Unlimited pleasure for the Rich and Famous

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Kerry Collins, MD

Wow. This kid is practically shaking. Hmmm. If I remember basic biochemistry right, the elevated hormone levels I was finding meant she was either horny, or just coming down off of some sexual activity. None of the usual flux in the key hormones that tell the uterus to prepare for a fertilised egg, though, so she should be safe in that regard.

"Well." I pull my lab coat closed to hide my erection. "Good news. You're not preggers, according to this. Hrm, I'll give you the pill, but from now until at least a week has gone by, you've got to use condoms for vaginal sex." She wrinkled her nose.

She was squirming in her seat, and looking at my groin again.

"I know you've got questions, so why don't yo just let them all out? I promise not to get mad, and I won't drag you down to Tigre's lair unless you ask me to." I grin, letting her know that Doctor Collins was gone for now, and Kerry was back.
 
I blushed, beet red. She had seen me stare. Down to the lair? How had she known some of my secrets. Some of my deep hidden thoughts. No, she was kidding, I thought.
"Well, I knew I wasn't pregnant. I would know, don't you think? I was raised completely aware of my body, or so I thought till I got here." It was confession time.
"I'm sorry I was staring, but... well. I never met anyone like you. Like. You know." I fidgeted and tried to avoid her face, but here eyes caught mine. I swallowed as she let me ramble on.
"How did you know? I mean, that you weren't well. Right.I mean, not that your not right. But, you know." I felt even stupider. I should politely leave, yet she smiled.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"How did I know that I was born with the wrong body? That I should've been a woman?" I had brought her back to the office, and pressed a pack of oral contraceptives into her hand. I was behind my desk, and having 'adjusted myself', ditched the lab coat.

"I can't exactly answer that. I was unsure right through puberty, though. I thought, if I found girls sexy, I couldn't be one, could I? And the knowledge I have of fashion, color, hair, makeup could be explained by watching too much 'Donahue' when I was a kid... It took a lot of talking through my feelings and confusion with a really talented counselor for me to see that all my confusion and discomfort was due to a simple case of being stuck with a body that didn't reflect my soul." I steepled my fingers and looked carefully at her.

"I've always felt odd, out of synch, though. So I hope that explains somewhat. I've kept my cock for a short list of reasons, but the main one is, in my opinion, the current battery of surgeries to make my genital region resemble a vagina are nothing short of mutilation. It's a crapshoot as to wether or not I'd be orgasmic after the reassignment surgery, and I'm too highly sexed to take that chance. Besides, it's kind of fun being the sexy woman I've always felt I should be, and having the same thing that men do between my thighs. Reactions like Frank's, though, make me wonder If I made the right choice coming here. I might not have as much 'entertainment work' as I thought if they're all going to panic at the sight of a cock between a cute redhead's legs."

"To quote the vernacular, though, 'Enough about me, how about you?' you said something about awareness of your body, and how you thought you had it, til you got here?"
 
I giggled when she mentioned Frank. "He was just startled. Actually, and don't ever tell him I said this. He found it strangely erotic. Give him time. " I felt more sure now with her. Leaning back I smiled.
"Myself? Not much to tell. Half breed. So not home or welcome much in either world. My sister took advantage of it and made herself exotic. You should see her. She is so beautiful." I sighed. "I was raised to know myself, know my body and what it wanted and needed. It is the way to be in tune with nature. But since coming here, I have been confused. I feel.. lost. I am feeling things I haven't ever felt. This is suppose to be a job. I am not suppose to like it. I find myself excited, you know. sexually, all the time almost." I wiggled in my chair. "Medusa says I have the gift, but I don't understand what she meant. Before last night I had never even looked at a woman. And now well. And then. Last night, when I went and saw that room, the one where Tigre works. Something, drew me. Made me want..." I must be beet red now, I could feel the heat of my blush, and awakening desires heat my skin.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"Sounds to me like you're still very aware of yourself. You're aware of the fact that your needs, tastes, and desires are developing. You should really talk to Mickie, if you can get her out of Claudette's panties long enough. She's the psychological expert, but here's my good ol' country doctor bedside opinion. Your feelings, your desires, your joy. These all add up to the 'Gift' that Medusa spoke of. That and the fact that anyone with a sex drive is going to want to play with you. You're 27, right?" I ask.

Shadow nods.

"Well, there's also a biological reason for it. You're approaching the so-called 'sexual peak' for a woman, and if I got accurate hormone levels from that blood sample, you're going to be as horny as an 18-year-old boy for quite some time to come. It may not be all at once, but your shyness will dissipate. Tigre's lair wasn't totally jest on my part, either. Just let me know when you feel ready to explore that part of your sexuality. I'd recommend against it right this minute, though, she's playing with Victor down there. And I don't think you're up to exhibiting your whole voyage of discovery. Besides, she might be pissed at me for leaving last night. Four hours kneeling on concrete, though is a little much without anyone there to appreciate it."
 
"Thanks. But, I don't think I could talk to anyone else about it. I stood, stretching. "You made me feel comfortable, and you are so nice, and..."
"How about lunch?" Suddenly uncomfortable about discussing my desires.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I grin at this. She's nervous, uncomfortable. Maybe a little distance from my office....

