Beverly Hill’s Therapeutic Medical Ch. 11

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Anal Etiquette Prequel: Beverly Hill’s Therapeutic Medical Day Spa

By: Lord Odie

The Obligatory Disclaimer

The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are consenting adults over the age of 18. They are also BDSM professionals and good at what they do. So please, don’t try anything that you’re about to read at home, if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying things at home, please send all pictures and feedback to me about the experience. If I can’t stop you, I can at least make sure you’re doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.

11. Charity Auction

The Spa’s Charity Ball was an event exclusive to the Spa’s clientele and employees who were regularly treated on the 4th floor or higher, and their spouses or significant others – basically, everyone who knew what the Spa was really all about. The whole event was a serious black-tie affair. While all the LBDs (little black dresses) were obviously on the sexy side, for the most part there was nothing that could be considered untasteful or explicit. At least, not until later in the evening…

The event was held at a luxury estate – that more resembled a five-star hotel – in a remote part of the Rockies a few hours away from L.A. – with incredibly tight security. The festivities started with a $100k a plate dinner, followed by a short speech from Dr. Antonio Vergara. Most of the wait staff would be let go after dinner after clearing the tables, but those who remained had been heavily vetted and had signed very strict NDAs. After that, everyone was welcomed to mingle and observe some demonstrations around the mezzanine of new treatments that would be introduced to the Spa’s upper levels in the coming year. At this point, some of the more experienced nurses would strip out of their LBDs to man the demonstrations. Other nurses were standing by at each demonstration to take early reservations from clientele who were interested in experiencing the new treatments firsthand; for an extra $50k donation, of course. To keep the competitive spirit alive, each new treatment was limited to only the first ten paid early reservations. The evening culminated in the Ball’s marquee event hosted by Dr. Penélope Vergara: a charity auction. All proceeds would go to a worthy charity of the upper management’s choice.

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For the past few hours – after serving dinner – the Spa’s nurses had been mingling with the clientele to chat them up and serve them drinks. A well lubricated crowd places more and higher bids, after all. All the nurses who were not actively demonstrating treatments were dressed identically: white garter belt with white stockings, a white push-up quarter-cup shelf bra, white high heels, and their normal little white nurse’s hat. In addition to the lingerie, each woman’s nipples were capped with strong guillotine-style clamps that had been tightened down hours before and no one was allowed to touch. Also, not touched was the thick catheters locked into each woman’s urethra and blocking the evening’s urine inside sloshing bladders. Each woman had a large dildo locked into their rectums equal to their maximum size. The outlines of these monstrously large dildos were easily visible underneath their stomachs from their pelvises to up and underneath their rib cages. They’d been stretching for weeks in preparation for the evening for their special dildos.

The Spa’s annual Charity Ball had been in full swing for about 3 hours. Finally, it was time for the auction. Penélope stepped up to the podium’s mic and tapped on her wine glass for attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the auction. Please take your seats. Nurses, please come up to the stage and get ready to be auctioned.” Her announcement was met with hearty applause and organized chaos as people made their way to their places. Almost all of the nurses would be getting auctioned tonight. A dozen or so would remain un-auctioned to supervise the weekend’s festivities and provide and medical attention to situations should they arise – which they almost always did when you mixed copious amounts of alcohol with extreme BDSM.

As the dozens of nurses made their way to the stage, Penélope admired the obvious outline of the plugs’ large, rough pyramid nubs that ran their entire length against toned abdomens. The last two inches before the base of each dildo had smaller and more numerous pyramids mecidiyeköy escort designed to really grind into their sphincters. Basically, all the nurses looked like they were hiding pinecones in their bellies. Each nurse also had a nice little bulge where their un-relieved bladders sat. They’d all been fitted with their dildos early that afternoon and Penélope knew that each and every one of them were probably quite sore at this point in the evening; and really needed to piss!

The half dozen or so nurses who had been demonstrating the new treatments had been left bound to their devices. The attending nurses who had been collecting early reservations had been sure to turn the treatments up to maximum power before making their way to the stage to be auctioned.

