Candi Gets a Prescription

Candi Gets a Prescription

by Chloe Harper

Candi groaned as she awoke on the exam table of Dr. Cross's office. Why was she asleep? She glanced around and noticed Dr. Cross sitting at his desk a few feet away, flipping through some paperwork on his desk. Candi worked to sit herself upright, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her throat felt sore, and remembered Dr. Cross telling her she suffered from Cock Choking. Maybe that's why her throat is sore, but she wanted to ask him to be sure.

"Dr. Cross?" Candi croaked out as she swung her legs over the side of the table.

"Ah, Candi, you're awake," Dr. Cross gave Candi another patented comforting smile as he stood up from his desk and moved over to her. He was naked under his lap coat again, and had been waiting for her to come to for his next round.

"Why was I asleep? And, also, my throat is like really sore," She asked and explained as he stood right between her parted legs.

"Oh, that's all a normal part of the treatment for Cock Choking," he waved her off. "Once we undergo the procedure without you passing out or your throat being sore after, then we'll know you're cured. You did well during the treatment. You should be very proud of yourself." He patted her head for good measure, noticing that naïve smile returning to her face at the compliment.

"Oh, okay. Hopefully you can cure me," Candi blinked up at the doctor who only wished to see how far he could take this supposed sickness on every visit. No intention of actually curing the girl.

"Yes, well, I will have to see you twice a week minimum now due to the severity of your condition, but I already made the schedule for you while you were sleeping. However, we still have more of the examination to continue. I was worried I would have to wake you up to ensure we had a proper amount of time left." Will watched the girl nod, but noted the small looks of confusion from his more formal verbiage. It was part of why he loved dumb blondes so much. Keeping them confused while sounding so much smarter than them really made them more agreeable.

"Thank you, Dr. Cross! I will be at every appointment!" Candi exclaimed, sitting up straighter. He patted her head again with a condescending smile at her response.

"I know you will. You're such a good girl. You're so lucky Thomas sent you to me, bimbo." The word slipped from his tongue before he could stop to think about it. Internally he cursed himself for being so careless. Externally, he kept the smile plastered on his face as he pet Candi's head.

"Bimbo?" She asked, a slight tilt to her head noting her confusion, much like that of a pet.

"Yes, of course. It's what we doctor's call our patients, especially ones we have to see often," the lie spilled from his mouth easily in his soothing tone as he continued petting her. His cock stiffening under his coat at the stupid look on the girl's face.

"Oh, I didn't know doctor's had special names for their patients. Like how Thomas calls me pet when I'm at work!" She exclaimed, connecting dots that didn't really exist.

"Such a smart, good girl you are. Now, are you ready for the next part of the exam, bimbo?" Will asked, now free to call her the degrading nickname as he pleased. She smiled at the word, as if it was a term of endearment.

"Yes Doctor. What is the next part?"

"I need you to lay back down on the exam table. I have to check if you have any signs of LCS," he explained as she obediently lay back down on the table. He pulled her feet, forcing her whole body to move, until her ass was practically hanging off the table.

"Oh, what's LCS?" Candi asked curiously as he spread her knees wide. She didn't even notice Dr. Cross wasn't wearing gloves as he felt the outer lips of the girl's pussy.

"Leaky Cunt Syndrome. It's even more serious than Cock Choking. Don't worry though, I'm an expert in diagnosing these things as well as their treatments. All you have to do is listen to me and trust me. Do you trust me, bimbo?" Will asked with that evil smile again. Candi nodded in response. He tapped her pussy, right over her clit, the same way he would pat her head. "Good girl."

Candi lay with her legs dangling over the edge and spread wide as Dr. Cross looked down at her barely legal spread cunt. It was glistening with slight arousal, not that she would ever learn that's what that was as long as the current men in her life kept lying to her. Will touched her lightly, rubbing his fingers along her outer lips before sliding one along her wet slit. Candi shivered at the unfamiliar feeling, causing Will to smirk down at her.

"Alright, this might feel strange or unfamiliar, but just try to lay as perfectly still as you can," Dr. Cross instructed the girl.

"Yes Doctor," Candi complied without question or worry, remembering to follow all of his instructions and place her full trust in him.

