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Authors name: Mad Gerald (whoosh@nospamearthling.net)
Story title : Duty Medic
Date: 3/21/99
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Duty medic
by Mad Gerald.
I'm a Sergeant in the Royal Air Force, at one of the
larger bases, I'm a medic at the medical centre. Part
of my duties are to roster the nurses and other medic's
for duty medical cover.
For ages now every now and again I roster myself to
make it fair. I'm such a nice guy you see.
So anyway I used to try it on with some of the female
staff to get a little on the side, over the duty
period. Only trouble is they're all so stuck-up and
won't put out for an average guy.
So it occurred to me one day as I did the stock in the
medicine store, they don't have to put out willingly.
With some stealthy planning I could just have it.
I started to read up on the drugs we had and within
three weeks I was ready for my first trial.
I selected carefully, and came up with Flight lieu-
tenant Lucy Hughes, a nursing sister, a bit plain,
full of herself, always a pain in the arse. Chances of
her saying "give it to me big boy" less odds than a
tin of dog meat winning the derby. And as she would
always complain about anything, she would make the
ideal candidate, because if I drugged her and she
didn't make a scene -- well then, then game was on.
---
She was on this Wednesday and then over the bank holi-
day weekend. I arranged it so I was on as well. On the
Wednesday night at about twenty-two hundred I offered
to make her a hot chocolate drink. She accepted. She
was sitting all cozy in the staff room, watching the
late news when I came back and gave her the hot choco-
late; about ten minutes later she was nodding and
yawning.
"I am sorry, I'm so tired suddenly, do you mind if I
turn in sergeant?"
"No no I don't -- you go I'll watch the fort," I re-
plied with my best condescending voice.
She stood up her white uniform unfolding deliciously as
she stood, she grabbed her hat and waved and left.
After checking she'd drunk all of it, I waited another
20 minutes and went to see how she was.
I knocked and then opened the door to the duty bunk-
room. She was laid-out on the bed still in her uniform.
I called her name and walked over but she didn't stir,
so I gently tapped her arm and then her face.
Nothing -- she was breathing nice and strong, in shal-
low breaths. I ran my hand down over her breasts and
cupped one squeezing it gently. Still nothing.
I was getting hard, but I had to wait. I went to the
bottom of the bed and took her ankles in both hands
and slowly drew apart her limp, white hose covered
legs. I hadn't noticed before what fine looking legs
she had.
I stooped over and drew up her dress so I could see
her panty-clad groin through her tights. She still
didn't protest. I slid my hand under the material and
then under her panties. I could feel her pussy hair
under my touch.
I studied her face looking for any indication of her
rousing, there was nothing. I felt her twat slowly. If
this didn't get me in the shit I don't know what would,
I thought. Her pussy lips parted easily and I slowly
inserted two fingers and worked it open. Then I sank
them in and finger fucked her until she was wet.
The door alarm suddenly blared and I started -- ter-
rified. I yanked my hand away so fast the Lycra of her
tights snapped back on her cunt with enough force to
wake anyone. I threw her dress down and started for
the door.
I turned back for a moment but she still hadn't moved.
The door bell went again and still she didn't stir. I
smiled happy with myself, as I walked down the corridor
I sniffed my fingers, god she smelled good.
I opened the door to one of the doctors, a Flt. Lt.
Pete Morgan who'd forgotten something or other from
his office. I knew I was all right with him as he was
quite a sly dog anyhow, I could be ramming Lucy from
the backside over his desk and he'd just wait for a go.
I thought about telling him and then thought better of
it. Maybe later. After he left I went back, She was
still the same. Yahoo I thought nirvana!
I went over and put my hand back down her tights, I
dipped my fingers back in and finger fucked her some
more. After a bit she let out a low moan of pleasure
and widened her legs for me. I pushed another in,
Three fingers now, her cunt was so tight and moist, I
had to wait I knew but by fuck I wanted to shaft her
there and then. She looked gorgeous in her starched
white RAF nurses Uniform. Her hips filled it so nicely
and her breasts pressed tightly to the material. The
sight of her was making me crazy with need. My cock
was straining in my trousers.
I pulled my fingers out and put them to my mouth and
licked them clean. Her cunt cream was so tasty -- it
had been so long since I'd had any.
I decided to chance it so I struggled her uniform up
and eased her tights down, I gently tugged her panties
down to mid thigh and parted her legs further.
