Chapter 8
Melinda couldn't believe how much it hurt when he jerked the last couple of inches into her gaping open mouth.
She let out a huge puff of air through her flared nostrils and Bernard could feel that hair in the thick pubic patch that grew above his shaft.
Melinda's nose was buried in his pubic hair, which made it even more difficult for the little girl to breathe.
Her throat was on fire with pain and her puffy lips were wrapped tightly around the base of his cock.
She could feel his erect member throbbing inside her.
Melinda's throat went into little spasms that were just short of gagging.
But to Bernard those spasms felt like her tight throat was coming.
He let out a deep moan of pleasure and tightened his grip on the back and sides of Melinda's head.
He was not going to allow her to move her head at all.
He was going to hold her motionless with his firm grip.
"I am now going to give you a savage face fuck!" Bernard screamed.
He drew back his hips until once again only his glans remained inside Melinda's forced open mouth.
He then rammed the whole ten inches back in, and molten fire agony filled Melinda's neck and shoulders.
More tears fell from her eyes with the awful pain.
But Melinda knew deep inside that the pain was worth it.
She was deriving mental pleasure that her nerves couldn't pick up.
She knew that she was truly proving herself as a sexual animal.
She felt her whole body was sexual. She was a complete woman.
She was the total slave woman at that point, and she loved thinking about that.
It made her blush with pride that she had been trained so well so quickly.
The little spasms inside Melinda's throat felt so good on the shaft of Bernard's raging penis that he thought he was going to die.
He realized right away that he wasn't going to be able to fuck her pretty face as long as he had originally thought.
He could tell that she was going to suck the last few drops of come right out of her balls sack.
He worked his cock in and out of her throat smoothly and steadily for only a very short period of time.
His passion was growing in leaps and bounds at that point.
He could feel the come swirling around in his scrotum.
He quickly picked up the pace of the face fuck until it was savage.
He grabbed handfuls of her hair and tugged them very hard.
Melinda thought he was going to tear those hairs out by their tender roots.
But, even though the scalp gave a great deal, he stopped pulling just short of tearing out huge clumps.
"SUCK ME! SUCK ME!" Bernard screamed at the top of his lungs.
Then a magic thing happened within Melinda's body.
She felt the pain in her throat slowly fading away.
It was being replaced by a burning desire, a need to be violated.
She found that she could take his cock in her throat with an amazing minimum of discomfort, and a surprising maximum of pleasure.
He was pumping her face furiously. The fronts of his thighs were striking her face with hard blows.
There was an ugly slapping sound each time he thrust his hips forward.
He hit her nose a couple of times with his humping pubic bone, and this made it even more difficult for the little girl to breathe.
But he could tell he was going to come at any second.
Melinda could tell too. All of his muscles were taut.
His breathing was very rapid and he was starting to make those low grunting noises that would soon grow into a werewolf howl.
"FEEL YOUR FACE GET FUCKED! FEEL YOUR FACE GET FUCKED BY THE POWER OF MY AWESOME MANHOOD!"
Bernard was once again a complete animal. He was a jungle beast, slick and powerful.
He didn't give a shit one way or the other if he hurt her.
He felt nothing other than his own pleasure at that moment.
But he wanted his beautiful slave to taste his come.
He pulled her hair back so that her lips were wrapped around the base of his glans.
His whole body shuddered with the power of his awesome orgasm.
Melinda figured there wouldn't be very much semen for her to swallow.
He had come two times already that afternoon. She figured he had to be close to empty down there between his thighs.
But she had to admit to herself that his balls felt full.
She still had her palm cupped under his dangling scrotum.
She had been giving that sack sharp squeezes throughout the course of the savage face fuck.
Melinda couldn't have been more wrong about there being only a little semen juice.
She really was sucking his balls dry this time, and the first gush of come filled her mouth completely.
She struggled to swallow it all down, puffing her cheeks way out to hold as much come as possible.
But there was just too much and she couldn't swallow it all.
Some of the thick semen dripped over Melinda's pouting lower lip.
It ran thickly onto her chin where it swung back and forth before a drop fell onto the examination room floor between Bernard's feet and Melinda's parted knees.
But she managed to swallow most of that first come shot down.
She quickly realized that she loved the flavor of the doctor's come.
It was hot and reminded her of the ocean when the tide was out.
She had only been to the ocean once, when she was fifteen, but she remembered the smell vividly.
His come was thick, salty, and a little bitter. It was hotter than Melinda had imagined it would be.
The second spurt of come was not as plentiful and Melinda had no trouble drinking it down completely.
The best thing about the wads of hot fuck cream was that they soothed Melinda's burning throat tissue.
Her throat had been burning horribly just before Bernard blew his load, but the come was making that burning go away.
It was as if the big man's silver seed were actually a medicine, designed especially to relieve sore throat.
She figured anyone who was smart enough to bottle Bernard's come and sell in in the drug store as a cough medicine would surely make a lot of money.
Then Melinda decided that perhaps that wasn't a very good idea.
There were some things that were just meant to be swallowed hot.
She figured that even Bernard's come wouldn't taste very good cold, and it would probably lose a lot of its medicinal effect.
She swallowed the rest of his come and slowly pulled the head of his cock out of her mouth.
His cock had begun to get flaccid but the head was still mostly engorged.
It felt great for Melinda to close her jaw. Her jaw had become a little stiff from having mouth so far open for so long.
She parted her lips just far enough to stick out her tongue.
She could see that there was a tiny bead of come still at the tip of Bernard's cock, hanging from the piss hole.
The tip of his cock wanted to point downward but Melinda held the dwindling shaft aloft with her fingertips.
