A Medical Punishment
The moment she woke up she instantly realized something wasn’t right. Her head felt stuffy and heavy. First she thought she had a nasty hangover but she couldn’t remember going out drinking last night, so then she figured she must be coming down with the flu or something. The grogginess and stuffy sleepiness lingering just beneath the surface, the glow in her head and muscles. Then she noticed she was tied down. She wanted to rub her face, her forehead and her temples, but she couldn’t move her arms.
Her arms were pulled up and kept in place by some leather straps. When she opened her eyes she saw she was still in her own bedroom. In the bed she and her husband shared. Except her husband was nowhere to be found and the bed was surrounded with medical machines.
Elaine was flustered, not really sure what to make of the situation. She tried to look around the room. The picture of their wedding day still hung on the wall, together on a beach in Hawaii, the plastic flowers on the bedside tables, her vanity dresser, everything looked about the same.
‘Hey.’ She yelled out. ‘Anybody there?’ She pulled on her bounds and the metal chains clanged against the bed frame. ‘Anybody want to let me go?’
Her husband walked into the room, his white doctors coat dangling on his elbow. His gray hair in messy curls.
‘Martin?’ She said surprised. ‘Martin what’s going on will you untie me?’
He seemed to ignore her, he walked over to the medical machines and clamped a sensor on her finger, a moment later her hearth rate and oxygen levels appeared on a screen.
‘Martin?’ Elaine said again. She tried to wriggle her hand to slip the sensor off, but it was firmly clipped on. ‘Sweetheart. Honey. Tell me, what’s going on? Why are you ignoring me? Talk to me?’
There was an obsessive look in his eyes, she knew that look from when he was sitting behind the computer totally entranced by some bidding war over collectible football cards. However he didn’t usually look at her like that, the love from their marriage had long gone and usually there would be a look of disinterest or mild annoyance on his face when she was around.
‘Martin?’ She said once more.
He still didn’t seem all that interested in her though, he was completely focused on the medical instruments and machines. Of course he worked as an anesthetist at a well known private plastic surgeon clinic where the most wealthy and famous people came by for a nip or a tuck, yet she hadn’t seem his this passionate or obsessive about his work before. In fact he mostly complained about the entitled brats he had to put under.
Now he pulled the blankets down and exposed her naked body, a shiver of cold air crawled over her skin. Her nipples hardening. His fingers prodding around between her legs, spreading her pussy lips and then he shoved a medical metallic rod into her pussy, with a wire it was attached to a machine and intensely he stared at the screen.
‘Sweetheart, please.’ Elaine now begged. ‘Tell me what’s going on. Don’t do this. Why are you doing this, anyway?’ The less he talked the more scared she became. In vain she pulled on her bounds again, she squirmed and struggled and let out a frustrated scream.
‘Please try to lay still, Elaine.’ He said still distractedly staring at the screen. ‘Otherwise you’ll mess up the base readings.’
‘What?’ She said. ‘What are you talking about, honey.’
‘Just lay still.’ He ordered.
Elaine was startled by the sudden dominance he exuded, that wasn’t like him at all. Yet she stopped struggling. Her heart was beating more and more nervously now.
‘All done. Don’t be scared.’ He said a moment later.
‘Well if you tie me down and hook me up to medical machines without telling me what’s going on I’m going to be scared.’ She said.
‘You can get of your high horse now.’ He said. ‘I know.’
‘What high horse? What do you know?’
‘Don’t play stupid Elaine.’ He said. ‘I know about your affair, so don’t be scolding me about not explaining what’s going on, while you have been keeping this affair from me for months, that’s a bit hypocrite, isn’t it?’
Elaine pressed her lips together. Her eyes darting over her husbands face, her heart beating furiously. Did he really know about her and Eden or was he just fishing, did she still have plausible deniability?
‘I don’t blame you.’ He said. ‘I know the passion has been gone from our marriage for a while now, but I’ll bring it back.’
‘By tying me down?’ She said full of disbelief.
‘I guess.’ He said shrugging. Now he grabbed a silicone anesthesia mask and gently placed it over her nose and mouth, he pulled the elastic band behind her head so the mask would be kept in place. ‘Amongst other things.’
He attached a plastic hose to the mask and then checked up one of the machines. ‘I don’t know if it’s going to work. I’ve never done this before, but in theory… we’ll see.’ He turned open a valve and a soft hissing sounded, the mask filled up with a sweet gas. Elaine coughed, she tried to swipe the mask of her face, she twisted and turned her head from side to side. She held her breath for a while until she couldn’t hold it any longer and she was gasping for fresh air, sucking in more and more of the sedative gas into her lungs. She was feeling lightheaded now, the world seemed to be spinning and wavering around her, and she was feeling sleepy and drowsy. Her eyes were rolling up and away and she was about to pass out when the gas stopped hissing.
His voice sounded from far away. She barely even registered the words he said, it was as if he was talking to her subconscious directly, as if he was hypnotizing her, making her more and more addicted to his voice, more and more addicted to the gas. Something was happening in between her legs to, the metal rod was slightly vibrating and making her incredibly horny. Warm arousal spread from her loins all through her body.
Over time she became a bit more lucid again. Her husband was kneeling next to her on the bed. He had taken his trousers of. Behind his black boxer shorts she saw the bulge of his penis. He rubbed himself over the fabric of his boxer.
‘Go on.’ He said.
