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Doctor, Daddy, Dom 06
5/3/2007 9:26 pm Last Read: |
The next few visits from Nurse Shanna were thankfully quick and painless. She just watched me as I pumped milk from my gigantic breasts, denied my pleas to orgasm, and went on her way. She took my milk samples to Dr. Mason. On the third day, I started to wonder if she had gotten bored with me. My libido was so much higher lately, I was so horny all the time, and really could have used some playtime with Nurse Shanna. When she arrived that morning, I was wearing nothing but a towel. She followed me to my bedroom and told me to drop the towel immediately. She threw me onto the bed and spread my legs. She held my cunt open and rammed a large vibrator inside me. I dont have much time today so we wont be milking you, but I do have orders from Dr. Mason to assess your reaction to humiliation. Oh shit I mumbled under my breath. I wanted . needed so badly to have my tits emptied. I also hated the idea of being humiliated. But how did she plan to humiliate me? There was nobody else around and she hadnt done anything humiliating yet. Here is what youll be wearing today Nurse Shanna instructed, laying a thin white tank top and a pair of tight jeans on the bed. Now get dressed. I stood to get dressed and instinctively reached for my underwear drawer to find a bra and panties. Nurse Shanna slapped my hand. If I had wanted you to wear panties or a bra I would have laid them out for you to wear. Does not listen and follow directions. Does not like being without panties. Nurse Shanna mumbled as she wrote notes in a file. I proceeded to put on the tanktop. It was a snug fit since my breasts had grown so large over the last few days. Then I reached for the jeans. I put my feet in the legs of the pants and then bent over to pull the jeans up. As I was bent over, Nurse Shanna took the opportunity to spank me harshly. Girls who dont obey directions must be punished. She then reached between my legs to make sure the vibrator was still firmly in place. I wondered why I was being forced to wear a vibrator for the day, especially since it had not yet been turned on. Since I did not have much time to attend to you this morning, I will return this afternoon when you get home from school. Nurse Shanna informed me. Once I was dressed, Nurse Shanna left and I headed for the school bus. Once on the bus, I soon found out what the purpose of all of this was. What activated the vibrator was a small button on the end of it, which was pushed in when I sat down. It continued to buzz away in my cunt the entire way to school. Just five minutes short of arrival at school, I was forced to put my hands over my mouth to muffle the noise of my orgasm. Muffling the sound did little good since at the very moment my powerful orgasm erupted, my breasts sprayed milk which saturated my thin tank top. The humiliation had worked. I blushed as I sat there the rest of the way to school, thinking about how the moment I stood to get off the bus, everyone would be aware that my shirt was soaked with milk from my tits and my pants were wet from pussy juice. I crossed my arms over my breasts in an attempt to hide my wet shirt, only to find out that the pressure of my arms over my tits caused even more milk to be emitted from my breasts. My first hour class was science. We were working in the lab. I was grateful since this meant that I wouldnt be sitting during class. I found out that the challenge during this hour would be to keep the vibrator from slipping out of my wet, juicy cunt. I stood there for the entire hour with my legs crossed, looking as if I was about to wet my pants at any moment. Even though that was not the case, it was equally as humiliating as releasing orgasms and soaking my tank top. The next hour I had a study hall. The supervisor in this class was strict. She had only two rules: stay in your seat, and keep quiet. Staying in my seat was no problem for me, it would be staying quiet that would prove to be a challenge today. As expected, the vibrator began to whirr away the second I took my seat in the back of the room. In a completely silent room, the sound of the vibrator inside my cunt was audible, however nobody knew exactly what it was. Turn off the cell phone! The teacher barked. She was sitting at her desk and didnt even bother to look up from the newspaper she was reading. Everyone in the room looked around to see where the cell phone vibrating was coming from. I crossed my legs tighter in the attempt to stifle the sound a bit. Quieting the sound of the vibrator came at a price. By crossing my legs, the vibrator was pushed further into my cunt. I kept my face hidden behind a textbook and my mouth shut as orgasm two hit, but orgasm three near the end of the hour could not be concealed. As if releasing several orgasms in front of my entire class wasnt humiliating enough, I was then subjected to the humiliation of walking through the hallway with rock-hard nipples poking at my soaked shirt, my huge breasts that bounced around wildly since they werent being secured by a bra, and wet jeans that grew tighter each time they got wet. The rest of the day proceeded in the same way that my first two classes did, until it came to my last class of the day. I was sitting in Spanish class and today several students were giving oral presentations of the reports they had written. The vibrator, still lodged in my cunt, was humming away as it had been all day long. I was now on orgasm fifteen for the day and Señora Johnson was none too pleased that I was unable to keep quiet during the other students presentations. I felt like telling her You try sitting quietly when you have a vibrator in your cunt causing you to orgasm every 20 minutes! but for fear of further humiliation, I said nothing. For my disruptive behavior, she assigned me to detention after school. I sat in detention orgasming away. I was nearing orgasm 20 when the detention monitor said Miss Natalie, is there a problem? I dont feel well I lied. He handed me a pass to the nurses office. My face blushed a darker red with each step I took towards the nurses office, knowing that I was soon going to be facing further humiliation. How can I help you? asked the nurse in a sweet voice, before looking up to see the condition I was in. For starters, lets find you a change of clothes. Take a seat up on my exam table. I reluctantly sat down, knowing what sitting would cause. The nurse left the room for a moment, upon her return I was on the verge of my 20th orgasm, which had been interrupted when I was told by the detention monitor to go see the nurse. She lifted my shirt to help me remove it at the very same time I released the orgasm. My milk sprayed from my nipples, hitting the nurse. Well I guess we know why your shirt is so wet. She said, blushing. I didnt know you were pregnant. She put the clean white t-shirt on over my head. It was two sizes too small but it was all she had. Now lets get those wet pants off. Stand for me. The nurse helped me get my pants off, and as I lifted my leg to pull it out of the jeans, the vibrator slipped from my cunt. It landed on the floor directly in front of the nurse. Now, its natural for girls your age to be curious about sex and start experimenting with their bodies, but wearing a vibrator to school is simply not acceptable. She scolded. What is your fathers work phone number? I must inform him of your inappropriate actions. I lied. I told her Dr. Masons phone number and told her that he was my dad. The nurse required me to speak to him and tell him what I was in trouble for. Daddy, I said. I got in trouble at school. I was caught wearing a vibrator. You will be punished when you get home young lady. He warned. And then he hung up. I left the nurses office and carried the cum-covered vibrator all the way home. I smiled, knowing I had passed Dr. Mason and Nurse Shannas humiliation test. |
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