"Sure, Lunch sounds good." I do my 'dirty old man' leer and waggle my eyebrows at her. "Especially if you're dessert."
 
I giggled and we left, brushing against each other in the door.
"You first." I bowed.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I look over my shoulder as I pass her. "You just want to look at my ass!" I barely manage to keep a straight face on that one, finally breaking into a laugh as I cut through a side hallway, down a half-flight of stairs, and into the kitchen from a door no-one had used yet.

I looked over my shoulder at her. "Don't ask. I don't know how, but I can always find the shortest route between two points."

I grabbed things from the huge walk-in refridgerator, then wandered back into the kitchen.

"What do you feel like having?"
 
Shadow:
At her words she walked ahaead, and of course I looked.
"Damn nice ass too." I whispered. Not yet ready to say it out loud. A sudden turn and slip, and turn and we were there. I was puzzled and knew I would never get out of here without leaving bread crumbs.
"How about sandwiches? Some wine maybe? Think she would mind? Then back to the pool for a swim? And a soak. How about some fresh vegey sticks." I was poking into the various drawers in the fridge and had found all sorts of vegeys.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

Grinning, picked up some of my plunder from the walk-in, and began dicing it.

"I'm in the mood for some steamed broccoli, carrots, and corn, myself. Fortunately, Tigre's not the only one who can cook around here, she's just the only one who can cook High Art Dishes."

As I said this, I tossed the diced carrots into the top half of a steamer pot. I sighed, as I couldn't find any corn that would be quick and easy, so I settled for Green Beans, then cut up a head of broccoli into the steamer. I filled the steamer with water, then set it on the range, checking a clock.

I turn my eyes on Shadow, still grinning. "Quick, easy, tasty, and very little clean-up."
 
"Hmm. Soiunds yummy then. I giuess I'm on the line up for sessert then?" She grinned. It was only with her grin that I realized how that sounded. Blushing I stammered.
"Um. I mean. I make the dessert? Oh God." Then broke into peals of laughter. Here I was acting like a school girl. "Have some?" Holding out the can of whipped cream, but only after I spritzed some on my finger.
Slowly I licked it off as she watched, suddenly feeling warm.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

Letting the grin become slightly predatory, I accepted the can, took her hand, and sprayed the wipped cream inside her wrist, where I leaned in and sucked it off, fastening my lips to her skin, and lightly rubbing her pulse point with my tongue, never letting her eyes loose from my gaze. It looked like I would have to be the agressor here.
 
Frank

Not finding much action, and getting hungry we wondered where everyone was hiding. Claudette wasnt around - maybe she was upstairs doing her maid duties.

I excused myself and went into the kitchen, where I saw Shadow and Kerrie. Kerrie was licking the inside of Shadow's wrist, so I thought well - let us check that out! So, I wandered over there and asked "is there was anything to eat?"

Kerrie just looked at me and smiled
 
Oh God. It felt so good. Her tongue licking my wrist. Suddenly there was Frank. I was shy, embarrassed. But Kerrie kept my hand in hers.
"Is there anything to eat?" I blushed.

"It looks like I might be dessert." Giggling and pulling my hand away.
 
frank

I helped myself to a handful of the fresh veggies Shadow had set out, and looked at the spray can for the whipped cream. Then I squirted some on Kerry's wrist, looking into her eyes, and then licked it off her wrist emulating what she did with Shadow.

We three all looked at each other, and I suggested we take all this stuff up to my luxurious room which Shadow and I shared last night, and enjoy ourselves in comfort and privacy.

[Edited by catlover on 04-13-2001 at 05:42 PM]
 
Kerry Collins, MD

OOC: C'mon, folks, spell it with me, here K-E-R-R-Y. :p

IC:
Well. That was a stunner. Looks like Frank got over his shock, after all.

Note to self: make sure there are condoms handy, unless Shadow wants a kid.

Quick glance at the clock; the vegetables I left in the steamer would be just about perfect right now; still crispy, but hot, and still full of flavor.

"Two minutes." I said. "I just need to clean this pot."

I dumped the veggies into a bowl, grabbed three forks and quick-rinsed the steamer, dunking it in the third bay of the sink, which I presumed to be a sanitizer, then setting it on the rack to dry. Wiping my hands on a towel, I grabbed the vegetables, and looked at Shadow, then Frank.

"Well? Shadow's Shadow? What do you think? Should we take the gentleman up on his offer?"
 
Shadow:
OOC: I am so sorry. Kisses? Kerry.

IC: Shadown's shadow. That sounded nice. But I didn't want him tied to me.
"Peter Pan lost his shadow when he wasn't careful, and it got locked up. Is that what happened to you last night?" Poking him in the ribs.
"Grab a bottle of wine, please." Pouting at him, which I had learned last night worked very, very well.
 
Frank

Each of us picking up part of the load of goodies, I led the way.

Kerry seemed pleased with the large spacious room so nicely furnished,especially noticing the newly made huge bed where Shadow and I had slept together last night. Neither she nor I volunteered that information, so I didnt know whether Kerry knew it or not.

