!
Please, stop! This isn't helping me!"

"It is!" Larry
breathed. "This is Professor Flagellant's revolutionary
treatment!"