Cruel Games

She was trembling with a violent shudder and sobbing bitter tears when the Gynecologist laid her on the operating chair. She was wearing a short, faded nightgown and funny socks with Spider-Man pictures — apparently, she had borrowed them from her younger brother. She was dying of shame and fear and squeezed her eyes shut, clasping her hands on her chest.

— Natasha, — the Gynecologist placed his hand on her knee, — if you tense up, it will hurt much more. You need to relax so the procedure can be as painless as possible.

— Will it hurt a lot? — she sobbed.

— No, — answered the Anesthesiologist, — we'll give you an injection of a very good sedative. Give

me your hand.

The veins on her thin arm were very prominent. He carefully inserted the IV needle, and she quickly fell asleep. Into her other hand he inserted a small syringe and injected a large dose of a powerful stimulant.

— Sleeping soundly? — asked the Gynecologist.

— Won't wake up for at least two hours — and if needed, I have another dose of anesthesia. Listen, where did you dig up this gem? She's acting like a virgin.

— She is a virgin. Look here, — he spread her labia with his fingers. The hole was tiny.

— But how can she be pregnant then?

— How old is she and where did she get the money?

— Relax — she's of age, I checked her passport. Well, the money... I gave it to her. After all, the pleasure is worth it, right?

He winked at the Anesthesiologist.

— Well then... Shall we give the little girl some affection before we hurt her?

— She'll feel good, very good... The little girl will experience an orgasm for the first time. But first we need to tear her, otherwise I won't be able to insert the speculum.

— Maybe you should carefully make an incision instead?

— Listen, you're getting sentimental. I don't like that.

The Gynecologist walked to the cabinet and opened it. Inside was a whole arsenal of dildos, vibrators, and other large items.

— This one, — he reached for the largest dildo, — if we're doing it, let's do it properly. If she gets a boyfriend — he'll just fall right into her.

— Lube her up? She's completely dry.

— It's fine. She's under anesthesia.

He was breathing heavily. In anticipation of the fun, his cock was already standing hard.

He slightly stretched her small lips. With a swing and a strong thrust, he drove the dildo, about 8 or 9 centimeters thick, into her, tearing her hole in several places. He wiped the blood away with a gauze pad.

— Well now, our girl has become a real woman. So, shall we begin?

— God! Couldn't you find someone better?

— It's very difficult, pal. It took me three months to find and prepare her. More experienced women take pills, or at least check with a pregnancy test.

— For me, as always, the breasts, and for you — the sweetest part?

— Pal, that was our deal.

The Anesthesiologist bent down and his lips closed around her erect nipple, while he toyed with the other nipple with his fingers.

The Gynecologist lubricated his finger with Vaseline and, with strong pressure, inserted two fingers into her ass. His lips pressed against her clitoris, also highly erect.

— Ooh, and she's sweet... — they were both already aroused to the limit and couldn't wait for release. — But if you think about it — the girl is actually lucky — many women would give several years of their life to be pleasured by two men at once, and under the influence of such an aphrodisiac too.

Finally, the Gynecologist felt her clitoris and uterus pulsate in orgasm.

— Oh, how good she must feel now...

In a synchronized motion, they pulled down their medical pants and began furiously jerking their cocks.

— I want it in her mouth, — whispered the Anesthesiologist.

— No, don't — she'll have a taste left in her mouth — let's do it on her face.

The Anesthesiologist finished first, releasing a whole lake of semen onto her little face; the Gynecologist wasn't far behind, and they greedily smeared the fluid over her face. After that, they both plopped down on the couch in the operating room and leaned against the wall in exhaustion.

The Anesthesiologist looked at his watch, — well, time to start the operation? I wouldn't want to give a second dose of anesthesia to such a skinny girl, it would be too much for her.

The Gynecologist sat down on the stool between her legs and got to his usual work...

When the procedure was over, the Anesthesiologist woke her up. She looked completely relaxed and peaceful. They called an orderly to take her to the ward and instructed her to definitely sleep for a few hours before she went home.

— Let's go home, pal, work's done for today, — the Gynecologist put a friendly arm around the Anesthesiologist's shoulders, — And remember — now it's your turn to find the next client.