Doctors are human too

Part 1. The exam

Gay sex. I haven't had any yet.

I love to play in my X girlfriend's panties and bra's. I guess I stole a few items from her. Well, more than a few. And I have a few of my own. That morning I'd put on some of her bras and panties, taking photos of myself for the sissy website I joined last year. 

I didn't realize until it was very late that the day was getting away from me. I was going to be late for my annual 'work required' physical. Halfway to the clinic, I realized I was still in her blue and white cotton panties. I figured the chances that I'd need to undress all the way would be slim. So I went anyway. 

Everything was going great until I had to have a hernia exam. Shit! I forgot about those. There was the doctor and his female nurse in the room. I tried pulling the panties down with my jeans. But they were right there. Very noticeable. In front of everyone. 

No one said a word until the nurse was leaving the room. She looked over her shoulder, laughing.

"Well, there is another one for you, Pete. Have fun!"

I was horrified. I looked at the doc. And he looked back at me. He closed the door. There was a supply of gauze pads on the counter. He took a couple of them. He moved closer to me. He unbuttoned the first two buttons on his shirt. 

"Take your pants off again, Billy."

I couldn't speak. I stumbled around the exam table back against the wall. He was right there. On me. His hand was around my head and up in my face. The gauze pads were in his hand. He opened my mouth and stuffed them in. He held them in, covering my mouth with his hand. His other hand was pulling at my jeans. What the fuck?

"Relax, sweetie. I love sissy boys like you. I'm going to do you a huge favor today. Just relax, and let me do it."

Before I knew it my jeans were down around my ankles and he was jerking me off. Every time I'd move or make a sound he would hold me tighter and push the gauze deeper in my mouth. 

"I like my sissies to be submissive. So that means you'll be restrained and silenced whenever you're with me." He leans in closer, whispering in my ear. "I'm going to make you one of my sissy slaves, my boy. And you're going to beg me to do it."

His warm, wet mouth was kissing my ear. I felt like his words were hypnotizing me. His grasp was firm. The huge wad of nylon gauze and his forceful hand were silencing me. I felt like a kidnap victim. His slippery hand was squeezing my cock and moving faster and faster. Up and down. The soft cotton panties were rubbing against my smooth, warm skin. His whispers were in my ear.

I came all over the floor. He just laughed. He carefully helped me clean up and gather myself. On a prescription pad, he wrote an address. 

Be here tomorrow night at 7. Put on all the girly underwear you have. If you want to wear a dress and heels that will be a bonus. You'll get special treatment if you do. But whatever you have will be fine."

I shyly looked down at the address. Then back up at him. "Yes, sir."

He thanked me for coming. And laughed again.

Part 2. The party

When my girlfriend left, she left a box of old clothes in the basement. Forgotten or she just didn't want them anymore. Of course, I checked them all out. I remembered a white and pink sundress in there. I tried it on and it fit me pretty well. With a black lace B-cup bra and some stuffing, it looked amazing! I wore the matching black lace panties and pulled on a pair of suntan pantyhose. I am embarrassed to admit I do have a pair of high heels. I found them on eBay for $20. I guess sizes that fit men aren't big sellers? I can't walk in them. Even though I've tried. I put them on and gave it another go. I felt better in them. Maybe this will work. As I was putting on a little eyeliner, I was thinking about why the fuck I was doing this. But I just kept getting ready. I put on some pink lipstick, slicked my hair back, adjusted my perky tits, and headed out the door. 

There are several cars in the driveway. I'm even more nervous now. I softly knock on the door. Immediately a pretty girl answers and whisks me inside. A party is going on. 5 or 6 men and a couple of younger girls. I don't recognize anyone. I feel so stupid. This is going to be horrible. I try to head back to the door, stumbling in my heels. One of the men takes my arm. I don't know this guy either. 

"I'm Dr. Longcock. Let's get a drink."

He pulls me over to the bar. I'm barely able to walk that far. He does his best to help me. OK. I need a drink. The guy pours me a whiskey. I try to relax. This is a really nice house.

"The doctor said you are new. I'm supposed to take care of you tonight. You look amazing, by the way."

Small talk and a compliment. What is going on? We drink our drinks and then have another. I'm getting dizzy. Not the usual whisky high. The guy is staring at me. He is holding me up. I think something bad is happening. But it's too late to fix it. He leans in and whispers to me.

"You are a beautiful little sissy boy. I'm going to have so much fun with you tonight!

I come out of the daze with a hard cock in my mouth. My hands are in front of me. My fingers are wrapped around his shaft. I'm willingly sucking this guy off. I'm on my knees with him sitting in front of me. His hand is on the top of my head guiding me up and down. I'm in some dark bedroom somewhere. I don't remember how I got here, or how this all started. But I just keep squeezing and sucking. His hand keeps pushing my head down. I'm out of the dress. I can feel a cool breeze on me. I'm just in my bra, panties, and pantyhose. My shoes are still on. His cock is choking me. He is pushing my head down really far. I'm gagging and trying to breathe. He is breathing hard. 

"Don't stop by little slut!"

My mouth fills up with a stream of warm sticky goo. Fuck!

There is someone else in the room. Watching us. He takes me in his arms and drags me onto the bed. It's my doctor. The ass.

"Help me get him tied down. Then you need to leave."

This bed is set up for this. I feel straps buckle tightly around my ankles. My legs are spread out to the corners of the bed. More straps around my wrists. They are pulled up to the headboard. Heavy straps with clasps and buckles are quickly and expertly tightened, securing me face down on the bed. The doctor leans down and talks to me. 

"Hey! Thanks for coming. Haha!"

His hands are rubbing my backside. My pantyhose slowly slide down over, and just below my ass. His hand slips between my cheeks, rubbing the lace panties. 

"Mmmm I like these. You chose wisely."

I started to come out of the drug-induced daze I was in. I start to ask questions. But I'm not really making any sense either. 

"Are you feeling better? Are you breathing ok? You should be just fine by now. "

I nod my head and tell him I think I'm ok. 

"That's good. Because I'm tired of listening to you ramble like an idiot."

I've never had a nasty ball gag in my mouth before. I've never been penetrated and ravaged by a big fat cock either. I've never been groped like a drunk prom date or had my butt spanked like a bad little child. I've never been called a slut, or a whore, or a bitch before either. 

But, as I found out that night, there is a first time for everything!

Billy