Chronicles Of Darla Ch 07

In her dream, she heard the door of her apartment close, and the sound of his footsteps walking into the living room. She was waiting in the position he had instructed her in- in front of the couch, in the middle of the carpet. With the exception of the silk scarf that covered her eyes, she was completely naked, on her knees and sitting back on her heels with her knees stretched familiarly wide apart. Her hands were clasped loosely behind her back leaving her firm up-tilted breasts with her smooth shaved pubis in full view.

Darla felt Pierre's fingers trail across her cheek and along her bare shoulder. "And how is my little slave today?" he murmured.

"Mmmmm" purred Darla. "I'm hot for you as usual."

Darla then heard Pierre sit down in front of her and felt a shiver of pleasure run through her as she imagined him watching her.

In her dream, Pierre could clearly see the bare skin of her pussy lips that were gently parted to expose the wet interior. Pierre smiled, and then reached forward to take Darla's nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Darla moaned softly as her dominant dream lover took control of her nipples and rolled them slowly in between his fingers. In real life, her nipples were one of the most sensitive parts of her body and Pierre knew it.

"Are you ready for an adventure tonight?" asked Pierre quietly.

"Mmmm hmmm" murmured Darla.

"All right then, I want you to go up to your room and get into your submissive position on the bed and wait for me," said Pierre as he reached forward and pulled the blindfold from her eyes.

Darla, even her deep sleep, felt a shiver run up her spine. Immediately she rose to her feet and made her way upstairs feeling Pierre's eyes on her rolling buttocks as she walked. Once in her room, Darla knew just what position Pierre meant. She got up on her bed on her knees with her feet just over the edge of the bedspread and her back to the open door of her bedroom. She placed her knees very wide apart then bent forward at the waist to rest her head and shoulders on the bed and arch her back deeply to leave her bottom up in the air offered to her lover. As Darla slept she still could feel her rock hard nipples rub gently on the bedspread, as she reached back with both hands, placed them on her buttocks and pulled them firmly apart. She felt her pussy lips part slightly and the gentle air currents in the room reminded her that her crinkled rear opening was now lewdly splayed open for "inspection".

She had only been there for a moment or two when Darla heard Pierre's footsteps following her up the steps. Pierre did not immediately enter Darla's room although he could see her from the hallway. Darla then heard Pierre opening the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and knew for a certainty what he was looking for. Her anus clenched involuntarily in anticipation, as Darla heard Pierre enter her room and open a drawer directly behind her. She had no doubt it was her new "toy" drawer which contained the various sex and bondage devices she had collected after Pierre had left her in real life.

Pierre moved to Darla's side so she could see him. As she expected, a tube of KY was in one hand. It looked like one of her butt plugs was in the other. Pierre then opened the tube of lubricant and poured a dollop onto his fingers leisurely covering them in the slippery gel.

"We're going out for our adventure tonight." he smiled at her.

"Mmmmm" Darla moaned, "Sounds like you've got hot plans for me."

Pierre chuckled, "Yes, I think I've outdone myself tonight."

Pierre then walked behind her, as Darla closed her eyes, waited for the inevitable. However, Dream Pierre waited a moment, knowing that her anticipation and heat were building, even though he wasn't touching her. Darla's anus was now spread wide open and Pierre watched as it clenched and relaxed despite herself. He then reached forward and held just the tip of his finger up to the tight brown ring, which caused Darla to gasp at the cool imaginary touch of the lubricant on Dream Pierre's imaginary finger. Pierre then held his finger there, making tiny minute circles over the sensitive flesh, knowing that the sensations for Darla would be intense.

Darla was on fire as she held her breath while feeling each tiny movement of Pierre's finger all the way through her body. Her whole dream consciousness was now centered on that tiny part of her anatomy, and with a slow but firm motion, Pierre slid his finger past the tight muscles of Darla's anus and deep into her body, as Darla let out the air she'd been holding in one long Awhoosh."

Dream Pierre held his finger deep in the rectum of the submissive Darla, letting her catch her breath for a moment before slowly twisting his finger back and forth as he pulled it from her. Darla's body trembled at the all to real imaginary sensation. It was as if every one of her nerve endings had taken up residence in her bottom. Dream Pierre then added more lubricant and slid his finger deep into her again, which in turn caused Darla to arch her back in pleasure.

