His room
His room
A fantasy story
He told me about the locked door in his hallway early in our relationship... his fetish room. I knew it was there, I did not know what his fetish was. When I was ready, he would open the door.... Tonight, I was ready When the door opened I was a bit surprised, even a little relieved.... I could get into this... in the room was an exam table, a rolling cart with drawers, cabinets and a small refrigerator. He handed me a gown from the cabinet and watched me from the corner as I took off my sweater and jeans. He pointed towards my bra and panties and nodded when I asked "everything?" I stripped naked, tied my gown in the back and sat on the side of the table. He was very quiet in the corner, watching me sitting on the exam table. He took out his phone and sent off a text. Looking around, I was waiting for him to start my breast exam or take me while I was in stirrups. I was surprised when he simply approached me and kissed me. The door opened and a beautiful women in an almost costume-like sexy nurse outfit entered the exam room. I thought, well, this is really unexpected but still, this could be fun. I had to admit to myself my excitement was growing. Finally, he spoke... "My nurse is here because she is an experienced medical professional. I met her years ago and she helps me with my particular fetish." She was taking some items out of the drawers and then put on rubber gloves. He moved behind the exam table and untied the first knot of my gown. Kissing my neck he moved the shelve down a bit and kissed my exposed shoulder. Hmmm, it's starting, I shuddered with anticipation. His hands moved down my arms to my wrists and he grabbed them and held them behind my back. "You don't need to do that, I am up to playing doctor." The nurse turned the cart and now I saw what she was doing. Already on the cart were two syringes filled with clear liquids. "I don't like needles, please" He tightened his grip and whispered in my ear. "I know." Struggling in hopes of making it too hard for him to bother with this did not help at all. The nurse was rubbing alcohol on my exposed shoulder, pinching a bit of skin and uncapping the needle with her teeth. It was only a second after a drop of liquid fell from the tip of the needle when she plunged it fully into my shoulder. I jerked a bit in pain. I never liked shots even when, like this one, the pain was quick and not that bad. She had the second syringe in her hand when she came over and pulled my gown down to expose both shoulders. "Wait, what is in there? what are you doing?" "Saline, b-12 don't worry, nothing that will harm you," he whispered into the back of my neck while she rubbed alcohol on my other shoulder and jabbed her second syringe in quick. Once again it was not that bad but a tear did drop to my cheek. Next she went into the fridge and took out a small vial. With a third syringe, like the other two, she pulled out 5cc's of the medication, only this time she twisted off the needle and replaced it with another one. Even covered I could tell this needle was thicker and longer. "Would you be more comfortable if you were lying on the exam table for the next one?" he asked me letting go of my hands. I guess I could have tried to get up then but I was in a sort of shocked state. "On your stomach hun," this was the first time she spoke. She almost sounded concerned. Again, I don't know if it was the shock state or her voice but I did turn on my stomach thinking only that maybe she thought it would help if I didn't see the shot coming, or maybe I would be more relaxed this way. Until his hand was on my lower back and cool alcohol made my left buttock flinch that it even occurred to me where this shot was going. The only other time I remember having a shot in my bottom was as a child and the memory of the pain from then flowed back to me. "Please don't," was all I could get out before the needle began to slowly pierce into my cheek. She was slow and deliberate pushing the needle in full and them slowly plunging in the medicine. There was a slow burn that built up to a low fire in my cheek. Even the needle coming out hurt. Then he spanked my sore cheek. I yelled out and jerked up a bit. "We are going to take a little break from your immunizations to make sure you aren't having any kind of reaction." "This I can safely do on my own." He parted my cheeks and rubbed my tightest hole just a bit. "Nurse, thermometer please." She raised my hips and placed a small pillow under them, raising my bottom up while his hand kept my cheeks spread. The tip of the thermometer was cold and larger than I expected it to be. He buried it and then the rest of the thermometer deep inside me. Again, I was not sure why I didn't try to get up or struggle or scream. By this time I was in a kind of trance, what was happening. I briefly wondered if there was some kind of relaxant in one of the syringes. I felt the thermometer pulled out of me. "Nurse, fill syringes with an antibiotic and begin the injections again. She does not need much but feel free to spread it out over a few needles." Now, instead of my bottom exposed and raised for a thermometer, I realized my cheeks were rounded and presented for more injections because of the pillow. She rolled a cart over near the bed. The syringes were smaller than the others but there were so many of them, I felt alcohol again on my cheek. "Little pinch," she said. And then it began, It was a painful pinch and it was over quickly but then I was not able to take a breath in before there was another one.. pinch Five small harsh pinches arching my left hip. Then it started on the right hip, five more pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch I couldn't stop the tears rolling. My cheeks were sore and throbbing. He started to rub my bottom hard. It was painful but soothing a bit. I was being lulled. Spank His full hand hit high on my right cheek causing me to jerk up. "Turn over" he said. The hard table hurt my bottom almost as much as the smack did. He pulled me down by my ankles while she set up the stirrups. My cheeks felt better being off the table but then he stretched me so open I almost forgot about the injection sites completely. The head of the table was propped up some and he came over to my side with a tablet. On the tablet were several pictures of women with very large thick vagina lips. Then he started a video of a man rubbing thick plump lips and the woman screaming with pleasure. "You can have that kind of excitement. You will have that kind of excitement. I will make your lips and clit so sensitive you will squirm at the lightest touch. There's just one thing we have to do first" The next video showed what was about to happen to me... "No," I begged as I watched a video of a woman receiving injections in her pussy lips. She was tied down and was crying with an added, tense, kind of squirm with every push of a needle into her tender region. 'I am excited now. Please, don't do this." My pleas were ignored and he began to swab every each of my labia with cold alcohol. He even pour some alcohol directly onto the area. I squirmed out of anticipation, fear. With a gloved hand he massaged my lips, I don't know if he was trying to find the right spot, or trying to excite me or both. There was a slight tap of his finger very high on my lips too near my clit and then sharp push of the needle followed by the sting of medication filling me up. He finished and removed the needle slowly. Another tap just down from first injection spot and then again. "ow" I screamed. My lip was tender still and this injection was even more painful. He followed these injections with two more on the other side, filling my lips up. Gently he rubbed me... the sensation was like nothing I have ever felt before. My body quivered in orgasm even as the injection spots throbbed under his fingers.