She ricked away that bead of come with a single swipe of her tongue.
She could see that there was some come along the side of his cock also.
The come there looked watery and it had a couple of bubbles in it.
She used the flat part of her tongue to lick that clean also.
She then remembered the come that had spilled over her bottom lip onto her chin.
She used a broad sweep of her tongue to lick this away.
Then all of the come was warm in her belly where it belonged.
"You may stand up now, my beautiful slave," Bernard said.
His voice had mellowed and he sounded more like his old self.
Melinda's muscles were very cramped, and she winced as she slowly rose to her feet.
She felt like a little old lady as she straightened her knees.
She felt as if all of her joints needed to be oiled at that moment.
"Now I told you I would explain something to you," he said. "You wondered why you would not want to run to the police when you got out of here.'
"Oh I wouldn't run to the police, sex master. I want to come back to you again and again so I can learn more about becoming a sex slave."
"How do I know that I can trust you. How do I know that the pain in your ass-hole won't keep you awake tonight and piss you off."
"I know it won't, master, I just know it won't. If the pain in my ass-hole does keep me up it will only bring fond memories of the pleasure you gave me when you reamed my butt so hard for so very long."
"Ah, but when you are in my business it pays to be very careful. One slip up and this place could be shut down by the law in a second.'
"But you provide such a wonderful service, master. You teach women how to truly please men!"
"I'm afraid, my dear slave, that not everyone would look at it that way. There are many who don't approve of the training sessions we perform here. It is very important that our clients are discreet about their visits."
"No one knows I'm here. Except for my friend Sally. I won't tell anyone else, I promise!"
"Well, sweet Mindy, I have taken a few precautions to see to it that you will keep your word.
"In three corners of this room up by the ceiling, I have mounted cameras. There are two movie cameras and one taking still frames. They will be developed and prints will be available to you within a couple of hours. They will show, in perfect focus of course, me shoving my big cock again and again into your ass-hole, accompanied by your moans of pleasure. I wonder what your husband would say if he saw those films."
"He would kill me. Oh please, master, don't show them to him."
"I won't if you keep your word and keep your visits here a complete secret."
"I promise. I wouldn't have told anyone anyway."
"But we are both sure that you won't tell anyone about them now that you know about the photographs. Now, let me slip a robe over your shoulders and put on my pants and coat."
"Where are you going to take me, master," Melinda asked, tilting her head a little to one side.
Her face was wide-eyed and innocent. It was obvious that she worshiped him by the expression on her face.
"I am going to take you to the shower room It is time that we cleaned ourselves up you see. I have paper work to tend to and you have to get home to make dinner for your husband. I suggest that you do not allow him to have sex with you until the wounds you have received today have healed."
"Oh that would be very nice. Will you shower with me, master?"
"I will be with you for the first portion of the shower. For the second part I will stand back and watch."
Melinda didn't understand quite what he meant by that, but she figured she had asked too many questions already.
She didn't want to press her luck with her sex master when he seemed to be in a very good mood.
What Melinda didn't know was that a lot of women who visited the clinic found what took place in the shower room to be the most painful part.
Indeed, Bernard Shakey's two part shower was considered devastatingly humiliating by many of his clients.
That was the reason it was so effective and so popular.
He quickly put on enough clothes to walk in the hall and slipped a paper robe over Melinda's shoulders, instructing her to pull it closed and fasten the paper belt around her waist.
He pulled the key to the examination room cabinet and unlocked the slim door, They stepped out into the hall together and Bernard led the way to the shower room.
He walked with his broad shoulders back and his chin high.
Melinda walked exactly three paces behind him with her hands folded in front of her at the waist.
She kept her head bowed. She wanted to look like an obedient slave in the hall.
Three doors down the hall was the shower room. They entered and Bernard locked the door behind him once again using the same key.
While Melinda's eyes were diverted he hid the key once again.
They quickly disrobed and stood next to the bathtub.
The shower room looked like an oversized household John.
The walls and the floor were covered with white tiles.
The ceding had been painted white and was starting to crack up in the corners.
There were many fluffy towels hanging from chrome racks along the walls.
The sink and the tub, as well as the toilet, were made of white porcelain.
There was a baby blue bath mat next to the tub to step out on.
In the corner was a chest with a gold lock on it.
Melinda couldn't help but wonder what was in the chest.
The shower curtain was plastic and clear, and Bernard pulled it back so he could turn on the faucets.
He turned on both faucets and adjusted the temperature, judging with his fingers, until it was just right.
Then he turned the knob in the center and the shower blasted needles of spray into the tub.
Melinda looked up at the rings that held the shower curtain to a chrome pole above her head. There was a clamp between two of the rings and Melinda wondered what it was for.
The two of them stepped into the shower and kissed passionately.
They tenderly washed each other with plenty of soap.
They paid special attention to each other's private parts.
When they were all soaped up they rinsed. Melinda winced as the water hit her sore cunt and ass-hole.
She noticed some pain in her breasts and nipples when the water struck them.
But the water seemed to help her wounds a lot, and she felt quite refreshed by the time she was completely rinsed off.
Bernard stepped out of the shower and began to dry himself off with a big white towel.
Melinda started to follow him out of the tub but he blocked her path with a strong forearm.
"No you stay in the tub. That was the first part of the shower. You will receive the second part of your shower by yourself," Bernard said, and his face turned into an evil smirk.
"But I don't understand, master. I am very clean," Melinda said.
"Ah yes, my sweet slave," Bernard said with a small chuckle. 'You are clean on the outside. But your inside is still very dirty. We have to shower your inside now. You are going to get the biggest enema of your life!"