Pierre then picked up the rectal plug and rested the tip against the slippery opening of Darla's exposed anus. He paused for a moment then slowly pressed the plug in. The five inch plug got wider and wider until the widest part of it stretched Darla about an inch and a half open. Darla's breath was a little ragged now.

Dream Pierre twisted the plug slightly, pushing it in another half-inch and then let the muscles of Darla's anus pull the remainder of the plastic toy into her body. "Mmmmm, I'm so hot for you," said Darla as she let her hips sway back and forth. The imaginary feeling of the firm plastic intruder deep in her body was all at once naughty, intruding, and hot.

"Now, go put on your white dress, you know, the tight and short cotton one." Dream Pierre said.

"Stockings and garters too?" Darla asked.

Pierre chuckled. "No, just the dress and heels and, of course, this," he said tapping on the end of the plug with one finger.

Darla pulled the thin cotton dress over her head. In her dream it was one of Pierre's favorites. The form fitting dress molded her body perfectly. Her nipples pushed hard at the thin material. Darla knew that if anyone looked directly at them, they'd be able to see her dark areolas.

The end of the imaginary plug was now grasped firmly between Darla's buttocks but the length of it deep in her body shifted with every movement.

"I'm ready," she said.

"Great." said Dream Pierre, "Let's go."

Darla gasped as her bare bottom touched the cool leather of the passenger seat in Pierre's car, "Ooooh, a little cool."

Pierre just smiled.

"Can you tell me where we're going?" asked Darla.

"Just be patient. You'll know very soon."

The drive, in Darla's dream, lasted only a few minutes and ended up in the center of some unknown city.

"Here we are." smiled Dream Pierre as he helped Darla out of the car.

Darla's heart was pounding. What would happen here?

Dream Pierre held her hand and walked Darla into an imaginary high-rise office tower. The imaginary rectal plug was now deep in Darla's body as it rolled and shifted at every step. Although it was dark, there still a few people moving in and out of the building.

Dream Pierre and Darla waited for an elevator and then got in, as he pressed the 18th floor button. Taking her by the elbow, he moved Darla around. "Stand in the corner like a good little girl." he said. Darla shivered as she did so, and went to stand submissively in the corner of the office elevator.

However, to her shock, Pierre reached down and pulled the cotton dress up to her waist.

"Pierre!" exclaimed Darla.

"Shhhhh. Be a good girl and don't move." he said, patting her bare bottom affectionately.

Thank God they were alone on the elevator, thought Darla. She listened to her heart pounding and knew that she was blushing furiously at the sensation of being so exposed. But before she knew it, Darla heard the bell for their floor and felt the elevator slowing before Pierre finally said, "Ok. You can cover yourself."

With a sigh of relief, Darla pulled her dress down over her hips and below her buttocks and turned around. Pierre led Darla down the 18th floor corridor and finally into a waiting room.

"Pierre, what's going to happen here?" asked Darla in a nervous voice.

Pierre chuckled, "Nothing too serious sweetheart, I'm just making sure you keep your body in its best shape for me so you're here for a quick checkup."

"What!" said Darla, "but..., but...."

"Miss, please follow me." A nurse's voice had broken in on Darla's protests, and before she really had time to think about it, Darla was being led through a door and down a long and dark corridor. With the exception of the nurse, the office seemed empty. After following the nurse down the long and dark passage way, Darla was finally led into a large examining room.

"I'll be checking your weight and height first," said the nurse, "Please take off your clothes."

Darla waited for a moment, hoping the nurse would leave the room or at least turn her back, but it was not to be. She stepped out her heels first and felt the cold tile beneath her feet. Using both hands, she pulled her thin dress over her head. Darla blushed as she felt the nurse's eyes on her smoothly shaved pubis. The nurse directed Darla onto the scale, and she was careful to keep her bottom turned away from her. Although the end of the rectal plug was mostly concealed between Darla's round buttocks, she was sure the nurse would see it if she turned.

Once Darla's height and weight were recorded, Darla thought the nurse might leave perhaps giving her a chance to get rid of the plug, but again it was not to be.

The nurse opened a second door and motioned Darla to enter, as she kept her buttocks tightly clenched. This examining room was slightly larger and was set up with the examining table in the middle of the room instead of off to the side.

