Addicted To His Doc In The Box

(Warning to readers - this story contains light femdom, teasing, denial, oral sex and urine ingestion. If any of these topics don't do it for you, you may want to back out and find another story.)

Rory had an unusual problem for a 27 year old man. He had developed erectile disfunction somehow and his interest in sex was diminished. Rory's primary care physician had retired and his practice was taken over by a female doctor. Rory was not comfortable with the idea of discussing his problem with a female doctor.

Since there was an Urgent Care facility not far from his apartment, Rory decided to see someone there rather then the female doctor at his regular clinic. He had heard rumors about health care at a "Doc in the Box", and that many doctors there were temporary. Unless there was a serious condition, most of the doctors treated the symptoms rather than the cause, a practice called "treat 'em and street 'em."

Since walk ins are common, he had to wait a few minutes before a doctor would see him. When he was escorted to an exam room, he had to wait even longer, which is common.

To his surprise and disappointment, the doctor on call was female. Not just female, but a very tall, statuesque and gorgeous woman. Rory was in a conundrum now, but he could think of no other reason for his visit, so he decided to just blurt out his problem when he was asked.

She sat on a rolling chair, and when she crossed her legs, Rory looked at her long legs as she crossed them under her skirt.

"I'm Doctor Miller. Tell me, what's the purpose of your visit today, Mr. Grainger?" she asked with a warm smile.

"It's embarrassing to discuss with a female, ma'am, but I have developed ED and I have lost my interest in sex."

"Do you think you might be gay?"

"Oh, No, ma'am, I only like women but when I see someone gorgeous, and I mean even someone like you, ma'am, I just don't think about sex."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Grainger. One thing that affects men, but not usually those as young as you are, is low testosterone. But usually even men with low testosterone get aroused when they see naked women."

"I used to," Rory answered. He was getting more comfortable. "But even watching porn doesn't get me hard anymore."

"That's interesting. What type of porn did you watch the most?"

"Just regular sex, straight stuff, nothing kinky."

The doctor uncrossed her legs and turned to write something down on the edge of the desk. Her knees were parted slightly and she showed some of her long beautiful legs. Ordinarily Rory would have been hard, just thinking of sex with someone so hot.

"There is a new form of therapy for erectile dysfunction that involves some very unconventional treatment, but for someone as young as you, it might work better than taking testosterone injections or Viagra. However, it's become very controversial and I'm only treating patients at my home to keep it private."

"Is it expensive?" Rory asked.

"No, because it is still basically experimental, so I have not been charging for it."

"If you think that I'm a good candidate, I'd love to be one of your patients."

Rather than write a prescription, she wrote down her home address. "Let's start this evening," she said. "Could you come around by 8 pm?"

"Of course, I'll be there!"

Rory could hardly contain his excitement. Whatever this woman had in mind intrigued him. He finished his dinner, took a shower and arrived at her house right on time. When she answered the door, Rory realized she was even taller in casual clothes. She actually looked down at him.

"Mr. Grainger, thank you for coming; please come in and sit down."

Rory followed her into the living room. Her slacks hugged her buttocks and showed off her muscular upper legs. They sat opposite each other in her living room. Her silk blouse had an open neck that showed enough cleavage to garner his attention more than once.

"All right, Mr. Grainger, I'll get right to it. This treatment requires you to do as I ask without question. Try to remember that I am a doctor, your doctor, and for ultimate results you need to obey me. Can you do that?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good boy. Now sit still, watch, and speak only to answer my questions."

To Rory's surprise, the doctor stood up and began to undress. She watched his face for reactions as she bared her breasts and removed her clothes except for her black thigh high stockings and her high heels. She stood in front of Rory, legs spread and smiled as his gaze focused on her dark pubic patch.

"You're staring at my body; that's a good sign. Have you ever seen a naked vagina, au natural, Mr. Grainger?"

Rory gulped, staring directly at her pussy in front of him. "No, ma'am, not in real life."

"Take your clothes off, Mr. Grainger and stroke your cock; let's see if we can get it hard."

Rory stood, undressed in a matter of seconds and sat back down on her sofa. She stood directly in front of him.

"Good boy, now lean in and smell my pussy."

Rory pressed his nose into her hairy patch and inhaled. He was treated with a faint scent of a sexy perfume. He closed his eyes and then felt her hands press his face into her muff.

"Sniff it! Breathe in the smell of my pussy, Mr. Grainger. That's a good boy, commit it to memory!"

Rory actually felt his cock begin to swell. He inhaled as deeply as he could, and the authority in her voice, coupled with her aggressiveness, began to turn him on.

She released him and sat down on the sofa. "Stand in front of me," she said.

Rory stood in front of her and she tapped the insides of his legs. "Spread, hands behind you."

Rory began to feel stirrings in his groin that had been absent for a long time. He looked down at her as she began stroking his cock and caressing his balls.

"Look directly into my eyes. If you look at what I'm doing, I will stop and you will be punished."

Rory's cock came alive in her hands but he dared not watch as she stroked him.

"I like sucking a cock. Would you like me to suck your cock, Mr. Grainger?"