"Good girl," he practically purred as his finger found her swollen clit. Candi gasped, but forced herself to stay still as his finger grazed that little nub.

Without further words, Will played with her tender clit, watching her writhe while trying to stay still. He wanted her wet and leaking for him, right on the edge, never quite finding her release. As a natural Dominant, he knew the signs well enough to keep her from reaching climax. She whimpered and mewled as he played and teased her clit, another finger running through her juices along her slit. He briefly wondered if anyone from her past had managed to break that thin barrier just a little further inside the girl. He would be shocked if it was still intact. He knew Thomas had held back for fear of disease, rightfully so. Will had found her to be free of any such issues though. His cock throbbed at the thought that he might take that pleasure for himself.

Dr. Cross worked and teased Candi's clit over and over, pausing to bring her back down every time her back began to arch. She wasn't staying completely still, but she wasn't bucking or moving as much as she could be if he gave her permission to do so. She was trying to restrain herself, which only assisted him in the edging process.

"Oh dear," Dr. Cross murmured in his fake worried tone, making Candi's eyes snap open to him right away.

"What's wrong Dr. Cross?" Her words were breathy and soft, although still held the air of the bubbly ditziness he loved so much.

"You definitely have LCS, a pretty severe case of it actually," he stated as he held up his fingers for her to see. They were covered in her glistening juices, seemingly to his dismay.

"Oh no, severe means like really bad, right?" Candi asked, confirming how dumb this girl was. Will managed to suppress a smirk, instead giving a solemn nod.

"Yes, I'm afraid the prescription will have to start immediately if we have any hope of quelling the symptoms. I will administer the proper medication each time we meet, but I'm afraid that won't be enough. I'll have to let Thomas know so that he can help with your dosage since you see him more frequently," Dr. Cross explained matter-of-factly. Candi nodded to his words, not fully understanding, but trusting both her doctor and her boss.

"I only ever took medicine when I had a cold. Is it like that?" Candi asked, gullibly falling for another of the good doctor's lies.

"Yes and no. You can't get this at the store. And, it should only be given to you by men I approve, as not all men know the proper dosage for someone with such a severe case of LCS. Don't worry, Thomas and I will make sure to help you as often as we both can. You're so lucky he sent you to me and that you have us both in your life to take care of you." He let his words sink, wanting to really up the gaslighting on such a dumb blonde.

"And Frank. All three of you have been like such a godsend," Candi agreed and confessed to her new doctor, unaware that the opposite was probably true.

"Oh, who is Frank?" Will asked as he rubbed the tip of his cock along the length of Candi's soaked slit. He briefly wondered if Thomas knew of a third man most likely taking advantage of the eighteen year old bombshell.

"My landlord," Candi explained, not questioning what the doctor was doing. Candi gave one of her dimpled grins to her doctor, which he returned in kind.

"Oh? And how does Frank take care of you?" Will asked as he gently slapped the girl's cunt and clit with his heavy cock, loving how much she questioned so little about his procedures and practices. Honestly, she felt like the perfect candidate to be a little free use cocksleeve.

"He does like security checks, he uses his tool to check my mouth. Then he takes pictures of his cum on my skin to make sure the skin color hasn't changed. Plus, he got me the interview with Mr. Wright. They send each other pictures for extra security," Candi explained as Dr. Cross nodded along to this information. He wished Thomas had told him about this third man, but he supposed Frank had the girl first.

"I will need his number," Dr. Cross commanded, leaving no room for question or protest.

"Oh, it's in my phone. I only have their numbers and my Daddy's," Candi pointed to her phone left on the pile of clothes on the chair in the corner.

"Do you have a password?" Will asked as he left Candi momentarily to grab her phone.

"No Sir. Frank said for my security I should never put one on there so he can check it," Candi explained as she came down from the edge once again.

Will quickly opened her phone, seeing a picture of her face with a man's cock and balls resting on her face as her wallpaper. Smirking to himself, he walked with her phone to his desk, opening her contacts to add himself to her phone and add Frank to his. He couldn't help but chuckle at how this girl belonged to all three of them now in a way. He knew on one level, she was lucky. There are far sicker men out there. On the other hand, there could have been a much nicer man out there who might have taken care of her, and kept her from the likes of these men.