"Up on the table please." said the nurse.

Darla lifted herself into a sitting position on the leather-covered table, feeling the plug push even deeper into her as she sat on it.

A moment later the door opened and an older man in a white lab coat entered.

"Hello Darla, I'm Doctor Anderson, I'll be giving your examination today."

Darla was instantly alarmed. The doctor was the same one who had performed her last physical at the clinic before she began her job at the hospital. However, before she could protest, Dr. Anderson went about his business of checking her heart, reflexes, eyes, ears and throat. Through it all, the nurse had sat quietly and Darla had almost forgotten about her.

"Ok, lie back please," said the doctor, and Darla started to do so, she realized that the rectal plug was still in her.

"Uh...uh...no, wait." she started but the doctor had already pulled the steel stirrups up and was pulling her left ankle into one.

'Oh God!' thought Darla, 'He's going to see EVERYTHING!'

In a moment the other foot was snugly settled into a stirrup and the doctor had dropped the end of the table under Darla's buttocks, leaving her completely exposed. Doctor Anderson reached over and turned on the bright floodlight at the end of the table.

"Hmmmmm." he murmured interestedly.

Darla squeezed her eyes tight. She felt her face flush hot with embarrassment and knew the blush was sliding down her face and onto her upper chest to the tops of her breasts. She had never been so embarrassed.

Darla felt the stirrups being adjusted. They were stretched a little wider and pulled a little closer to her body. Darla felt her buttocks and pussy spread even wider for the doctor's inspection.

Doctor's Anderson's hands felt warm at the top of her thighs.

"Hmmm, nicely shaved lips." he said as his hands slid higher and gently rested a thumb on either side of her smooth pussy. The doctor pulled his thumbs apart, peeling open Darla's pink, wet interior.

"Hmmm, yes, you seem sexually aroused Darla." he said. Sliding his thumbs higher, Dr. Anderson pulled the head of her clitoris back to expose the sensitive area.

Darla felt the hands slide lower and now the thumbs were resting on her buttocks and pulling them apart.

"And what have we here?" said the doctor. Using his forefinger, he tapped several times on the end of the plug. Each tap seemed to reverberate though Darla's whole body. She could feel his fingers on it now, teasing it, twisting it. "This will require further investigation, I think." he said.

Each touch of the plug was electric and Darla knew her arousal was perfectly visible to doctor and nurse who could see her most intimate parts. Dr. Anderson then grasped the plug and began teasing it from her, pulling and twisting in tiny motions until just the tip held Darla's anus open. With a final slow seductive twist he pulled the device from her completely and laid it aside, as Darla tried without success to stifle a moan. The doctor just chuckled,

"Sensitive hmm? Well a submissive little girl like yourself should be used to that kind of stimulation."

Darla opened her eyes to see the doctor squeezing a tube of lubricant onto his finger. Embarrassed at what was happening to her, she closed her eyes again. The doctor's finger teased around her rear opening much as Pierre's had earlier and then slid in. There was no resistance. The plug had made sure of that. First one finger then two twisted and penetrated the submissive woman's bottom. Darla squirmed.

"Tsk, tsk. Can't have you thrashing all over the table." said the doctor. In a flash, cotton straps were holding Darla's ankles firmly to the metal stirrups. She was helpless, yet the added restraint only seemed to turn her on more.

"Give me your hands Darla." It was the nurse's voice. Darla opened her eyes and saw the nurse right beside her, and without hesitation, she lifted her hands and offered them to the doctor's assistant. She felt her hands being pulled to the head of the table and fastened there. Her breasts were now flattened against her body like little mounds with only her turgid nipples sticking up. The nurse's hand slid down Darla's side, dragging across her left nipple. She felt it, squeezed gently by the nurse as she walked back to the end of the room and sat down.

Darla's body was in a turmoil of sensations. The doctor's twisting, penetrating fingers were pulling out of her bottom.

"We'll be checking your reflexes again," he said as he turned to pick something up. Darla felt the end of something hard touch her now open anus. The doctor pushed and the long thin object disappeared into her slippery rectum. It was longer than the plug but thinner, she thought as her anus contracted down on the foreign object now held in her. Another object was now sliding into her pussy. She couldn't identify it but it was perhaps the size of a small egg, she thought. A third object was resting high on her shaved pubis, almost directly over her clit.