“And I’d like to thank our German toy supplier for their new punishment dildo design that we’re all modeling for you tonight,” Penélope continued pointing to the spiked outline of the massive dildo lodged in her own rectum. She wore an ensemble identical to her nurses, save for her lingerie was black instead of white. “And I see most of you have already raided your swag bags and are wearing yours as well!” she added to an uproar of laughter from the crowd. As the evening had worn on, almost all of the female patrons had changed out of their LBDs and switched out the dildos they’d arrived with for the new punishment dildos they were given at the door – each sized near to the women’s maximum dilations. Most of the women were now stripped down to sexy lingerie or wore revealing or transparent form fitting evening dresses. The thick, spiked outline of the new dildos were obvious on almost every woman’s stomach.

“We’ll start the auction in a few minutes while our nurses get ready,” she added. Off to the sides of the stage, the nurses had paired off to fit each other with white leather armbinders. After locking their partner’s arms behind their back so that elbows touched and shoulders were wrenched backwards painfully, a small lock was placed at the binder’s top belt and the keys were tossed in a bowl that was passed around. The binders would stay locked in place all weekend. Once that was done, the nurses paired off again and repeated the process. This continued until only the nurses that were not being auctioned remained unbound.

Finally, Patricia and Heather came up to stand next to Penélope at a table filled with items. Penélope nodded and began, “Thank you all for coming again. Our first auction is for one of our newer nurses. Kaylee Boden decided to start undergoing treatments after only 5 weeks of employment and she has come a long way in the last 6 months.” The audience applauded as a bound Kaylee made her way up to the podium. She came to stand between the redheaded twins as they locked a ring gag behind her teeth that stretched her mouth wide open painfully. Then Patricia fitted an inflatable ball gag into the mouth hole and pumped it up while Heather attached a rubber tube to Kaylee’s catheter. The clear tube was then attached to the base of the ball gag and then immediately turned yellow as the evenings stored up urine was drained straight into Kaylee’s defenseless mouth. The audience could see the young blonde nurse’s throat struggling to swallow the flood of liquid while her over-filled bladder drained itself. Behind them, on the stage’s large projection monitor, a silent recording from one of Kaylee’s recent treatments began playing. Onscreen, Penélope sat between Kaylee’s widely spread legs and worked a fist deep into her bottom nearly up to her elbow. The Latina’s closed fist could be seen working deeply underneath the blonde nurse’s stomach.

“Do I hear $100,000?” Penélope asked happily as Patricia and Heather stood to either side of Kaylee.

“$100,000!”

“$200,000!”

“$250,000!!!”

“$250,000? Do I hear $300,000?” Penélope asked. “$250,000 going once. Going twice. Sold, to the busty brunette in the third row whose husband is adjusting her nipple clamps!” The audience applauded. Penélope was happy. She hadn’t expected the young nurse to go for as much as she did! The clientele normally only bid up the more experienced nurses.

Behind her, Patricia and Heather quickly packed Kaylee into mobile transport. The transports were basically modified handcarts. Kaylee sat on the bottom shelf and the base of her dildo was mated to the waiting hard point. Her legs were then pulled up and back to be level with her shoulders and locked in place. Finally, the motor mounted on the back of the handcart was turned on and the massive pyramid-spiked dildo lodged in Kaylee’s rectum began to turn back of forth. The shapes of the pyramids began moving sideways across her toned abdomen as the dildo ground into her rectum. The ball gag kept her cry of pain silenced for the beşiktaş escort most part. Patricia then moved Kaylee off to the side of the stage, parked the transporter, and grabbed another one for the collection of empty handcarts – one for each nurse being auctioned tonight. She returned to her position just as a busty brunette nurse came up to be next.