"Bimbo, it doesn't look like you've called or messaged your Daddy at all. Why is that?" Will asked as he set her phone back down on his desk, but brought his back over with him to record this part of the exam.

"Oh, Frank said it wasn't a good idea since Daddy bet me I wouldn't find a job or place to live with the money he gave me when I left his house." Dr. Cross chewed on this tidbit of information as he opened his camera and snapped a few photos of the flushed, nude teen laying on his exam table, looking like she's already been fucked.

"Tell me about this bet," his words were a command, but he was honestly curious. Did her father realize how a hot, gullible teen like Candi would be used so easily? Did he care? Did he not want her for himself? Will began to rub his cock along her moist slit again, coating himself in her juices. Teasing the both of them while waiting for an answer.

"He bet me I couldn't find a job and place to live with only $500 and a suitcase. If I won, I could live my life in the city. If I lost, I had to move back home with him, never asking to leave again," Dr. Cross nodded to her explanation. Five hundred was not a lot of money. Most girls would have lost that bet. Candi happened to fall into this Frank's lap, allowing her to stay in the city. Will had the urge to send Frank a bottle of champagne for making this all work.

"Well, you clearly won. Congratulations," Dr. Cross practically growled as he lined himself up at her entrance.

He couldn't help but wonder what her life would have been like had her father won. Would her father use her like the three current men in her life? He must have hoped so. Otherwise, why make a bet like that in the first place. Will suddenly felt as though he should have some sort of meeting with Thomas and Frank. They needed to all be on the same page when it came to Candi's father. The last thing any of them would want would be for the man to come in and take Candi from them. She was too perfect of a cocksleeve to just lose.

"Thank you!" Candi squeaked up at him, clearly proud of herself. That naïve sense of pride on her bimbo face made his member throb and jump. Planning could wait. Questions could wait. Will wanted to cum inside this girl now.

"Now, Candi, to administer the proper medication for LCS, my tool, we can call it a cock, has to penetrate your vagina. It will take quite a hefty amount of pumping to extract the proper dosage, but it's the only way to be done. This can be done in different positions of course, but you will need to take the prescribed amount of medication, we can call it cum, at least three times a day. More doses will only help, but if you miss any it could make your condition flare. Do you understand?" Dr. Cross stared down at her, his face and tone so serious. Inside, he was laughing. He purposely used larger words without pause to confuse the poor girl.

"Um, I think so. I like need my medicine three times a day?" She asked to confirm a little of what he told her.

"That is minimum. If you get more than three, that's good. Less than three, that's bad. To make sure, you will have to tell me everyday how many doses you got. Can you remember to do that?" Will stroked himself as he kept his dick pointed at her entrance. He knew a girl like her would have trouble remembering. Three times is a small amount. Eventually she'll mess up the numbers or forget to tell him enough that he'll insist on seeing her more often to make sure she's getting enough medicine.

"I can try my hardest, Dr. Cross," Candi promised in the best way she knew how.

"Good girl," Dr. Cross smiled and cooed down at her. "Then, let's give you your first dose for today. Ready?" He was. He watched the dumb little slut nod, giving him all the consent he needed. The doctor plunged into that tight, wet cunt, groaning loudly as he sunk himself balls deep in one powerful thrust.

"Oh!" Candi cried out, her back arching slightly off the table. Will panted heavily, holding himself still for a moment inside her. He felt that little barrier break. Sure enough, this girl was a fucking virgin.

"Fuck yes," Dr. Cross groaned as he savored the velvety smooth insides of his so-called patient. He was worried he might cum right away upon realizing he just took his first virgin in years. "So fucking tight," he panted as he slowly pulled himself back to the tip. He could see the proof of what he felt along his length, and made sure his phone recorded the evidence.

"S-something hurt a little," Candi whimpered out to her doctor who was barely paying attention.

"Yes, yes, sometimes it can hurt a little. Like your shot earlier. You trust me though, right bimbo?" Dr. Cross asked evilly as he slid himself back in while rubbing the girl's clit. More whimpers left Candi's mouth as she nodded her head. The clit tease was just enough distraction to the girl's pain for Will to begin thrusting himself in and out of the tightest pussy he'd ever been in.

