A Hot Teen Prescription 3 – Dominance by DaSpark

***Third part of the series, what do you think? Comments appreciated.*****I sat on my bed, thinking. It was Wednesday night, just one day removed from giving myself a blowjob with Adrianna’s intoxicated mouth. She still had no idea she had taken my baby batter in her belly. She further still had no idea that sitting on my dresser was a package of condoms I had bought earlier on my way home from work.

It hadn’t been premeditated, forcing the young girl to take my cum into her stomach, down her throat. But it had been fantastic, a wonderful orgasm, and one I needed to receive from her. Now I knew, I needed her pussy too. The sedative had worked perfectly, and she had no recollection of swallowing an old man’s cum. I wondered if she would be able to feel having had sex.

There was no doubt that tomorrow I would drug her again, and this time I would have condoms to make sure she didn’t get pregnant, and I was going to get carnal knowledge. I was gonna fuck that little cum slut in as many positions as i could get her body to stay in. I didn’t care it was unethical, I didn’t care it was illegal, I was gonna fuck that 18 year old and I was going to do it tomorrow, no question.

Jesus!, I thought looking down at my dick. It was hard again at the thought. I had jacked off 10 times in the last day and a half. I had no choice, I had to fuck her, but I hoped she didn’t find out. Those long, trim, taught legs, and especially the round thighs. She was so petite but the legs were strong from many hours on the stairmaster. Her ass was an apple bottom delight, her breasts, well I was wondering how they would look if she weren’t on her back. I would try to get her in a position that I could see them in.

I began to masturbate again, imaging her slumped over the arm of the couch like a rag doll, pumping her from behind one hand gripping her waist, the other gripping her shoulder. I imagined rubbing my hand along those silky thighs, and like every other time the last 36 hours, that was the mind’s eye thought that made me cum. I came so hard each time. I was naked on my bed and felt cum plop onto my shoulder. Jesus that girl could really make me pop, I couldn’t wait to pop inside her pussy, even if there was condom in the way.

I awoke the next morning in the same position. The intensity of my last orgasm leading me to a night’s sleep. Thursday was here at last! I had no delusions, I knew what I was going to do was rape, but what did it matter? She was a fucking slut who gave it up to older men for grades and debts, what was one more dick. Furthermore, what did I care, I wanted that twat.

I put on my best slacks and a shiny new expensive tie and shirt. Why I don’t know, trying to pretend I wasn’t depraved I suppose. I was so nervous about the day that I had to open my car door and vomit out on the street. The nerves didn’t recede the rest of the morning. Neither did my assertive hard on. All I could think about all day was getting inside of Adrianna’s 18 year old pussy. Adding me to her notch of bedpost scratches, even if she didn’t know it.

I was a terrible doctor that morning, spending my patients time not listening but imaging how I would make sweet love to Adrianna. How I would prop her up in a decent position. I had to excuse myself to the restroom to beat off three time during the day. I was shocked how much cum was coming out each time and more so, how I could possibly still have cum to cum.

Finally I finished my 2:30 patient and had a few minutes before she arrived. Again I don’t know why but I went to the bathroom to freshen up. Cologne, wetted and combed my hair, retucked my shirt, apparently I wanted to impress the girl I was about to have my way with. I checked my drawer to be sure the condom and pre loaded syringes were ready, and they were. I couldn’t wait. Jesus, my cock felt like it was ready to explode and I didn’t even have a hard on . . . yet.

There came a knock at the door. “Yes?”

The door opened and Adrianna walked in. I have talked about how she didn’t really dress the part of the skanky, slutty girl. Well, today she came straight from school without a ride from her mother and my impression changed. She looked dynamite. Her mid back length golden brown hair was in an elaborate braid that went over her shoulder, her bangs and some stands on the side left free intentionally. She had on mascara making her eyes look almost asian and dark purple eye shadow that matched the dark purple lipstick, her lips outlined with dark pencil. Got it made her face shine and those awesome lips. Those lips that had held my cock and drank my cum!

