Tw: cnc, medical chat, simulated substance play, r* word use.

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Prologue

Something's wrong.... my head, it's spinning. I sit down for a moment to catch myself. The drink.... was it... drugged? I try to stand up, to get back to people, and collapse over. I look around me, dizzy, confused. I start crawling towards the noise, people. I look up, my vision is blurry, but I see someone standing above me, a uniform, a shield, shears… a medic. "help" I stammer, or think I do, the noises that come from me are completely incoherent as I attempt to raise my hand to the man standing above me. He crouches down, brushing his hand across my face. "It's ok baby. It will be ok. Be a good girl now. Sleep."

I come to on a stretcher, bound in soft restraints. I'm groggy, confused, panicked, then I see you beside me and I relax. I notice two other medics with you. I turn to you. "help…" I stammer. You are by my side, brushing a gloved hand on my cheek "shhhh….. Shhhh…. Such a good girl." I realize as you say this your hand is slipping down to my chest, my breath catches, and I struggle into the restraints. The others are immediately by my side, helping hold me in place as I start to scream.

I feel a smack across my face. "Be. A. Good. Girl" I hear you growl in my ear. I feel trauma shears shred the bits of fabric remaining on my body. I feel my wetness betraying me, even now in this moment of terror. I start to sob as I feel the gloved hands feeling me up. I feel a gloved finger slowly enter me and I squirm again, to be met by someone else's gloved hand holding me down by my throat. You lean in and whisper in my ear "oh baby. You will be such a good girl for us. Taste how much of a good girl you are already." The gloved finger that was just inside my cunt is now in my mouth, encouraging me to taste myself. I sob deeper, attempting to refuse to admit to myself how aroused I am. Wanting, praying, hoping to escape. Sinking as deep back into the stretcher as I can, no way to pull away. I open my eyes, looking at my captors in abject terror.

You smile a wicked grin at me, as you gag me, I feel earplugs enter my ears, and vet wrap working its way around my eyes. My world narrows to nothing but touch, and survival. You do one final check, squeezing my hand briefly. I squeeze back and give you a thumbs up.

The Scene:

I find myself quickly lost in sensations, six gloved hands working over my body. Feeling me head to toe. Poking and prodding, palpating my every inch. I feel a hand along my breasts, tweaking my nipples, twirling them between gloved fingers, pulling them erect. I feel a hand along my stomach, tracing each line of my being, fingers gripping in just slightly into my flesh. I cry out around my gag. Tears are pouring from my eyes, drool is seeping from my mouth. I feel a hand at an earplug, as you lean in and growl in my ear "don't scream", the gag is removed from my mouth, replaced by your gloved fingers, "color?" you growl in my ear, removing your fingers from my mouth. "gre.. Green…" I stammer back "good girl" I hear you growl into my ear as you return the earplug.

I feel my head turned to the side, I feel a cock enter my mouth to replace the gag. I cry as I find myself sucking with desire on the cock raping my face. I feel my hips start grinding in the air, betraying me to you. I feel a wash of pain as someone punches me in the thigh, driving me back into the stretcher. I moan around the cock in my mouth, again attempting to uncontrollably grind my hips, more pain as more punches arrive. I feel the warmth blossom around where I was hit, and with that warmth the warmth between my legs grows. I cannot control myself as I beg around the cock in my mouth, hips grinding into each punch.

I feel a pair of hands digging fingers deep into the intercostal muscles, causing my throat to open as I gasp in pain and pull at the restraints. I feel the cock in my mouth shove deeper working to my throat, while I feel gloved fingers enter my throbbing pussy. Two, slowly, gently, almost as if examining me. Even unable to see or hear I get this feeling of this sexual perversion of a "medical exam". I drool and gag uncontrollably as my pussy clenches tightly around the fingers.

Unseen to you my eyes roll into the back of my head, as I feel my pussy betray me to orgasm. Just as I begin shaking in ecstasy I feel another punch to my inner thigh causing me to cry out around the cock in my throat. I arch against my restraints, and in that moment I feel fingers press into my carotid arteries as the cock leaves my throat. I feel a fuzziness wash over me, confused, awash with sensation, I feel my breathing slow as I begin to accept my fate, and in that moment the fingers relax their grip. Blood rushes to my brain and I feel myself throb uncontrollably around the fingers in my pussy.