"We're going to watch you have an orgasm Darla", said the doctor, "Given your current state of arousal, you'll be quite helpless to prevent it but just in case, we're going to give you a little help.

The warm fingers on Darla's right nipple made her jump. She looked up to see the doctor putting a clear ointment onto it. Immediately her nipple started tingling. It was warm and not quite tickling, not quite itching. It felt like a dozen tiny insects were crawling all over the nipple. The doctor let go and the already hard nipple stood out further. Darla felt it aching to be touched. She wanted to beg the doctor to take it in his mouth but she bit her lip and moaned softly instead. The doctor was now doing the other nipple and a moment later, both were thicker and longer than Darla could ever remember.

She was squirming harder now, as only her restraints held her to the table. The doctor chuckled and moved back between her legs. A moment later, Darla felt the device in her pussy come alive. It was a vibrator! The device in her ass vibrating also immediately followed it. Darla cried out. She couldn't help herself. The doctor reached up and turned on the final vibrator. The vibrations directly over Darla's clit were too much.

She was bouncing up and down on the table. With another cry she felt herself starting to come. It was all consuming, including every part of her body. Her nipples contracted even tighter and seemed directly connected to her clit, her pussy and her over-excited anus. Again and again and again she came, pulling at the straps that held her. Finally, limp and exhausted, she could come no more. As though from a million miles away, she felt the vibrators being pulled from her and her wrists unfastened. It was a few more minutes before Darla could regain enough composure to open her eyes.

The 'doctor' was smiling at her, "Your Master is going to be proud of you. I'm going to give you a parting gift before you go back with him. Call it a graduation present.” Darla's eyes then widened as she watched him squeeze a little of the teasing ointment onto his forefinger. A moment later she gasped as his finger slid gently but firmly all the way into her bottom. He twisted back and forth for a moment, coating the sensitive membranes of her rectum and anus before pulling out. The sensation was immediate. Despite herself, Darla felt a desire to have her bottom penetrated again. Darla looked down and saw the doctor holding another rectal plug.

"This plug is a little different than the one you arrived with. As you can see it has two ridges, not one and it's a little longer."

Darla felt the plug penetrated her then slowly spread her open but unlike her one plug, when her anus started to clench down, it was spread again until the wider ridge was buried deep in her. The plug only partly alleviated the internal excitement and teasing of the ointment. Darla squirmed several times as her ankles were unfastened and she was helped to her feet. The nurse whose name Darla never knew, then took her by the arm out of the room and back into the room where her dress and shoes were waiting.

"Go stand in the corner Darla. That's a good girl." said the nurse. Darla stood as she had been taught, nose pressed gently directly into the corner, feet apart, hands resting at her sides. With the exception of the end of the plug resting between her pretty buttocks, she was completely naked.

Darla felt the nurse's hand pat her bare bottom affectionately before leaving the room, who then said, "Stay like that and wait for your Master."

Darla then heard Pierre's voice talking to the doctor and nurse but could only catch part of the conversation. The ointment on her nipples had them aching to be squeezed or suckled and the ointment in her bottom made her shift her weight from foot to foot. As she did so, she felt the plug deep in her body shift too. Suddenly Pierre was there, sliding his hands down the length of her back, kissing her neck...

However, before she could move on to the next part of her erotic dream, Darla's telephone suddenly rang, waking her sweaty and horny body up early to the brand new day that awaited her. On the other end was Dr. Chad, whom had informed her that, as a matter of routine, she would have to retake her physical today due to a clerical error, and that, since it was a slow day, he and his nurse would be available to see her right now at his office near the hospital. To which Darla reluctantly agreed, then wrote down the address of the office, and headed into the shower.

Meanwhile, across town, at the office where Darla was scheduled to soon arrive, with the help of the two student nurses that both men had been fucking during working hours, they commenced on preparing for her exam. In planning this exam, the stranger had taken particular care to make the physical look legitimate up until Darla was locked in the stirrups, gagged and bound. The stalker, AKA Dr. Anderson, had spent many hours and days planning for Darla's visit. Not only were he, Dr. Chad, and his nurses, Michelle and Bebe, going to witness the spectacle, but also Pierre, and anyone else who could log onto the Internet.