“No!”
“You are… you know…
“I-I don’t follow you… what you mean… she gasped, an inkling of what was happening to her filtering through her whirling mind.
“I mean… you’re going to get fucked… by me!” he told her.
She tried to rise from the couch, furious with him, angry with what he had said and the vulgar way in which he had said it. “Don’t be ridiculous!” she snapped.
His strong hand pushed her back against the cushions. “The reason I know is because what you’re feeling is a very potent aphrodisiac I put in your highball!” he grinned at her salaciously. “You won’t be able to resist it… as a matter of fact, you’ll be begging me for it!”
“Aphro-Aphrodiasic…?”
“Yes, my dear! One of the few that really works! Some of my research into folk medicine led me to it… and believe me, I know what it’ll do!”
“You’re a beast!” she snarled up into his face.
“Perhaps… but you’ll only be able to judge that by the end results,” he said, mildly, not taking offense. “Then… I might be either a beast – as you say – or a medical genius!”
“You must be crazy! Let me up… a-and you can get out of my house… r-right now!” Faye flared at him.
“Not yet… not until the treatment is finished!”
“Treatment…?” she gasped. “How can all this s-stupid business be some kind of… treatment?”
“You’ll see… later… and maybe much later you’ll understand it!” the doctor said, leaning close to her.
She shrank back away from him. His hand on her shoulder still pinned her back against the cushions of the couch. She could no longer deny the lewdly rising feelings that rippled up through her stomach and breasts. There was a definite sensation of congestion in her loins. It was sexual. The slashing need was growing in her… and there was nothing she could do about it. Suddenly, she knew this insane doctor was going to kiss her.
His lips were on hers, then, his strong arms were going around her and pulling her close. She attempted to twist her head aside. He held her in a viselike grip, and there was no escaping him, as she felt his tongue trying to enter her mouth between her lips. He’d have a hard time, she told herself. I won’t let him!
Then, while he held her fast with one hand, his other hand went up under her dress, almost snakelike, as it slithered up between her cringing thighs, unerringly, to the softly hair-covered mound at the cusp of her legs. The electric contact caused her to. gasp… try to protest, and as she started to say words, mumbling up into his mouth, the words muffled by his covering lips, his tongue darted between her lips and the barrier of her teeth to probe deeply, questingly. Below, then, his practiced hand rummaged in her loins, and one of his fingers slid down into the crease at the top of her vaginal split, pressing through the sheer cloth of her panties to find the tiny hardening shaft of her clitoris pulsing there.
She couldn’t believe the wrenching strength of the unwanted sensations that rampaged in her, at that moment. Futilely she tried to clamp her thighs together, but the damage had been done already. She couldn’t keep him out. Her hands went down to grasp his wrist, her fingers plucking at his muscular forearm to no avail. Then, she began to writhe away from him, her whole body involved in a desperate bid for freedom from his encompassing arms. No! God n-no! He’s trying to… rape me!
Faye felt herself being pushed back, until she was lying on the couch, the doctor still over her, his mouth clamped to hers, his hand teasing her pulsing clitoris to ever greater sensitivity and his weight, on her, held her immobile and helpless under him. What can I do…?
Suddenly, she relaxed under him, forcing herself to let all of her muscles go lax. Perhaps, she could catch him offguard… and escape from him… call for help from Bill and the doctor’s wife in the bedroom.
Her sudden, seeming submission caused Matt to lift his head, breaking the intimate contact of their lips and tongues.
“Changed your mind… decided not to fight it, eh?” he asked, grinning down at her with lewd anticipation.
“No!” she snapped. “I’m going to c-call Bill… and your wife!”
Doctor Bender threw back his head and laughed. “That’s a good one!” he roared. “If I know Vivian… she’s probably already solved his problem… and she’s either sucking him off… or she’s got his cock in her cunt… and they’re fucking for all they’re worth!”
The lewd statement rolled off his lips with the same firmness as a medical diagnosis. Faye couldn’t believe what she had heard. Bill…and Vivian… in our bedroom… making love…? It’s not possible! Why… Bill can’t even get an erection!
She gasped, “Bill can’t…”
“Oh, yes, he can!” the doctor told her. “… And, Vivian can get his cock up… if anybody can! That’s what she’s here for… for sexual therapy!”
“… But, y-you… you were trying to… to rape me…!”
“Not really… I think you’re part of Bill’s problem!” he said. “You’ve got to discover your own sexuality.”
“What do you m-mean… you’re talking in riddles!”
“You’re going to learn to fuck… without any inhibitions… that’s why I gave you the aphrodisiac… to get you loosened up!”
The doctor had not, for an instant, abandoned her heating loins; his hand was insistent, tantalizing erotic on the sensate, throbbing flesh of her pussy. “So… you might as well relax and enjoy it!” he went on.
But, I can’t I-let another m-man… do that… to m-me!” she wailed.
“You don’t have a choice!” Doctor Bender said, with firmness. “Those drops will make you want to fuck… and I’m the one man available to you, right now… so, as I said, you’d be better off to have some fun while we’re at it!”
With practiced dexterity, he suddenly reached up under her dress, using both hands, and grasped her thin nylon panties by the waist band. One swift movement brought them down below her knees; then, leaning back, he jerked them free of her feet. Faye gasped with surprise. She started to raise her body up, but his big hand pushed her back down, solidly, against the cushions of the couch. “This is a good start toward getting you naked!” he grunted.
The loss of her panties should have been something horrible, to her, tantamount to the accomplishment of his avowed purpose… but there was something of the erotic in it. It heightened her own unwanted pleasurable sensations of sexual arousal. There was no denying the hungry urge within her. It was there searing her loins with desire.
She looked up at him, tears glistening in her eyes. “P-Please… don’t…” she pleaded. “I-I couldn’t bear to have any other man but my husband do it t-to me…”
“The word is fucked, Baby!” he snapped. “You’re going to get fucked… like you’ve never been fucked before… and I’m the one who’s going to fuck you!”
“N-Noo!” she moaned, still trying to deny the insane sensations that raced like uncontrolled wildfire through her.
Doctor Bender reached for the buttons at the front of her dress, confidently, saying at the same time, “… And, after I’m through with you… I’ll give you back to your husband, whom I’ll guarantee will be more than ready to take up where I leave off!”
Suddenly, it was all illuminated for her. “You m-mean… you’re going to make Bill j-jealous enough t-to make him want to…”
“… Fuck you!” the doctor supplied.
“Vivian…?”
“She’s going to work on Bill… and sort of get him ready!” he told her.
“You planned… th-this…?”
“Yes… now, let’s knock off the chatter… we’re wasting time!” he said. “The first thing we’ve got to do… is get you stripped naked!”
Faye was thunderstruck with the idea the doctor had just outlined. It seemed so bizarre and yet, at the same time, it all seemed so reasonable. Was it possible that Bill could be shocked out of his impotence? She didn’t know. Yet, that was what Doctor Bender intended: A shock treatment.
Under the influence of the drug, she was so absorbed and intrigued with the idea that she found herself helping the doctor to undress her. She shrugged her shoulders as he removed her dress, sat up for him to unhook her bra, and before she knew it, she was disrobed. The cool air of the room washed over her, and her naked body trembled, expectantly.