She had on a long sleeved very thin, almost sheer white top. It was very nondescript, almost like for the gym, but much thinner and a size too small. Her modest breasts looked much more pronounced. The purple and black laced bra beneath just barely showed their hue. God it was a sexy top half, but nothing like the bottom. She had on a short jean skirt with a huge belt, pink with silver studs. The short, and I mean short skirt was high enough to show the gap between her thighs as they popped out from underneath. Her long amazing legs ended in very high white heels, with open toes and straps around her heels that tied with a buckle, the bottom of her heel exposed. God damn, her legs and feet looked like they had nylons on they were so silky. But there were bare. Her toes and fingernails were painted purple like her lips and eye shadow.

“Hello Dr. Davenport. Sheesh, I sure had a bad taste in my mouth last time. Is there a way to not have that after hypnosis?” She asked sweetly as she sauntered in, her hair bouncing as she jiggled on her extra high heels. Such a small girl, they looked damn near like stripper heels.

“I will try hard this time to make sure you don’t leave your mouth open and get all dried out.” I said with a grin, knowing that she wouldn’t get that taste because this time my cum would be in a condom after fucking her sweet young teen pussy. God I wish I could hear her squeal as I violated her honey pot.

She moved to the chair and laid her book bag down, leaning over to do so. For just a minute she was bent over enough to see her underwear. It was purple and black lace, like her bra, but it wasn’t a g-string, just a tidy pair of panties, and she looked fantastic. Her tanned toned legs flexing over her heeled feet as she grabbed out a water bottle and took a drink, standing back up and covering her ass again. I was instantly hard. I was instantly REALLY hard.

I felt my mouth salivating and my heart starting to pound as she sat in the chair. I could see up her tiny skirt, she crossed her legs, showing even more thigh. I thought about the view I had as I had given my self a blow job with her mouth. This little tart was God’s gift to hard ons. How many boys in her school had rubbed one out in class looking at her? I bet more than a few nerds. The jocks probably just told her they wanted a piece and this slut no doubt gave it up. So many images flashed through my head. Her riding cowgirl on the quarterback in a bathroom stall on the toilet, the gym coach fucking her standing doggie over his desk, her father’s friend Ian, pounding her missionary on the bed, her feet on either side of his head his hands gripping those amazing legs. The neighbor’s college son home for summer, fucking her in the pool while the parents worked, maybe even the gardener was given a sample of that pussy. I wanted mine.

“Were we gonna do the hypnosis thing again? I must admit I was really groggy after and my jaw was sore, but I felt really rested.”

“Hmm, your jaw was sore because the hypnosis can make you grind your teeth sorry about that. Yes we will do hypnosis again, but I need to call my secretary first.” I buzzed her on the intercom.

“Yes Doctor?”

“Carol, go ahead and take off early, I need you to pick up those dilauded scripts for Mrs. Phillips and Mr. Johnson next week at the nursing home. Grab those and bring them in tomorrow. Don’t worry about your other duties, take the rest of the afternoon off.”

“Ok, thanks Doctor, see you tomorrow.”

“You too. Now, where were we?” I said turning my attention to Adrianna, who was swinging her left leg back and forth over her right knee. Those perfect tanned bronzed long and trim stems of hers. Just exquisite!

“Well I am not sure what we discussed last time. To be honest, I don’t remember anything really.” Adrianna said innocently.

“Oh right, you wouldn’t would you?” I heard the outer office door closed as Carol made her way out. I wanted to be sure the office was empty. The room was sound resistant but not sound proof and I didn’t want to grunt and holler muffled today. I had been looking forward to this for far too long.

“Ok dear, why don’t we get started? Come on over to the couch.” I instructed.

Adrianna bounced up off the chair, her perky breasts shaking with the movement. She made her way to the couch and reached over and down to grab the pillow from the far end. Her skirt pulled up high and I got a perfect shot of her legs and backside, flexed and taut, bronzed and silky. Ready and waiting.

I have no idea what came over me but my lust took control. I stood up, my cock rock hard and pointing at her through my slacks directly at the object of my affection. I stepped forward, trying to stop myself, but I couldn’t, my little head had taken over and I was merely along for the ride.

“Wha-hey! Let me go!” Adrianna said startled in a high pitched voice, stumbling on her own high heels as I reached one arm around her waist pulling her to me and my other grabbing her wrist. My hard on was pressed against her ass, only my trousers, her skirt and her panties between us. My dick wanted her, needed her, needed to know her internally.