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gasp.
    “Nurse, please make a notation that the subject reached orgasm from unwanted forcible sex.”
    Samantha drew her hand away from her breast, panting, on the edge of an orgasm of her own. She picked up the clipboard, forced herself back into composure. “Yes, Doctor.”
    He turned to stand near her head, and with one foot, activated a control that lowered the head of the table. He held his foot on the switch until her head was considerably lower than her feet. “Initial questioning of the subject suggested a strong aversion to oral-genital sexual congress. I will now evaluate the subject’s response to forcible oral sex.”
    Eileen turned her head away, whimpering. “No,” she sobbed plaintively. “Please…”
    He placed two fingers on her cheek and gently turned her head toward him. She did not resist; the will to fight seemed gone from her, burned away by the shame of her orgasm. He pressed his gloved thumb into her mouth. Eileen tried to twist away from the invasion, but her strength had left her. He pushed the pad of his thumb against her bottom teeth. She tasted latex. Her mouth opened.
    “Good,” he said. “Just like that.” He stood over her and raised the dripping head of his cock to her lips. “Hold still.”
    He thrust his hips forward. His erection plowed into her mouth. She gagged and choked, overwhelmed by its width, by the heavy, musky taste of her own fluids, by the round head at the back of her throat. He withdrew very slowly, then just as slowly pressed back in, forcing the length of his rigid cock into her mouth until she choked again.
    She sputtered and tried to turn aside. He grabbed her chin tightly and pressed her head down against the table, then slowly, relentlessly, forced his cock deeper. Her struggles grew more frantic. She gagged as her throat worked against the invasion.
    He slipped partway out, allowing her to catch her breath. Tears streamed down her face; she tried to protest, the words muffled and indistinct. He pushed in again, slowly, until she choked once more. He held his cock there, at the back of her throat, as she struggled and wept.
    After a long moment, he withdrew partly again. His grip tightened on her chin, and he began to move in steady, rhythmic strokes, each just a little too deep. She gagged and coughed at every stroke. The nurse watched with rapt attention, hands sliding over her body, touching herself openly, flush with arousal. Samantha’s obvious sexual excitement deepened Eileen’s shame. She squeezed her eyes closed and whimpered around the shaft violating her throat.
    The doctor grunted once, the only outward sign of his climax. His cock throbbed and pulsed, and suddenly Eileen’s mouth was filled with thick, hot, salty goo. She gagged anew, stomach heaving. He held her head tightly and forced his way deeper into her mouth. His cock twitched at the back of her throat, spurting a torrent warm creamy semen. Her throat worked automatically, and she blanched, sickened by the knowledge of what she had just swallowed.
    The cock in her mouth continued to gush. She sputtered and cried as he raped her mouth, filled it completely with his ejaculate. Then, finally, he withdrew, his shaft already softening. She made a wet gurgling noise. White come oozed from the corners of her lips, flowed down her cheeks. She coughed and wept hot tears of shame and disgust.
    The doctor pulled up his pants and re-buttoned his lab jacket. He smoothed his clothes down and turned toward the nurse. “I am now ready to construct a preliminary program. If you please?”
    She nodded, poised her pen over the clipboard as he pulled up the chair and seated himself. He leaned back and folded his arms. “My preliminary analysis is that this subject is suitable for training as a sex slave, though there are outstanding factors that suggest this will be a challenging case.”
    His voice was calmly professional, betraying no sign of the way he had just violated her right there on the exam