"I t-trust you Dr. Cross," Candi managed to say between more whimpers and grunts as the doctor slowly picked up his pace. The power of his thrusts hard every time.

"Good girl. Trust your doctor. Now, no more questions. I want to make sure I give you all the medicine you need," Will panted out between grunts and thrusts into her. He stopped rubbing her clit as frequently, just stroking over it every few thrusts or so to keep her wet and needy as he used her like the toy she was born to be.

Dr. Cross watched those perky tits of hers bounce with every powerful thrust into her. Fucking those first had been sensational, and he knew he would fuck those every few sessions as well. He watched as the girl tried to stay quiet and still, laughing internally at that struggle. He wondered if she would wake up to him doing this to her while passed out after choking on his cock. Just the thought made his dick pulse inside her, which made Candi let out a soft moan.

"Wrap your legs around me, bimbo. It helps me get deeper," Dr. Cross commanded. Candi immediately complied, wrapping her long tan legs around the doctor as he ground into her pelvis with every thrust. Her legs slightly raised from where they were dangling before, truly allowing him to go deeper. Will threw his head back, groaning and cursing as he plowed into her harder and faster.

Indiscernible noises escaped that pretty pink mouth of hers as he rammed into her previously virgin cunt over and over. He held onto one of her thighs wrapped around him to give him even more leverage. Her hips began to buck to meet his, displaying that she was getting pleasure from this too. Good. He wanted her to get some pleasure. Just enough. But when he saw her building up and up to her crescendo, he stopped. A sick satisfaction taking over as her orgasm receded before it began. Her fluttering, oblivious eyes opening in confusion to the lack of release. As soon as she came down enough, the doctor began to pump again.

While he loved the art of edging his dumb blonde victims, he didn't want to waste anymore time. Will grabbed both of Candi's legs and put them onto his shoulders, leaning down so a hand lay on either side of the voluptuous teen. Then, he started to bang what little brains the girl had right out of her. Skin slapped against skin. The wet sounds of sin filling the office of the dirty doctor. Grunting, panting and other noises coming from both individuals as he used her pussy.

Will wrapped his arms under her shoulders, holding her in place. His body dwarfing hers as he held her in place and bent in half. He ignored any sounds of protest or complaint, unsure if those were even the sounds coming from the teen slut anyway. His primal urges releasing as he fucked her like a madman.

"Here it comes," he growled out, his hips moving more erratically as he reached the peak he would never allow her to reach. "Fuck!" He yelled as he released a torrent inside Candi's womb. A risk he would never take if not for the shot administered earlier. "Take it all you fucking bimbo!" He grunted as he pressed his hips into hers again, releasing more ropes of cum inside her. He'd already cum from this girl twice today, so the amount of cum he filled her with now surprised him.

After many more thrusts and grunts, Dr. Cross was indeed thoroughly spent. Something about this girl really made him empty his balls every time he came. Yet, he seemed to be able to give her more. Would that be the case every time? He hoped so.

Candi lay there, breathless and out of sorts. Dr. Cross held himself inside her, staying on top of her, keeping her all bent, for quite some time. Occasionally, he would move his hips again, but never say anything. Getting her medication turned out to be a far more intense experience than she thought it would be. Dr. Cross did say her condition was severe, so maybe that was why it was so intense. She began to wonder if every time would be so intense, or if Thomas would give her the cum with his cock differently.

"Good girl," Dr. Cross finally mumbled in Candi's ear after a circling of his hips. "The first time is always the most intense and sometimes painful. You did it though. You took all that cum inside you like a good girl," he panted as he extracted himself from her body. He dropped her legs back down to dangle over the edge as he reluctantly pulled himself out of her.

"Thank you, Dr. Cross! I'm so glad you found my LCS and are gonna help me cure it!" Candi squeaked out gratefully. Her doctor patted her ass with a condescending smile.

"Of course, little bimbo. That's what good doctors like me are for. Now, Frank will be added to approved treatment providers, but only after I talk with both him and Thomas about this new treatment. You don't need to tell them all the details, I will." Candi nodded up at him as he flashed a sinister smile. He would only tell them that she needs a cunt full of cum along with whatever else they've been doing, but hopes that some days won't equal three times often enough that he gets to start seeing her everyday too.