Trained to submit

“Calm down,” Dr. Martin pulling the blouse off of her arms. She had panicked, not sure why. He felt her naked skin, running his hands up her back until he came to her bra strap. She began to relax again. He made short work of her bra strap, his hands sliding up her arms and slipping the straps off of her shoulders and down her arms. She submissively put her arms to her sides so he could strip off her bra and make her naked to the waist.

He pulled the blouse off of her, Monika regaining her composure. She didn’t know what happened. One minute it felt good, the next minute it struck terror in her. It was as if she lost all control over her body. She felt her bra released, her breasts spilling lose of the confining garment. She put her hands at her sides as it slipped down her arms, sending delicious tremors through her body as the fabric slid over her swollen nipples. Dr. Swenson’s hands returned, this time Monika able to feel his hands on her naked flesh. Not strong demanding hands like Michael’s, but cold, limp flesh that pawed at her youthful breasts with haste. In spite of that her nipples welcomed any touch on them, swelling.

“Now those are nice firm tits,” Dr. Swenson commenting as his fingers dug into her firm flesh, feeling her sharp nipples sticking into his palms.

“Let me see,” Dr. Stone moving along side Monika. Being associated with Michel allowed him to play with such delicious young flesh in spite of his age, the one last night just as accommodating. His hands reached out and cupped one naked tit, hefting it up as his head bent over, his mouth already opened as it encircled the thick nipple that pushed out so provocatively. He gripped onto the hard nipple with his mouth like a baby, sucking the nipple deep into his mouth, his tongue waiting for it, slapping back and forth over the hardened bud.

Dr. Swenson was not to be outdone, hefting her other breast up, his mouth sucking the nipple deep inside, slurping loudly as his tongue played over her nipple.

“Stick those tits out, Monika.” Dr. Martin stuck his fist into her back, forcing her to arch her back provocatively, her breasts shoved deep into their eager mouths.

Her nipples were attacked with a vengeance, both of the men sucking them so deep that she felt the nipples stretching, their tongues lashing out at the sensitive tips. And Dr. Martin was not idle, his hands sliding down her hips, gripping her skirt and pulling it up, Monika feeling it slowly slide up her legs. Tonight was different, no nylons, no pantyhose. Just naked legs and a modest pair of panties. She couldn’t do anything when his hands slid under her skirt, hands finding her pussy, rubbing it with no preliminaries. Not that she needed any, sure that he found her panties soaked. She shoved back, only to find his hard cock pushed deeper between her ass cheeks, her skirt yanked up high, leaving her only with her panties to protect her. As if they were any protection.

“Gotta get this damn thing out of the way.” Dr. Martin grew impatient, her skirt constantly trying to fall back down, Dr. Martin eager to get at her pussy. His fingers yanked it down harshly, finding the button and zipper at the side, making short work of it. It opened easily, Dr. Martin sliding it down over her hips until it fell at her feet. “Step out of it,” he ordered her, Monika obeying without question. He already felt how wet she was, sure that she wanted his hands on her pussy as much as he yearned to. His hands slid between her legs again, this time finding Monika obliging, her legs already spread for him. “That’s the way I like it, Monika, a girl willingly spreading her legs.” He cupped her pussy with his large hand, his fingers soaked as he touched her panties, one fat finger finding her slit, pushing her panties inside her lips. He wiggled his finger back and forth, Monika’s ass moving with the motion.

Down to her panties, the men were arousing her, the days of not masturbating putting her on edge. Her nipples hurt. Hurt good, their teeth biting down on the tips until she moaned loudly, not in pain, but in pleasure. The shooting pain in her nipples shot directly between her legs, right where Dr. Martin was expertly playing with her pussy. His fingers never stopped moving, sliding up and down her slit. “EEEEEEEWWW,” his hand finding their way inside of her panties, his hot hand gripping her pussy with such power. Just like Michael did.

Michael moved toward them, spreading the small padded mat on the floor. “I think she might be more comfortable on the floor. And naked.”

The men needed no further encouragement. They released her, but not before Dr. Martin slipped her panties down her legs and threw them to the side. “I get her pussy first. I love the taste of a wet pussy.”

Naked, she was pushed to the mat, shivers running up her spine when he said he would taste her. God, she wanted to feel a tongue between her legs, wishing it were Michael, but right now she would settle for any tongue. And she was sure that Dr. Martin knew how to please a woman. There were too many rumors about him not to be true. She laid back on the mat, four men standing over her naked body. All of them her professors. She felt a bit of shame, but her arousal overpowered all of her other emotions. Dr. Martin knelt at her feet, Monika obliging, bending her legs and spreading them.

“Show us your pussy, Monika. Spread your lips open for us. Like you did for Michael.” Dr. Martin wanted her to expose her body intimately to them first.

So Michael had told them of the other night. Of course he did, she should have expected that. Her hands went between her legs, just as she did for Michael, gripping her pussy lips and pulling them back, exposing all of her treasure to the men. And it only made her wetter.

“Yes, a nice pink pussy. Wet and tight, I’m sure, though Michael said he hadn’t had her yet.” Dr. Martin couldn’t wait any longer. “Lay back and enjoy it, Monika.” His hands slid up her thighs, bowing out her legs wider, her pussy still spread in spite of Monika taking her hands away. He licked his lips as his head moved down, licking up her inner thighs, feeling her muscles tighten from the unexpected touch, her hips rising up as if offering up her pussy to him. He teased up and down her smooth, silky thighs. His tongue moving along the vee of her legs, so close but not touching her pussy.

“OOOOHHH, GGGODDDD,” she screamed out when his tongue ran up her slit. She could’ve cum with the first touch, but she wanted to prolong her pleasure. He sucked her pussy lips into his mouth, Monika feeling them stretch, all the while his tongue went to work on her pussy. She felt like she was being eaten alive, and she was enjoying it too much. She felt hands on her breasts, fingers finding her nipples, one of them played with, the other yanked harshly, feeling the hard tip gripped tight and stretched. She cared little, her body ready to explode in pleasure. There were hands and mouths all over her, Monika not caring who, just enjoying the pleasure. She could have never imagined how good it was to be taken by three men at once, six hands all bringing such pleasure to her.

Dr. Martin enjoyed the sweet flavor of her pussy, sucking and tonguing her pussy, the juices flowing freely into his mouth. His hands slid under her ass, raising her up. His hands dug into her ass flesh, nibbling on the puffy lips of her pussy.

Michael made his move, kneeling down next to Monika’s head, the other men giving him all the room he wanted.

She felt his presence, even though her eyes were closed. It was as if he was in her head. She opened her eyes, staring at the most magnificent cock she had ever seen. Looking up, it was Michael, his hand holding out his cock, only inches from her face.

“Make her suck it,” Dr. Stone shouted out. He wanted to be next inside her mouth. He enjoyed a young girl sucking his cock. It made him feel so much younger.