In the world of slaves, orgasms are strictly rationed. Masters and mistresses prefer to have their slaves in a constant state of sexual readiness. Male slaves are supposed to be constantly hard and erect. Female slaves are supposed to be constantly wet. We're supposed to be constantly feverish and desperate for sex. We're supposed to be grateful for every or...
Jenny Jackson walked through the glass, double, Kawneer doors on the front of the Oregon Employment Division field office in Beaverton at 9:30 AM. The office was a nice single story brick building with tall, radius-head windows and black glass that did not allow anyone to see in from the outside. The appearance was one of red brick with tall, black, keyholes...
It was time for Anna's yearly exam. It is something she knows she needs to do, but hates very much. She entered the office at two pm for her two fifteen appointment; Anna checked in with the receptionist and was given forms to fill out. After she finished filling out the exam forms she could feel the moisture gathering between her legs and this humiliates he...
Today was the day that my annual GYN exam was scheduled. It's one of those things that most women must endure for their health, but not something that they anticipate or enjoy. I know I feel very vulnerable as I lie there with my feet in the stirrups and my legs wide open as my private areas are exposed and explored. Although my appointment wasn't until 1:...
I made an appointment for my second gyn exam only six months after the first, ostensibly to get birth control pills. But maybe it was because another exam was the sexiest thing I could imagine happening to me since I was still a virgin and was not dating actively. I had thought about my previous exam a great deal, particularly when lying alone in my bed in t...
Having some gynecological and stomach problems and suffering from my legs regularly and the fact that I am newly insured to a medical insurance company, I decided to have a complete medical exam with a young doctor who will bill me in such a way that I could save some of the refund insurance money to improve my monthly cash flow. I phoned the doctor and expl...
The following is a work of fiction: All of the people, places, and events depicted are merely figments of the authors' warped imaginations. Since it's our imaginations, we imagine that all of the fictional characters are of legal age, and all of their fictional activities are legal in their fictional jurisdiction. In fact, we further imagine that Plato was c...
The soft glow of spice candles, masked the face of her lover. The staccato rhythm of passionate lovemaking made her skin tingle as her hips met his, thrust for thrust. Jasmine and Pumpkin filled her nose with sensual scents, mixed with sweat and sex. The smell overwhelmed her, it consumed her, possessed her. The soft click, and blaring music awoke Suzanne fr...
Hi my name is Fred and I'm an artist, consequently I've had to do a zillion! different jobs to support myself over the years; a while back I saw an add in a college paper posted by a small medical college seeking men and women to be models for a physical exam class, it said that it would require an hour or two and pay a small fee, the college wasn't far away...
I undid the top button of my blouse and looked down at my well-exposed cleavage. I took a deep breath before gingerly knocking on Professor Faddy office's door. "Please let this work to get the dirty old man to give me a second exam." I thought. I felt more than a little ashamed to try to tease my way out of this academic trouble. The old, fat, disgustin...