I feel a hand in mine, a quick squeeze. I catch my breath, squeeze back, thumbs up.

I feel a renewed fervor from my captors, as a new cock enters my mouth, while I feel a tongue begin tracing along my pussy. A pair of hands continue to play with my tits, as I squirm against the tongue on my clit, it's oversensitive and hurts. I cry around the cock, when in a flash, I feel cold metal at my throat and freeze. An earplug is removed, a voice growls "you better not move slut. We don't care if it hurts. We will use you until we are done with you" and just as quick, I am dropped back into silence.

The cold metal a knife I wonder begins to trace down my body, curving up and around my tits, scraping across a nipple. At the same time I feel fingers slowly begin to enter me, while teeth lightly nibble at my clit. If my eyes were visible they would be wide and crazed. I'm overwhelmed with sensation, every touch, every movement amplified. I lose control and thrash into another orgasm, pressing into the knife against my stomach. I don't care anymore, I can't stop any reaction my body is having.

My life is cock, pain, and pleasure. It is impossible for me to keep up with the sensations awash my body. More contact, more orgasms, more and more pain in my clit, I have no clue where one person ends and another begins as I feel gloves tracing and entering me, cocks taking turns in my sore throat, teeth biting me, fingers pressing into my carotid arteries, slowly bringing me over and over into blissful, painful, pleasure. At some point the cock in my mouth is replaced again with a gag.

I start to realize each time fingers enter me it is more, and each time it is easier. Before I fully process that, I feel a cock at the entrance of my throbbing pussy. A hand removes an earplug just as I thrust my hips up achingly towards the throbbing cock. I hear a chuckle in my ear, "good girl. Very good slutty little girl", the cock enters my pussy as I cry around the gag, back arching, another hand around my throat pinning me down, as I am returned again to silence. I begin clenching my hands hard into the stretcher feeling the cock fucking me, another’s hands alternating punching and groping my tits, with another holding me down at the throat.

Tears pour freely as warmth and bruises blossom across my chest. I feel the cock within me throb and pulse, orgasming deep inside me. I relax, breathing deeply, when I feel an earplug removed and a whisper "did you think that was it slut? We haven't all had your pussy yet" I feel a smack across my face, followed by fingers gripping my face hard as I'm again plunged into silence. I feel another cock thrust into me as it starts again. I am long past having no strength left. I lay there, breathing, crying, feeling myself be violated by those I trusted to help me. I feel a finger on my clit, attempting to force me to orgasm.

I attempt to beg around the gag. A broken, garbled "No.. No.. Please… stop…" makes its way from my lips, incoherently. I feel the gag removed along with an earplug "what was that slut?", "please… no…" I cry, deep sobbing tears as I pull away from the finger at my sore clit. "you have been such a good girl" I hear. "just be a good girl a bit longer". The earplug is returned, but the gag is left out. I couldn't scream at this point if I wanted to.

I am forced to orgasm around the cock inside me, and shortly after I feel the cock throb deep within. I feel the final cock enter my pussy, as I am left with nothing but full body shaking tears. I am stretched and used, a finger again on my clit. Again, forced to orgasm as I cry out in pain. I feel both my earplugs removed this time, and I hear you growl in my ear "good girl" as your cock throbs within my abused fuck hole.

Aftercare:

As quickly as it started, it ends. I feel a warm blanket draped over me. I feel the vet wrap being unwrapped from my eyes as you caress my cheek, your voice in my ear "you are a good girl. And I'm proud of you". I slowly open my eyes against the light. You see the tears that ran down my face. My nose is a snotty mess. I shake and cry anew as the endorphins drop. You and your friends work to release the restraints holding me. My back is raised. A water bottle is pressed to my lips, followed by sour patch kids. I feel you wrap your arms around me holding me. I collapse into you, spent and shaking, clutching the water bottle close. Your friends sit near me. Resting gentle hands on me. I look at you, you still see a hint of the fear in my eyes.

"Was I a good girl? Am… am I… ok? Am I safe?" I cry and collapse into you fearfully but too spent to do anything else. You hold me. You reassure me. You help me gently off the stretcher to find another space to cuddle away from it for aftercare. We take a shower together, as you hold me close and wash me clean, I sob into your chest.