I pulled her hands over and pressed her own limp
fingers into her pouting pussy, the other I placed on
her chest. Posing her for my collection I went and
fetched my Digi-camera. I got some good shots.
Now even if she was suspicious I could blackmail her
with the Photo's and just hope she wanked at work some
time and it was conceivable that I had these pictures.
Her cunt was beautiful her black pubes were trimmed
around her neat looking pussy. Hadn't been used much
by the look of it though.
I spread her lips again moving her hand. I could just
see her emerging clit. My mouth was watering. I had to
have a taste, so I bent forward and ran my tongue up
her pussy lips dipping it into the mouth of her tight
cunny.
I decided that was enough and so I wanked myself off
over her sleeping face. As you can imagine it didn't
take long, and I soon sprayed my semen over her chin
and lips, enjoying myself immensely.
I put my cock away and got a couple of pictures of her
with my spunk all over her face before I cleaned her up
and redressed her. I left her then.
In the morning I gave her a call on the intercom at
about 06:00 she responded with a cheery reply. I made
her some coffee, and she joined me in the staff room.
"Morning, Coffee's great!" she enthused.
I smiled, she looked immaculate in her uniform again.
"Good night?" I inquired.
"Oh yes best sleep I've had in ages. How about you?"
"Can't grumble, can't grumble," I said suppressing a
smirk. I was looking forward to the weekend already. I
planned the duty roster very carefully from then on.
There were quite a few scores to be settled...
---
Meanwhile Flt. Lt. Pete Morgan was just finishing his
notes -- back at his room in the mess. The patient he
was perusing was Leading Aircraft's Woman (LAC) Natalie
Wood, one of the medics at the Medcentre.
She had got herself pregnant a few months past and had
had a termination. Now she was of particular interest
to Pete not only as her doctor, but because she was
blonde, tall and quite dim. She had the biggest well-
formed tits he'd ever seen crammed into an airforce
blouse.
He'd engineered taking her on as a patient. He had
wanted to see that body naked to see if it lived up to
his fantasy of it. And to his delight, it did!
Now that she was settled down emotionally after the
termination. He was waiting to reap his reward. As her
doctor he'd been the best caring thoughtful doctor
anyone could wish for. He had been there for her when
no one else was.
Her boyfriend had fled at the news of her pregnancy
and so she was all alone living in a bed-sit in the
local town. He'd carefully prescribed her Medication
post termination and convinced her it was the best
thing for her.
He'd spun her a tale about hormone levels and blood
clots and all sorts of crap to get her to follow his
line of treatment. The medication he'd prescribed
"estrogen" were at levels that would have quite a
remarkable effect. The other steroids and anti nausea
medicines would make a nice balance and hopefully any
day now she should present herself to him with some
strange but exciting symptoms. He would fine tune the
treatment once she came to him.
Satisfied that all was prepared, he packed his brief-
case and set off for the Med. Centre.
When he got there he noticed LAC Wood had made an ap-
pointment for 10:30 hours so he transferred the rest
of his clinic between the other doctors to give him
plenty of time to be with her.
At his surgery he took the time to switch the connec-
tions over on the video Camera. He had run many video
surgeries for training purposes, but today he wanted a
suriner of something special.
At 10:30 hours he was ready.
LAC Wood arrived; he called her in and she sat down.
Her ash blonde hair was tied back in a bun, framing
her beautiful face, her large doe brown eyes looked
perplexed. She stood about 5`8" and wore her figure
hugging RAF uniform. Light blue blouse, blue/grey
jumper, blue/grey skirt. pewter tights and service
issue shoes. Her Jumper was tight across her chest.
"Good morning LAC Wood how can I help?" he asked
sincerely.
"Well I . . I seem . ." he held his hand up stopping
her.
"Sorry, do you mind if I video this for training pur-
poses, if you don't it's OK?" he smiled, gesturing to
the camera on it's stand. The red light glowing on the
front.
"Well I'd prefer if it wasn't Sir it's quite personal
actually . . do you mind?" her eyes begged beautifully.
"No no it's okay I understand." He got up and switched
it on making sure with a glance the eyepiece was full
of her. The red light winked off. His cross wiring had
worked perfectly.
"There it's off, sorry now go on," he sat back down.
"Well I . . I seem to have a problem with my breasts
doctor," she replied nervously.
