Medical Milkmaid (Lactation fantasy, milky breasts, lactation stories, medical bdsm, medical play, medical erotica) by Michelle Fox Page B

knees
tightly pressed together. He gave her a disapproving look and put a
hand to her knees, prying them open. “Spread your legs, my dear. I
need to examine your vagina.” He probed her nether lips, stroking
his fingers up and down her suddenly slick core, flicking her clit
with an expert touch.
    Breathless, Jenna asked, “Doctor,
please tell me why is this necessary? I thought the study was about
breasts?”
    “ Orgasms mimic the hormone
cascade of child birth. It’s not on the same scale, of course, but,
short of having a baby, it’s all we have. That’s why until your
milk comes in you will be masturbated regularly by my
staff.”
    “ Masturbated?” She looked at
him, horrified. “Can’t I just, you know, do that
myself?”
    He shook his head and continued to play
with her clit, making her hips squirm. “We need to document the
number of orgasms it takes to stimulate milk production. Besides,
you’re responding well enough so far that I think you’ll quite
enjoy that aspect of the study.” He reached for the speculum and
shoved it into her wet entrance without warning. When Jenna
involuntarily tried to scoot back away at the invasion, he held her
down by the thigh. “Stay still. I just need to swab your cervix. We
test everyone for sexually transmitted diseases.”
    The speculum clicked as it moved inside
her, opening her wide for his inspection. Dr. Walker then pulled up
a small stool and positioned it between her legs. Taking a long
stick with a bit of cotton swabbing on the end, he slid it inside
her, rubbing it along the walls of her core. He ran a second swab
lightly over her pussy lips, tickling her clit until she began to
squirm again.
    “ I need you to be still,
Miss Edwards.” He seemed irritated with her and pushed down on her
pubic mound with one hand, holding her forcibly in
place.
    “ S-s-sorry doctor,” Jenna
said, her voice soft.
    Mortification burned through her. She
couldn’t believe her behavior! She’d never had a sexual response to
a gynecological exam before and here she was responding like Dr.
Walker was her boyfriend. She didn’t understand it at all.
Hopefully the doctor wouldn’t hold it against her.
    Dr. Walker removed the speculum without
comment and placed the swabs in plastic tubes, labeling them with
her name. Returning to the exam table, he focused his attention on
her breasts, once again caressing them into hard tips. “You’re
nipples are slightly inverted and will require extra
attention.”
    “ What does that involve?”
she asked. Frustrated pleasure throbbed in her core and she wished
his fingers were back on her pussy.
    “ Lots of stimulation.
Sucking. Clamping. Smacking. That kind of thing.” He made some
notes in her chart. “We’ll start the nipple therapy once you’ve had
your first dose of hormones.”
    “ What do you mean clamping
and smacking?” Sucking she understood at least, but the rest of it
sounded needlessly painful.
    “ It’s not too bad. Most of
the girls end up enjoying it.”
    “ And if I don’t?”
    He raised his eyebrows and looked at
her with a stern expression.“You’ll likely not fulfill the terms of
your contract and receive no payment.”
    Jenna closed her eyes and swallowed
hard. She had to have that money and, apparently, she would have to
survive a certain amount of torture to get it.
    He patted her on the thigh. “Try not to
worry. You’re not our first study participant. We know what we’re
doing. Just relax and enjoy all the orgasms. We’ll be doing all the
work.”
    “ That’s easy for you to say,
doctor,” she huffed.
    He just laughed as he filled some
syringes with a clear liquid. “You’ll be singing a different tune
tomorrow, my dear. Now put your hands behind your head.” Dr. Walker
swabbed her nipples with alcohol pads--their cold touch stinging
her skin. “This may hurt, but you must lie absolutely still. It’ll
be over before you know it.”
    Jenna tried to take a deep breath, but
couldn’t.