alleviate the pain. But even more she longed to reach down further, to her throbbing quim. He stepped beside her and placed a hand on the small of her back while the other traced lazily across her front, slowly moving lower and lower. She moaned and raised her hips when he finally made contact with her sex. The thrill that radiated out from her core more than made up for the increased pain she felt in her nipples when she moved, causing her breasts to sway.
Through half-lidded eyes she saw Julia move in front of her to get a better view. Virginia cringed and hunched her shoulders slightly, as if that would hide anything while she stood with her legs and arms spread widely. Dr. Talbot tapped her on her upper back, letting her know he had noticed her movement and Virginia straightened, pushing her chest forward. She hated that Julia was openly watching her like this, but she didn’t dare do anything that would cause Dr. Talbot to stop.
She was sopping wet after all the teasing and when he pushed a finger against her glistening entrance, it slid in easily. He stroked it in and out and then joined it with another, causing Virginia to moan again and rock her hips forward. She began moving along with him, the pain from her breasts mingling with the bliss she was experiencing.
While his fingers worked in and out of her virgin hole, Dr. Talbot’s thumb slid up along her womanhood, sometimes running over the little pearl at the top and making Virginia buck onto his fingers harder. The doctor moved behind her, still pumping in and out and brought his free hand up to her chest, first releasing one clamp, and then the other. Virginia’s eyes sprang open and she cried out in pain as the blood rushed back. But again the pain mixed in with the pleasure and was joined by the fresh wave of humiliation that gripped her as her eyes met Julia’s.
It was all too much and she arched into Dr. Talbot’s fingers. Her legs tightened and trembled as her climax burst through her. It felt as though a wash of heat were spilling over her limbs and her hands moved from behind her neck to clutch at Dr. Talbot’s arms. She was moaning loudly, her sex spasming around his fingers, and might have toppled over if he hadn’t been holding her up.
When she finally went limp Dr. Talbot cooed in her ear that she was a good girl and had done very well. Then he brought his fingers up from her quim and held them in front of her mouth.
“Open up, my good girl, and clean them.”
Virginia twisted her head back but couldn’t quite see his face.
“What?” she asked incredulously.
“It’s only tasting yourself,” he said, “what could be untoward in that?”
She still stared in shock at the hand hovering right by her mouth. Perhaps nobody had specifically told her that tasting her own juices was wrong, but she certainly felt that it must be.
“Miss Ashby,” he said, and she cringed in consternation at the tone of his voice. He appeared to be quite serious that she open her mouth, though she could hardly imagine what medical necessity this had. He watched over her shoulder as her lips parted minutely and marveled at how far she had come. After enjoying a moment’s triumph he slipped his two fingers in.
“Suck on them, Virginia.”
She suckled lightly while he watched with rapt attention. The cream that coated his fingers had a strange, musky taste, both sweet and sour at the same time. She ran her tongue along them carefully, at first hoping he would remove them quickly but soon accepting that wasn’t likely.
Dr. Talbot stared at her hotly, imagining it was his cock that she was timidly exploring with her mouth. But he knew he needed to move slowly and carefully lest she rebel and confess everything to her aunt. He consoled himself by pushing his fingers deeper and deeper into her mouth, pressing them roughly along her tongue and sending them deep enough for her to gag once or twice.
“Splendid, splendid. Now we’ll get you washed