"Oh dear, I see, what kind of problem?" he asked
sweetly.
"Well they've gotten a lot bigger. Well a lot lot big-
ger, they're very sensitive and tender. and well . .
well" her face flushed red as she became too embarras-
sed to go on.
"It's alright take your time, you shouldn't be embar-
rassed in front of me now should you." he assured her.
She swallowed nervously. "There seems to be milk coming
from them," her face turned a deep red now.
"I see, all the time or just when you get excited?"
"Well most of the time really," she mumbled.
"A lot or just a little?"
"A lot it keeps soaking my blouses, they just seem to
seep I suppose..."
"All right take your jumper off and lets have a look,"
he smiled sweetly again.
She hesitated and then lifted it up over her head.
While she did he got a delicious view of her large
engorged breasts pressed tightly to her blouse; over
each nipple was a spreading wet stain.
"I've had to buy another bra. I just don't know what
to do sir?" she said as she put the jumper to one side.
"Blouse as well please," he watched as she undid the
buttons and opened it displaying her half cupped white
lace bra, which was struggling to contain her swollen
mammaries. The breast flesh was squeezed up over the
top. She didn't look at him at all.
"I see they do look large, Bra as well please."
She put her arms behind her to undo the clasp, her
torso tipping toward him giving a beautiful view of
her full cleavage. It came off and she put it to one
side. Her breasts were full, standing out from her
chest. They looked about a 40-D and nipples were erect.
He watched each teat slowly seeping milk.
"Have they been like this before?" he asked.
"No sir, do you think it's because of what I had done?"
"Oh most certainly, have you been taking the tablets I
prescribed?"
"It couldn't be those could it sir?" she queried.
"No, no they should have the opposite effect," he
assured her.
"How do they feel?"
"Well they ache and feel hot, and well they . . well
they're so sensitive sir," she admitted shyly.
"Has your Libido increased at all Natalie?"
"Well . . yes yes it has," she admitted.
"Do you touch your breasts when masturbating more than
normally?" he smiled reassuringly.
"Yes I do..." she was very uncomfortable now and really
flushed.
"Very much or hardly at all?"
"Well I suppose a lot usually..." she shifted about in
the chair nervously.
"Can you reach orgasm with just nipple stimulation
Natalie?"
"Well . . is it important?" she swallowed nervously.
"It can be."
"Well then yes . . yes I can," she admitted sheepishly.
"Good . . right what I want to do first is an excreted
hormone test, so if you come over here and lean over
the couch." he gestured at the medical couch against
the wall.
"What do you want me to do? what's an excreted hormone
test sir?" she stood and moved over to the couch as
instructed.
"Don't worry it's just a small quantity of a solution
that is put into your rectum. It absorbs the hormones
excreted by your gut and then when we analyze it we can
see if there's anything amiss. Happy now?"
"Oh I see, so you want me to lean over here?" she
queried.
"Yes please. If you could lower your tights and panties
we can get it over with quickly."
He watched as she struggled with her tights pulling
them down to mid thigh, and then drew her pants down.
She lifted her skirt out of the way and leaned over the
couch.
Her arse was gorgeous, nice and round, alabaster white,
her buttocks well muscled. He could just about catch a
glimpse of her blonde bush, between her thighs and
gusset. It made him hard.
"Now that's it hold still," he took his time putting
some latex gloves on enjoying her humiliating discom-
fort. He got the kidney dish he had prepared earlier
and placed it on the tray under the couch. All it
contained in truth was a large syringe full of water
based lubricant.
He put some KY on his finger and pushed it up into her
crease -- she jerked in shock as his finger investi-
gated her virginal ring. Then he picked up the syringe
and spreading her cheeks, admiring her amber ringed
tight looking dimple before he pushed it in. She jerked
and shuddered as it went in letting out a gasp. He
pressed it firmly home.
She groaned and her fingers clasped at the edge of the
couch as the cold gel was forced into her rectum. He
took his time getting a little sadistic thrill from her
brave attempts to hold still. Finally he pulled it out.
She sighed in relief.
"There I'll just get the other one."
"Another one?" she asked perturbed.
"Yes it's in two parts, now hold still."
She clenched her arse as he took his time.
"Sir, sir I don't think I can hold it sir!" she com-
plained.
"Well you'll have to or we'll have to do it again
girl!" he came back to her and forced the other in,
she groaned and stamped as it was forced in. Her guts
ached and spasmed as he finished with the suringe. He
took off the gloves. "There all done!"
