Do you like medical fetish phone sex? I was at the hospital the other day visiting a friend. I was not looking for trouble, but trouble always follows me. This sexy doctor was hitting on me. I flirted back figuring it was harmless. I was in a hospital. I was surrounded by people. He asked if he could buy me a cup of coffee. I don’t drink coffee, but I agreed because he was hot. Plus, likely rich if he was a doctor. Little did I know he was a demented doctor. He spiked my coffee. I started stumbling, slurring my words. He took my arm and escorted me to a different part of the hospital. It is still sort of a blur, but I remember being in an exam room. I remember the bright lights and being strapped onto an exam table. My legs were in stirrups. Other people were in the room with us. I think they were doctors. Or at least they were dressed like ones. No rubber gloves. My demented doctor got out a speculum. It looked like it had teeth. Was I hallucinating? I was not. Once he shoved it up my cunt and cranked it up, I started bleeding. I could feel blood gushing out of my pussy. The other men in the room started fucking me. It was like some sick fetish gangbang porn. Men fucking a bloody patient against her will. I was trapped. I screamed, but I was quickly silenced. They fucked me while my cunt was gaped open by a steal trap with teeth. They laughed as they came inside me. Their cum stung the inside of my wounded womb. It felt like some one squirted acid in my cunt. Eventually, they grew bored with me. My demented doctor let me go. Good thing I was in a hospital. I went straight to the ER for medical treatment.
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