“Next up, we have Emily…”

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“$2.25 million going once? Come on, people! This is for charity! This is a package deal for both Patricia and Heather both! Going twice? Two submissive, masochistic redheads who frequent the 10th floor for their treatments? They both have delicious 36J breasts that love to be abused!” Penélope added hoping to push the bid just a little higher. Behind her, the identical redheaded twins were still trying to swallow all their built-up urine as they waited for their sale to be finalized. On screen, both women were undergoing the final minutes of their last Bounce Therapy last week. Their bodies slammed up and down onto massive, roughly veined dildos as their massive, weighted tits slapped each woman in the face and stomach. Their ruined, gaping butt holes didn’t even try to close as the dildos ripped in and out of them.

Two other nurses had stepped up to prepare the twins for the second to last auction of the evening. “$2.25 million going three times? Sold, to the gentleman in the first row and his lovely wife; both of whom I know first-hand know how to treat a lady!” The room burst into applause as Penélope blew the man and woman a kiss. Patricia and Heather were then mounted onto mobile transporters and moved to the side with the other waiting nurses. Dozens of bound and gagged nurses now lined the stage – the outlines of rotating torture dildos were clearly visible on each tautly bound and painfully stretched stomach. The first unbound nurse returned with the last empty transported while the second approached Penélope with a black arm binder. Penélope was quickly bound, gagged, and soon her mouth was overflowing with her own urine as her bladder was drained. Her husband calmly walked up to the podium for the last auction to loud applause. He had been sitting at the front table, chatting up Hazel Benedict – who had come to the auction stag.

“Finally,” Antonio began once the applause had died down, “Dr. Penélope Vergara! I can tell you right now that few women in this room can match the need for the most extreme anal debasements as my beautiful wife. She positively lives to have her nether hole stretched and pounded!” As if to accentuate his statement, the stage’s screen came alive with Penélope strapped down to the standard treatment frame. She was affixed to a Powered Dilation machine. A redheaded nurse recognizable as either Patricia or Heather sat at the controls and worked levers to force the slightly tapered cone deeper and deeper into her boss’s over-stretched behind. The busty nurse stopped every few seconds to wipe sweat from Penélope’s brow as the older Latina cried out silently in obvious pain and torment. With her free hand, Patricia/Heather began working Penélope’s cunt with skilled fingers as she advanced the cone farther into the destroyed hole.

“Do I hear $250,000?” Antonio began.

“$250,000!”

“$500,000!”

Antonio smiled. This was going to be a good auction.

Up and up the price went. Penélope finally ended up going for $3.5 million to none other than Brooke Knowles and her fiancée, Mindy! It was a good auction and Antonio was happy.

“Just a reminder, please pick up your winnings before midnight tonight. Until then our nurses – and Dr. Vergara, of course – will wait for you on stage and enjoy their new torture dildos. If you haven’t already signed up for openings in the estate’s dungeons, I recommend you do so quickly as there are only a few slots left open this weekend. Of course, if you prefer to enjoy your winnings in the ‘privacy’ of your own rooms, as usual, you will find them generously stocked with almost anything you need.”

‘Privacy’ in as much as every inch of the estate was covered by constantly recording, closed-circuit cameras both for the nurse’s safety and for potential blackmail.

“If you need more specialized equipment, please don’t hesitate to contact the concierge and ask. Once again thank you all for your generous, tax-deductible contributions,” Antonio continued. “Have a good weekend and keep in mind that your winnings enjoy being treated very roughly. Although, remember to use your winnings responsibly. Good night everyone!” he finished to a torrent of applause as he returned to his table to a very aroused looking Hazel. Some guests were already rushing to the stage to claim their winnings, but most were still busy socializing.

Undressing Hazel with his eyes, the outline etiler escort of the 4.25″ wide, 20″ long pyramid punishment dildo that he’d helpfully lodged in the busty brunette’s rectum a few hours ago was easily discernable through her tight-fitting sheer babydoll nightie. “Shall we retire?” Antonio asked over the dying applause. She nodded and allowed the older doctor to help her stand, and the pair left the ballroom for his private suite.

