(This is a personal fantasy. All characters are 21+. This fantasy involves nonconsent, so skip this work if that's not your thing.)
You're my gynecologist. We live in a society that grants gynecologists the power to choose which women will become freeuse as a career. Gynecologists were the best option for this job because they have intimate access to women's bodies and pussies. They can tell which women will be most enjoyable for men to use.
You've just strapped me down, naked, onto your examination table. It's common procedure for gynecologists in our world to prevent women from interfering with their job duties and so you have free access to our bodies.
You've strapped my hands to a metal loop above my head. There's straps across my chest and over my hips binding me to the table, and a couple holding my legs into the stirrups. It's time for the procedure you most enjoy performing - dominating a pussy so the woman knows to keep her legs spread for men to enjoy.
"I've decided your body is exquisite," you tell me, nonchalantly, as you scribble something on your clipboard. "It's in perfect health. Your tits are perky, your ass is firm, and your pussy looks tight."
I gasp in shock at your language. You've dropped the polite, detached lingo of a medical professional and assumed slang language. I've heard the stories from other women. I know you're no longer looking at me as if I were your patient. Instead you're judging the quality of my body and considering whether my pussy should be made freeuse. I've heard of this happening to other women, of course, but I never thought it could happen to me.
I'm still in shock when you set the clipboard down on the counter and begin unbuckling your belt. You smile at me as you unbutton and unzip your trousers, reach inside, and pull out your hard cock. It's thick, long, and flushed.
"Of course, I'll have to check for myself first. I can't make a professional determination unless I sink my cock into that pussy. Has a man already used your pussy, or did your hymen naturally break?"
I start to cry quietly as you step up between my spread legs, your cock in hand and pointed at my exposed pussy. My nipples are hard and my pussy glistens. I can't help that it's wet.
"Just..just one..." I manage between quiet sobs.
You hum. "Practically a virgin, then. Excellent," you say, staring down at my little pussy. Then you look up at me. "My cock is going to stretch that tight pussy, so be a good girl and tell me what that feels like when it does."
"Noo.." I whimper. "Please don't do this."
Something hard and blunt rubs between my pussy lips. I can hear the sound of my own wetness being stirred. I look down to see you holding your cock, moving it up and down between my smooth pussy lips. The head of your cock separates my little pussy lips and it looks like my pussy lips are suckling your wet cock head.
"This is my favorite part of examining a new pussy," you say, staring me in the eyes. You rest the head of your cock against my tight little entrance. "They pay me to tie you down, spread your legs, and fuck your pussy, and look how wet your pussy is..even though you're crying."
"No, stop," I whisper. "Please stop!"
"Beg me to stop."
"Please, please, I beg you--" I gasp and fall silent as you choose this moment, when I'm begging you not to fuck me, to push the head of your thick cock into my entrance. "Ahh!" I cry out. My body quivers.
You grin, watching my reaction as you penetrate my entrance and stretch my hole. "Good girrrl. You like that? You like my cock in your pussy?"
"No.. please..please take it out," I whimper, even as I feel my pussy walls excitedly flutter around your cock head.