She didn’t know what came over her, it was like someone else was controlling her mouth.
‘Can I please see your cock? Please honey. Please. I beg you.’ She was humiliating herself begging for his cock like that, yet she couldn’t stop. The desire to see his cock was bigger than the desire to not humiliate herself. She took a deep breath, this must have something to do with the gas, he must have hypnotized or brainwashed her. Yet she didn’t much care, all she cared about was his thumb hooking behind his boxer shorts, pulling the rim further and further down until the cock she’d seen a thousand times before, bounced into sight.
The moment the cock was exposed the gas in the mask started hissing again, the rod in her pussy started vibrating and she was swept away. Overtaken by arousal and sleepiness. She didn’t know what was going on anymore, she just knew she wanted more of this, more horniness, more drowsiness. She wanted to surrender to him.
The world started spinning again, her eyes rolling shut. Far away she could here his voice. He was talking to her again, but no matter how addictive it was to listen to his voice, she couldn’t remember a single word he said.
When she opened her eyes again his cock was still dangling in front of her face. In awe she looked at his wrinkly balls, his shaft with the vein twisting around it, the purple tip. It was gorgeous, it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. Her pussy already started throbbing from looking at it.
‘Good.’ He said. ‘Very good.’ He reached out his hand and briefly cupped her face. Her thumb caressing her cheek. ‘That’s exactly the response I was looking for, this is working even better than I’d hoped.’
‘Yeah.’ Elaine said with a slurred voice. She wasn’t really sure what he was talking about, she was only sure that his cock was dangling in front of her face.
‘Would you like it in your mouth?’ He asked.
‘Yes!’ Elaine yelled.
‘Beg for it.’ There was something cruel not only in his voice but also in his eyes. Yet Elaine didn’t mind.
‘Please.’ She said. ‘Can I please suck your cock?’
‘Why?’ He asked. He folded his own fingers around the shaft and ever so slowly he moved his hand up and down. ‘Why do you want to suck this cock and not any other cock?’ He asked.
‘Because this is the most beautiful, most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen. It’s so majestic and the tip is so shiny. It makes me feel so good just to look at it.’
‘Well imagine how you would feel if you would put it in your mouth.’
She closed her eyes and tried to imagine her lips closing around his shaft, her tongue swirling around the tip. The rod started vibrating again and the mask started hissing, soon she was in heaven. Right on the edge of ecstasy, right on the edge of dreamland.
Then all of a sudden the mask disappeared from her face and the cock was pushed into her mouth. She opened her mouth to let it all in, and she enjoyed the warmth and arousal spreading from her pussy, as her husband started to fuck.
His skin sliding passed her lips, his balls bumping into her chin. She used her tongue to lick every last part of the cock she could reach, she even managed to lick his balls for a moment. Then his trusting became rougher and deeper, the tip of his cock bumping into the back of her throat. She gagged. Tears propped up in her eyes.
As he was fucking her in the mouth she became more and more lucid. The rod in her pussy was still vibrating, but the mask had gone and so the haze was fading too. Her own boring husband was fucking her in the throat, quite passionate and rough. She was getting turned on although she didn’t really understand why her body was behaving like that. Why her pussy was spasming, why her back was arching, why her breathing was so superficial and why once in a while a moan escaped her mouth.
Martin? She tried to say, but her words were muffled by his cock. She saw his belly wiggling as he fucked her mouth, the little mole, his pubes crawling all the way up to his belly button. He seemed to be getting more and more aroused and then suddenly he removed his cock from her mouth.
‘Martin,’ she said. He placed his hand on her face so she couldn’t speak anymore and with his other hand he jerked himself of, just for a moment and then he orgasmed. He was moaning loudly, his cock throbbing as his sperm shot out over her face. He was panting loudly. He took a few deep breaths and then got up to look at the machines.
‘Well done.’ He said. He studied one of the wriggly lines. ‘Could have been better I guess, but well done for now.’
‘Martin?’ Elaine asked once more.
‘What?’ He asked as if he only now noticed she was there.
‘What’s going on?’ She asked.
‘Oh,’ He said shrugging. ‘Never mind. You’ll be powerless against it anyway.’
‘Against what?’
‘You want some more gas?’ He asked while dangling the anesthesia mask in front of her face
‘No!’ Elaine said obstinately. ‘Sorry. I mean. Yes please.’ She was confused, of course she didn’t want to be drugged, but on the other hand she needed it. It was like nothing she’d ever known before. ‘I’m sorry for snapping at you. Off course I want more.’ She said.
He smiled as he put the mask on her face again. ‘That’s what I thought,’ he said. ‘Now here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to keep you here and hypnotize you and train you until that silly affair is erased from your memory and all you want to do is serve and pleasure me and my cock, understood?’
‘I…’ Elaine didn’t know what to say. ‘I mean… I…’
‘Now I do have to go to work for a little while, so I’m going to put you to sleep until I come back, there’s a motion sensor attached to the bed, so whenever you move, the machine will think you’ve woken-up and give you another whiff of the sleepy gas and the sensor in your pussy will keep secreting the aphrodisiac keeping you nice and horny, yet unable to orgasm. Are you ready?’
Elaine kept her mouth shut, but that didn’t matter. He typed something in on a screen and soon the mask was filling up again, this was clearly another type of gas than he’d given her before. She started to get dizzy almost right away and within second her head slumped to the side she fell into a deep sleep.
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