"What happens now sir?"
"While that's doing its job what I want you to do is
to try and express some milk Natalie, and then we'll
see if that eases the discomfort, what do you think?"
"Well . . okay I'll try. How long does this have to
stay in sir?" she stood slowly cringing as she felt
the strange cold bulk up her bottom shift.
"About twenty minutes if you can manage that," he
smiled, his cock was bursting in his trousers.
She turned and let her skirt drop. He gestured for her
to sit back down. She sat down gingerly, her ass aching
from the inside.
"Lets try expressing some milk then LAC Wood, we
haven't all day!"
She started to caress them instinctively, her nipples
reacted immediately and became thickening studs, She
squeezed the left one and it became fully hard under
her long fingers. Milk dribbled out and ran down the
underside the contour of her breast. The effect it had
on her made her thighs pull in against each other. She
was desperate to go to the toilet now.
"That's it try to squeeze them back to front, see if
that helps."
She followed his advice. More milk suddenly jetted out
of her left teat. She let out an inadvertent groan as
it did.
"I . .I'm sorry, it just well... it feels so... oh well
it's hard to explain sir."
"It's alright, try the other one."
She did and it did the same. "Ooooh what can I do sir,"
she complained as milk began to course from both be-
tween her fingers.
"Right we'll have to try Assisted Expression and then
see how they feel, alright?"
"Okay, but are you sure, they ache so... ooh they...
oh yes I have to do something sir... oooh please I . .
I need the toilet sir!"
"Right then, hold them together tightly, no press them
together!" he barked ignoring her toilet request.
"But they are so ohh... they hurt sir. I think I may
have an accident sir . . please I can't hold it!"
"Well you have too! Look do you want my help or not?
Now press them together girl!"
His voice took on an annoyed edge which made her do as
she was told.
He produced an elasticized tourniquet and leaning for-
ward wrapping it around the base of both and pulled it
tight. They ballooned up immediately.
Becoming two large trapped Zeppelin's.
"Oh god... oooh please... they... they ooh..."
"Shut up! Now pull your nipples, pull them!"
"Why? WHY Sir" she beseeched.
"Just do it, right now stay still!" He moved over to
the treatment table and retrieved a breast pump; her
teats were running with milk.
"Now listen! the pain is from the milk that isn't being
expressed. Now with this I'll be able to mimic the
babies sucking motion and reduce the pressure and pain.
Do you understand?"
"Y . .Yes yes please it's awful... just get on with it
please!"
He pretended to adjust something on the pump making her
wait, she was so beautifully agitated now. Her uniform
skirt soaked with her milk.
He knelt down and offered the pump to her right breast,
she shoved herself against it. He switched it on and
watched fascinated as her thick nipple was pulled into
the mouth of the pump. She squirmed and groaned as her
milk started to gush out.
He controlled the flow making her jolt and squirm as he
stopped and started it. She had started to lift her
hips uncontrollably turned on by the experience. He
pulled it off and applied it to the other breast, then
pulled it away, noticing the cup was full. He emptied
the young woman's milk into a jar.
"Oooh Sir please... oooh the other one, ooooh... please
hurry!"
He pushed it on and started to milk that one too. Her
aureole were fat and thick, a deep coral in colour. Her
thighs were trembling her breathing coming fast.
"Is that good Natalie? is it?"
She nodded groaning. He slid his other hand up her
thigh under her skirt and began to rub her cunt through
her tights and panties. Her thighs clamped tight around
his hand and she started to grind against it.
"Are you going to cum Natalie? You are aren't you?
You're going to come."
She nodded and moaned, her back arching. He turned up
the pressure of the pump, making her shudder and groan
louder.
He frigged her -- pressing hard to her pubis, her legs
straightened and with a stifled cry she came on his
hand her beautiful young body jerking frantically and
gushes of fluid spurted out onto the chair and floor.
Natalie was mortified but couldn't help it, she was
coming harder than ever before in her life, and each
time she spasmed in orgasm, a quantity of fluids would
gush from her body. She sat helplessly and her body
trembled in pleasure and humiliation.
The doctor finally let the girls orgasm subside, then
he pulled the pump free. Her teats were large and
swollen a ruddy purple, still seeping milk.
Natalie quickly came back to her senses. More embar-
rassed and humiliated than she had ever been in her
life.
