Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2001 22:15:11 -0800
From: J. Ocean <jocean@slip.net>
Subject: My 17th Summer 34

My Seventeenth Summer, Part 34

When my blindfold was finally removed, I was in one of the cabins, tied to
a bed with my legs apart. It was dark and my eyesight was blurry -- I'd
been blindfolded for several hours. Suddenly a figure loomed up out of the
darkness; it was bright and grotesque. My heart leapt into my throat.

The figure stood over me. I felt very vulnerable there, bound with my
pussy exposed, not quite sure where I was or what was going on. As my eyes
adjusted, I saw that whoever it was, she was wearing a white medical coat
and a gray, expressionless mask with a dildo for a nose. Her hair was
hidden in a surgical hair net. In her hands, which were encased in latex
gloves, were gleaming metal instruments. I gulped air, feeling a rush of
fear, realizing that I was at the mercy of a total stranger.

The figure leaned over me, parted my labia, and began to explore me with
the instruments. They were cold and somewhat uncomfortable but not actually
painful. I looked at the ceiling and let my mind wander, just as I do at
the gynecologist's. I felt something scrape against my thigh, and looked
down just in time to see the figure lean over further and begin to fuck me
with her face. The dildo-nose, too, was cold at first, but it warmed as it
plunged into me and out. It started to feel good; really good -- I pushed
forward against it with my hips, grinding my clit against the mask.

Just as I was about to come , though, she pulled out and stood. Through
her coat appeared a long, dangling white strap-on, with which she quickly
and forcefully penetrated me. Laying atop me, she pushed the dildo-nose
into my mouth; I instinctively sucked it, tasting plastic and my own flavor
as she continued thrusting into me. She whispered into my ear: "Say 'Fuck
my pussy, doctor.' "

She removed the dildo from my mouth and I started to obey, just as she
bucked her hips to drive the strap-on deep inside me. My reading of her
line turned into a howl: "Fuck my pussy, doctor!"

Hearing my captor's voice still didn't tell me who she was. Even when she
pulled out of me, pulled open her coat, and removed the strap-on, her
shaved pubis gave me no clue as to her identity. She was medium-tall, with
smallish breasts; thinking back over the body shapes of Madeleine's
friends, my best guess was that it was Diane.

She climbed up onto the bed and straddled my chest. I felt the wetness of
her cunt against my right nipple. She humped that breast, then the other,
reaching behind her to penetrate me with her gloved finger. Then she
brought her bald, dripping pussy to my mouth; the taste was familiar. I
relaxed now into the act of pleasuring her, but was still a little unnerved
by looking up at the mask, seeing the silhouette of the penis-shaped nose.

She spun around a hundred eighty degrees and pressed herself down against
me. I felt warm breasts pressed against my pelvis; the now-cool dildo nose
pushed into me again. As I resumed licking her, she pulled off the mask and
I felt a warm tongue on my pussy and latex-covered fingers on my thighs
pulling me open. After that we quickly built to a sweaty, very satisfying
mutual orgasm.

The woman on top of me disentangled herself and stood up. It was, indeed,
Diane. She unwrapped her brown hair from the net and shook it. She pulled
off the latex gloves and tossed them aside. Walking over to the small table
to her right, she picked up the bottle of whiskey sitting there and took a
long, deep pull. Only then did she return to the bed and untie me.

Diane crawled into bed beside me and pulled a blanket over us. Before long
she was asleep; I was a bit creeped out by the whole experience, though,
and was awake for a good while and then slept fitfully. I woke up right
around dawn and snuck out as Diane snoozed.

* * *

The morning was foggy and chilly, especially since I was naked, so I moved
quickly to locate our cabin and get inside. Madeleine was in bed next to
Kendra, who looked like a sleeping angel. I slid in next to Madeleine on
her other side; she was warm against my cool skin. Madeleine's eyes popped
open. She was momentarily irritated to be awakened by my coldness, but
after a few seconds she smiled and pulled me against her.

She held my head against her neck and whispered in my ear, "How was your
night, honey?"

I whispered back. "It was...it was a little scary."

"I know, Diane's into some weird stuff. This weekend is her chance to
fulfill every fantasy she's come up with all year. But listen," she said,
pulling away from me a little so she could look in my eyes, "everything you
did with her, you did for me. Do you understand? And everything you do for
me, no matter where you do it or who you do it with, brings us closer
together."

I nestled up against her and lay quietly for awhile soaking up her warmth.
I was just about to nod off when the cabin door opened and I turned to
look. It was Tina and Hannah; they were naked and mussed, with Tina's right
ankle chained to Hannah's left. They wrapped themselves in a pile of
blankets at the foot of the bed, and then we all slept peacefully as the
morning drifted away.