* * *

A few hours later, Antonio and Hazel laid side by side on an overstuffed couch watching Penélope get worked over in one of the estate’s dungeons on the suites TV. The busty Latina was hanging from her juicy 34G tits while Brooke and Mindy worked two of their fists into her gaping asshole with deep, powerful strokes. Her ankles were still bound behind her shoulders, her mouth was still gagged, and the gag was still connected to her catheter. Brooke was in the process of working a third fist into the abused asshole as Penélope screamed in ecstasy.

“Look like any fun to you?” Antonio asked the younger, brunette client. Upon entering the suite, Hazel had been stripped, arms bound behind her shoulders in a strict reverse-prayer, 36F tits tightly bound at their bases, and an inflatable cunt plug locked into her drenched pussy. Antonio had informed her that it would be anal sex only this weekend as he had inflated the plug up until Hazel started crying out in pain. Currently, Antonio lazily worked his semi-erect – but still shockingly large – cock in and out of Hazel’s butthole after his second orgasm had diminished his desire temporarily. The large cunt plug made Hazel’s normally dilated and useless hole reasonably tight for someone as hung as Antonio.

“The fisting or the breast suspension?” Hazel asked, and then moaned as Antonio’s hand came around and began mashing her defenseless nipple with calculated brutality.

“The suspension,” he clarified.

“I wouldn’t say no,” she said playfully.

That was all Antonio needed to hear. Minutes later, Hazel – with her ankles now securely bound behind her shoulders – was slowly being lowered by a cable attached to her tit bindings onto Antonio’s waiting cock. He programmed the winch to raise and lower the moaning brunette a foot or so up and down at a slow pace. As the winch took over, he grabbed the inflation bulb attached to her cunt plug and started pumping the younger woman up again. He ignored her cries of pain and didn’t stop until the hole his dick was violating was pleasantly tight – probably for the first time in many years for any real male lover.

Ignoring her for the time being, Antonio started channel surfing the goings on across the large estate. Basically, he was using Hazel’s body as a sex toy as he watch live streaming BDSM porn. Antonio didn’t often masturbate, but when he did, he preferred to use women.

Finding a room with something interesting going on, he got comfortable to enjoy the show. Onscreen Patricia and Heather lay side by side on a king-sized bed, their legs still locked behind their shoulders, their bladders now draining into the opposite sister’s mouth, their asses hanging off opposite ends of the bed. Their 36J tits had been tightly bound at their bases and their nipple clamps had been swapped out to much more severe models. All four swollen dark red orbs were covered in marks and bruises. The pair looked like they had very recently been subject to a prolonged caning and whipping session. Considering their hosts, Antonio assumed that was exactly what had been taking place before he had tuned in.

The husband had attached a double-handed handle to Patricia’s new pinecone torture dildo and was slowly working it past the busty redhead’s broken sphincter. Antonio could see its raised pyramids moving back and forth beneath her toned stomach skin. The man gently munched away at the nurse’s puffy and over-stimulated cunt – a torture in and of itself! – as he waited for his cock to stiffen back to fullness for another round at her unstuffed holes. The wife had affixed Heather’s pineapple dildo to a strap-on harness and was raping the moaning nurse’s defenseless nether hole with deep powerful strokes, while her left hand was buried deep in the redhead’s gushing cunt. Both nurses looked to be on the cusp of very hard pain-induced orgasms, as their heads lulled from side to side while they enjoyed the taste of the other’s squirt and urine.

As he watched the action on screen and enjoyed Hazel’s artificially tight asshole masturbate his cock, he thought about this year’s chosen charity. This year, all funds would go to a new executive-only 100′ yacht with an expansive dungeon deck, helipad, numerous recreational craft, and even its own mini-sub. The boat was to be anchored in the Caribbean for time-share vacations. Several of the Spa’s primary investors and doctors had already reserved their two-week slots in anticipation of a good auction turnout. Any excess monies would just be folded into the normal corporate bonus program. If the builders stayed on budget, the charity auction would easily pay for the entire project with a few million extra for bonuses.

All in all, it had been a good evening indeed!

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