"Now that was not what was supposed to happen!" The
doctor looked at her with faind disgust in his eyes.
"No I'm so sorry sir... I was just ... I... I'm
sorry.." she mumbled out.
"Well I'm prepared to keep quiet about this, so long
as you do as you're told and be a good girl." he
threatened.
"What do you mean sir?"
"Well you let me fuck those udders of yours and we'll
keep quiet about what you just did in my office, you
know, getting off on a medical procedure. It would make
an interesting discussion in the crew room don't you
think?"
"A . . All right, you won't tell anyone will you sir,
please?"
"Depends, now put your arms behind you woman!"
"I still need the toilet sir wh . . what are you going
to do?"
"Not until I've finished Natalie." before she could
move he yanked her arms behind her and lashed her
elbows together with thick medical tape. Then to the
back of the chair. With her elbows lashed together her
still bound stiff breasts stood out beautifully. They
were still dripping milk. He undid his trousers and
drew out his ragingly hard cock.
"Right then, lets see how much more we can get out of
them shall we?"
The doctor pulled her forward and grabbed her breasts
on either side, squeezing them together hard. He moved
over her and pushed his slimy cock into her tight
cleavage. As he did milk squirted out from both teats
making her groan. "Please be careful they're sore."
Both breasts ached and throbbed as he started to fuck
between them.
He ignored her please as tit-fucked into them, he pul-
led the jar over and poured her own milk into her
cleavage to lubricate them. She groaned and whimpered
as he fucked her trapped tits harder and faster.
Each time he rammed up between them more milk squirted
out. He trapped her teats between finger and thumb on
either side as he started to really shaft them. Her
teats were thick and hard, he pulled and stretched
them cruelly. She bucked under him as he stood over
her, fucking them solidly. More and more milk gushed
out of her painful nipples.
Her legs kicked and danced between his as he continued
-- she shuddered and moaned. "UUHH Uhh please please
you're . . ohh god you're making me ooowww . . no NO
I'm going to . . oooooh AAAHHHH!!"
Her legs kicked out straight and she whimpered and
moaned as an overpowering orgasm swept over her, making
her firm young body jerk under the doctor's thrusting
grunts. He grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her
face down.
"Open your mouth Natalie! Open it. That's it ARGHHHH!"
He came -- shooting his hot seed up out from her
cleavage all over her face and into her mouth in long
hot streams, she coughed and spluttered. He watched as
his cum slopped all over the young woman's face. He'd
never cum so hard before, the scene before him made
him come over and over again -- he stepped away to get
her cum soaked face on the tape.
He put his cock away watching as she panted, glowering
at him. Spunk dripped from her chin. She tore her arms
free and began to undo the tourniquet from around her
mauled breasts.
"Use that bowl over there to empty your arse into. Then
make an appointment for the same time in two days."
He turned and went over to the video camera and pushed
the off button and pulled the tape out.
He held it up. "Oh I lied about the video, it was on
all the time. We'll be playing the same game tomorrow.
That is . . unless you want this tape in every crew
room across the camp by tomorrow." He smiled.
"You bastard!" she couldn't believe it.
"What about this Hormone test?"
"I made it up, It's just a healthy dose of lubricating
gel. I wanted to see how tight your arse was. Also it's
a very enjoyable part of the game," he smiled enjoying
her look of disdain.
She croodled over to the bowl, and only just made it.
She relaxed and let the gel empty into the bowl.
"You bastard!" she repeated, her face glowing with
further embarrassment.
"You bastard sir! to you LAC Wood!" he grinned at her.
"Now get dressed and get out. Oh and keep taking the
medicine, if those jugs dry up I'll know why and the
tape goes out anyway yeah."
She tidied herself up as best she could in silence.
Strangely excited by the prospect of him using her in
this way. She got up to leave her face still crimson.
"Oh, get some breast pads and drink plenty mind. If
your a good girl you might get fucked next time!"
She just nodded and left desperately trying to workout
a way out of this mess.
She got to the reception desk. "Are you all right
Natalie?" Joyce the receptionist aid asked.
"Yes . . yes I'm fine . . Can I have an appointment
for two days time please?"
"09:30 hours okay?"
"No the same time please."
"There you are Natalie Sunday at 10:30 hours should be
no problem waiting on a Sunday."
"No . . no there shouldn't, thanks."
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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