We arranged the food on the large table, and I pulled open the curtains revealing the view of the grounds and the pool.Shadow realized immediatelty that she was on public view to me as she swam with Medusa and played with Karl earlier this morning.

We opened the chilled bottle of wine and drank a toast to each other, looking forward to a long afternoon.
 
Victor

After getting the ok to return to her domain Tigre decided to show off her little "conquest to the others at the pool.
She lead Victor down the hall to her room where she pulled out a medium sized box from under the bed.

She refused to let him see what she was pulling out of the box, it was her little secret.

Bending down to her knees, she started to caresse his erection with her tounge till he was harder than before. Just then he surprised her. she felt him thrust hard and slide down her throat, throwing her a little off balance.
Pulling away she quickly spun him around and grabbed his hands together placing a pair of leather hand cuffs on him.

"Bad boy, I never gave you permission to do that" wispering into his ear and running her hand over his beautifully hardend cock..

a surprised look came to his face as a leather collar was fasten around his neck and a chain leash was connected.
She then pulled him over to the bed to tie him there in case he decided to run.
Tigre took me to her office, where I watched her dress in a sexy black vinyl bra with the nipples cut out and a pair of vinyl hotpants that zippered around.

She grabbed a leash and said, "It is time to show you off but the it wil be your turn to play. Make sure you stay hard so you will not embarrasse me"

I didn't know what to think at first. I had done and seen things that would make others blush, and would probably not believe coming from me. But here I was completely aroused, naked, and being lead around by this gorgeous vixen.

I almost died when she lead me out to the pool area in front of everyone, she exposed me.

"This one has been a bad boy, if you want to have him later come on down to my office and you can have him when I'm done with training him" she said.

Tigre then lead me back into her office. I was still aroused but I felt humilated after everyone seeing me like that. I was trying to build a reputation for myself, and I may have failed. I was angered and thought I might rage. My eyes filled with fury and hatred at Tigre. I began having very violent thoughts. It's a good thing she restrained me when she did.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I leaned in and whispered to Shadow, "I meant your sister, Shadow. You're her Shadow, here. A little joke, but most given Native American names are, at least in an old friend's family. Her grandfather died before she could get an adult name. She was "little-body-big-sneeze" after she sneezed all over her grandfather as a baby. I thought Shadow's Shadow suited you, and if you stay, we're your tribe."

I made a show of nibbling her ear while I shared that, hoping not to arouse Frank's suspicions.

I looked around the room, and grinned.

"Calories first, then fun. Otherwise the Veggies will be cold."
 
Shadow:
"Oh I see. Yes, I have a native name, but Shadow's shadow fits too. I will ask Medusa what she wants me to use. But for now." Leaning in and nipping her ear back. "Shadow." A whisper in her ear.
"You know Kerry. Frank serves food in such a lovely manner. Maybe he should serve us?" I could see his frown, and then twinkle in his eye as I refered to breakfast.


OOC: Please lets have a long slow time of this. Not slam, bam thank you. Long and teasing? Maybe?
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"Really? This I must see!" smiling, I took the opportunity to grope Shadow, caressing her hip before sliding my hand behind her to cup her buttock as I stepped aside. We were both facing Frank as I turned my cupping into a gentle squeeze, and that into a slight "goose". I wanted to try that with Frank, but something told me to wait. He'd come around on his own.

(Or my own,) I thought with a wicked grin.
 
Frank

I was really enjoying the interplay between Shadow and Kerry. Knowing the secret Kerry carried- (hey - a little alliteration!) it was a real high to watch the pretty lady and the sexy lady play that way. I was ready for whatever came down the road, as I took a sip of my wine and nibbled on a carrot stick
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"If you'll excuse me, I think I'll go and get a few things. I'll be back in two shakes."

Quick grin and wink, and I scampered off to my room, added an electric blue garter belt to my bikini, making sure the suspenders were threaded through the bottoms, then a pair of shimmering blue hose. Step into a pair of tall heels, and down to the basement. Sure Enough, there were Victor and Tigre. Before Tigre could speak, I nodded to her.

"I just need a few things from here, and I'll be on my way. I'd still like to play, later, if you're still intrested, Mistress Tigre, but I have a guest waiting upstairs right now. Apologies, and I'll let you get back to it now."

I'd scooped up a full set of soft kid leather restraints, including ankle cuffs, wrist cuffs, a wide belt, a wide collar, straps for the upper arms, and straps for the thighs. These were all undyed leather, so they were pale, like my skin, and had shiny chrome buckles and D-rings. Additionally, I'd grabbed a good-sized bright blue ball-gag in head harness of the same pale natural leather. On the way back to Frank's room, I buckled the gag in place, following this up with fastening all the cuffs and straps. The wrist cuffs had swivel clips, and with a little work, I was able to fasten my left wrist to my right upper arm, and vice-versa, behind my back just as I got to Frank's room. The quick act of self-restraint had me quite seriously hard as I walked back into Frank's room. My direction sense had done its job well; a little over eight minutes was all that had passed.

I looked into their surprised faces as they saw me enter, bound and gagged, and wondered what they thought of my little surprise.....
 
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