It was not unusual for Elliot Reid to spend about an hour crying in one of the storage closets. The thing that was unusual was what she was crying about. Normally she cried over things like when Dr Cox was to hard on her, or when she didn't know the answers to the questions Dr Kelso asked her at rounds, or when another relationship failed, but this was far...
Elliot had been here before many times over the past year. She had come here to hang with her little group of friends and of course to see JD, who she had been into from the beginning, but only a couple of times she came here specifically looking for Carla. There had always been a connection between her and JD, Turk was easy to get along with, but Carla was...
Every year a new batch of interns arrived at Sacred Heart hospital, men, women, white, black, Asian, fat, thin and even thinner. Some came from wealthy families, some dirt poor with barely a nickel. Some were great at theory, but with the bedside manner of a serial killer, others were all charm and smarm, but with the medical skills of a drunken sailor. They...
Elliot was crouching low on her hands and knees, which had become a very familiar position for the young doctor. However she was not getting fucked, or orally worshipping a pussy, cock or dildo, or kissing her Mistress's feet, or even cleaning the floor with her worthless tongue. No, Elliot was simply providing Jordan with something to rest her feet on while...
"What do you mean no?" Carla frowned. "I meant... no. Do I really need to explain the concept of no to you?" Jordan asked dryly. Carla glared, "You have plenty of slaves." "Your point being?" Jordan asked with disinterest. "My point is why would you want to keep Elliot..." Carla said more as a statement than a question, her mind briefly searching for an...
Author's note: This is a story based on Scrubs and takes place during the My Last Day episode in Season 1. * Elliot Reid was talking too much again. She always talked too much when she was nervous, and it wasn't just talking too much, it was talking to quickly, and she also tended to ramble and lose track of what she was trying to say and continually ret...
Elliot Reid kneeled there in disbelief, naked with her hands tied behind her back, her mind trying to comprehend what had happened to her over the last few hours. She had been just trying to do what she thought was right but somehow she had wound up being used as a sexual plaything by another woman. Worse still was the fact that this other woman was Jordan...
Most men would be overjoyed to return home from work to find three scantily clad women waiting for them. Dr Cox was not most men, "Oh Dear God, what is this now!" "It's good to see you too sweetie." Jordan said sarcastically, taking a gentle sip of her coffee before adding, "Where have you been?" "Mm, let's see, saving lives, saving lives, saving lives, g...
It was only a few moments after Elliot had agreed to go back to Jordan's apartment so they could 'continue her training' and Elliot was already regretting her decision. This was a character flaw which Elliot hated about herself. She could never make up her mind about anything. Even when she was forced to make a on the spot life and death decision she would...
Once she had closed the bathroom door behind her Elliot Reid leaned back against it, closed her eyes and sighed. She had been a nervous wreck all day, totally on edge to hear the words which would introduce her to her new master or mistress for the night. The last six blissful months Elliot had been trained to be the perfect slave and the submissive blonde...