"Oh, yes, ma'am, that would be wonderful!"

"Of course it would. I suppose you'd like to ejaculate into my mouth or on my tits?"

Rory's breathing got deeper and faster, but her hand was moving slowly up and down his shaft. He actually felt like he could come if she continued.

"Yes, ma'am, you have beautiful tits."

"Well, that's too bad because you can't; I won't allow it. At least not until you've had more treatment."

She used precum to rub around the tip of his cock and he felt the urge to come.

"Please, ma'am, I'm getting very close," he moaned.

"Keep your eyes focused on mine, Mr. Grainger. You can't come yet."

"Please? When can I come, ma'am? I'm really close," he said with a soft whine.

Her hand left his erection but she continued to rub his balls.

"Did you like smelling my pussy, Mr. Grainger?"

"Yes, ma'am, it's heavenly."

"It tastes even better. Maybe I'll let you taste it; would you like that?"

"Oh, God, yes, please, let me taste it."

"Would you rather taste it or would you rather come on my tits?"

Rory struggled but opted to answer honestly. "I really need to come, ma'am."

"Wrong answer," she said coldly.

She put both hands on his erection, her fists twisting back and forth as she stroked the length of his shaft. Rory groaned, leaning up on his toes, feeling the tenseness that comes just before the climax. She took him right to the edge and he squeezed his eyes shut, preparing for the inevitable.

That's when her hands stopped, and she slapped his balls. He cried out as his cock waived in front of her.

"You broke eye contact; that's too bad because I was going to make you come all over my nipples. Now you have to be punished; lie down on the sofa; keep your hands by your side."

Rory groaned with frustration but complied. She positioned herself over him in a sixty-nine position, her pussy just inches above his face. Her hand began stroking him slowly.

"Look at my wet pussy, Mr. Grainger. Any man in your position right now would eat me and want to fuck me, but you don't, do you?"

"Yes! Yes, I do, really, ma'am," he whimpered. His balls were tight and his cock throbbing in her hand.

"I don't believe you, but go ahead and lick me. The closer you get me to an orgasm, the closer you get yourself."

She lowered herself to rest her pussy on his mouth and as her pubic hair caressed his face, he used his tongue every way he could imagine to please her. At one point she used her mouth on the tip of his cock and he bucked his hips up, trying to fuck her mouth. He had come close to orgasm twice already, but she moved her mouth slower and slower.

She took her mouth off of his cock to discourage him. "I bet you'd love to come in my mouth, wouldn't you, Mr. Grainger?"

"Oh, fuck, yes, please suck me off, please, please?" he begged.

Instead she used her fist to slowly stroke his cock, squeezing the tip to make him groan. Rory thought his balls would explode.

"Lick my clit and be nice," she said. Her fist started at the tip of his cock and stroked down the shaft and but then she released her grip when her fist reached the base. Her hand repeatedly stroked only downwards and it was driving him crazy.

He tried to focus on working her clit with his tongue but he struggled. After a very long time, she came, pressing her wet pussy down onto his mouth. He nearly came and would have but she stopped teasing his cock.

When she got up off of him, she let him sit up on the sofa, His cock stuck straight up in the air, veins pulsing in his shaft and the head was purple with need.

"Get dressed; it's time for you to go, Mr. Grainger. I have another patient coming soon. I mean, I have another patient ARRIVING soon. I haven't decided if he will come or not."

She left the room and just as he was finished getting dressed, the doctor returned to the living room. She gave him a small clear vial with a liquid in it. It was pale yellow and the vial felt warm in his hand.

"This is one of the difficult things for a man to accept as part of this treatment. Whether or not you follow my instructions will determine if you are allowed to return for more treatment. That vial has a small sample of my urine. Go straight home, think of me and my body and masturbate as you drink it. Sip it slowly because you will need to come immediately after you have consumed it all."

Rory opened his mouth, but she stopped him before he could speak.

"Remember, you agreed to obey without questions. Ejaculate into the empty vial and bring it back to me tomorrow night. Over the next few evenings, your libido is going to undergo tremendous changes, changes that you will appreciate. Your sex life will return and be better than ever."

She practically pushed him out the door and silently closed it behind him. Rory could tell that his interest in sex had returned and he wanted to fuck this woman no matter what the costs. He hurried home, dropped his pants and boxers as soon as he got inside. He opened the vial, closed his eyes and let the smell permeate his very being.

Within seconds he was hard, and he began sipping the contents. He had never tasted urine before, but thinking about it being HER urine, he didn't even think about the taste. He swirled some around in his mouth with his tongue and swallowed it. He was quickly on the edge.

He felt the inevitable and knew he would come in seconds, so he quickly dumped the rest of the vial down his throat. He pressed the tip of his cock to the opening of the vial and shot his load into it. The force of his stream was so strong that his semen nearly splashed back out of the vial.

Once he had drained himself, he put the cap back on the vial. Later, as he lay in bed, he thought of how wonderful it was to be teased to such a level of excitement, and to be controlled by such a beautiful woman. He wanted more.

Sleep came quickly.