Claudia the Chiropractor - Part 4

With her education and experience she applied for a license as a masseuse, this was flatly turned down. The board took the unprecedented step of sending a report to the other 49 states, in case Claudia decided to move.

She had been right about the nearby town though; the local corner had ruled ‘death by misadventure, suicide’ on the death of the claims examiner Bruce. ‘Ah, that is the town for me.’ She made contact with a realtor in the little town and asked her to watch for that building to come on the market, it was the ideal location for her.

Claudia had to work. Even though she had her school loans paid off, her hobby had meant she didn’t have a very large practice. So, she set about finding a job.

Finally through some contacts she got a trainee position as a service writer in an auto dealership. Claudia was a bit of a tomboy, in her love of tools and gadgets, and was interested in automobiles. This coupled with the doctor’s power to memorize vast amounts of information quickly made her a very good candidate.

The pay was decent, and she got commissions and however much she could mark up jobs beyond the flat rate manual, which made the job even more attractive. Claudia was not above displaying lots of her very ample bosom to get a customer to overlook a high price tag on a simple procedure.

The dealership was a small family run business, with the father as owner and general manager, and his son as the sales-manager. The son fascinated Claudia, he was big, 6’2” 220 lbs, and ruggedly handsome. She wondered if his package was of comparable size, if so he would be a new thrill. The father was not quite as large, but still above average and he seemed like a very pleasant person to Claudia, but extremely sharp. The son on the other hand was handsome articulate and dumb. This last feature kind of made him the better of the two prospects.

Claudia took to dropping by the old man’s office to chat about this or that or ask questions and listen to a long explanation. In the meantime she and the son were exchanging laser glances. She learned the father had made the son the sole beneficiary and heir to the dealership, how nice thought Claudia.

One evening, a Tuesday when the dealership closed early, once again her tickets were fouled up for the day and she was there well beyond closing time. The old man stopped by to ask her what was going on and she explained she was having problems reconciling her daily work reports; nothing ever seemed to match up with her memory of what worked.

He allowed as how this was strange since the last person who had the job had the same problem. Then he asked Claudia to come with him. He led her to the security room where the security VCR’s were. Selecting the write tape, he fast forwarded through it and saw Clay, the service manager going through Claudia’s work station.

“Ah ha.” Said the owner, “That little weasel has been japing you, he must have done it to the other service writer too. I’ll fix his wagon tomorrow.”

“Thank god, I thought I was loosing it, how can I thank you enough.” Exclaimed Claudia.

The boss turned his chair grinned, reached into his lap unzipped his trouser and pulled his prick out. Then he gently pulled Claudia’s head into his lap. “Here’s how.”

‘Why look at the old devil, he wants a blow job.’

‘Whatch gonna do?’

‘Why he is the boss, I’m gonna suck him off, of course.’

‘Nothing else?’

‘Well maybe something, so he won’t make this a habit.’

‘Not his balls.’

‘Good heavens no.’

‘Thank you, you skated on that last one, don’t push your luck.’

Claudia went to work on the boss with her mouth. Frankly he was surprised that she took him in as easily as she did, he had expected to sell her on the blow job. As she sucked she massaged his balls, and when he came she sucked even harder, could she ever clean out his pipes.

“You are quite a man, boss, I liked that now let me do something else for you, lets go back to the your office and I will give the massage of your life.” Said Claudia as she licked her lips clean.

Back in his office she placed the old boy on the couch, after he removed his shirt, tee shirt and trousers. Then she went to work on him, staring just below the waste with both hands she worked upward, pushing and kneading the man’s flesh. After about five minutes she could see the effect as his face and neck reddened. Massaging in this manner increases the blood pressure. Another five minutes and he started to complain of head pain and dizziness.

“Just be quiet boss, and it will all be over soon.” Claudia continued to massage, until she got the desired result, the boss had a massive cerebral hemorrhage. His body twitched and shook, still she kept massaging, the he had a spasm and was still.

Claudia check the pulse, it was irregular and weak. Leaving the boss in that position, she straightened her clothes and left.

‘What the fuck did you just do?’

‘Didn’t want him to make blow jobs part of my job description, so I gave him a stroke.’

‘Oh shit, I can see the needle coming.’

‘Don’t worry, he is over fifty, they will rule it death by natural causes. Even if they get my DNA off his dick, he still just had a stroke, poor old guy was too old to cut the mustard.’

‘Okay I guess.’

Of course Claudia was correct, it was ruled natural causes, when his body was discovered the next morning. No one wanted to go into the bite marks on his little organ, at least he had died in the saddle, as it were. There was a full fledged funeral, and after a suitable period of mourning, Bernie, for that was the son’s name took over as owner and general manager. For her part Claudia thought Bernie lacked the mental capacity to successfully run the dealership, and that he would need the help of a good woman, namely her.

Now, Claudia had two things to accomplish, a little revenge on Clay her supervisor for trying to fuck her up, and snagging the new owner. Snagging the new owner was going to be a trick, as he liked the tall willowy babes, and Claudia was tall, but certainly not willowy. She wanted Bernie to marry her, not carve another notch on his bedstead. As to Clay he had to go, but how and when was still to be determined.

Then came the terrible news Bernie was engaged. Claudia had to do something about this long tall drink of water that was trying to steal her future car dealership. Then the whole plan came together over a hole in the parking lot. Limestone erosion and a faulty drainage pipe had caused the partial collapse of the parking lot, it was going to have to be dug out and refilled and tamped down. This was all explained to Claudia as she came to work at 8 A.M.

“What are the yellow barrels for?” She asked.

“Oh those will be the barrier, then we will fill them with concrete and dump them in the hole before we pave, sort of as reinforcement.” Replied the contractor.

‘I think I heard a bell ring in your head, what are you up to.’

‘I have it all figured out, two birds with one stone and all that.’

‘Just make sure that stone doesn’t bounce of your own head.’

It was not hard getting the fiancée’s address, all Claudia had to do was ask at what store’s she was registered and back track from there.

Then on a Wednesday both she and Clay were working late due to an unexpected number of repairs that day, and they were all alone in the building. Claudia excused her self to ostensibly use the ladies room. In the room she changed into a skirt with no panties, and removed her bra, to complete the look she unbuttoned the shirt to the waist. Before returning to the office she shared with Clay, Claudia removed the tapes from the security cameras.

Clay was short 5’6” but very muscular, sand blond short hair. Claudia towered over him at 5’9” and probably weight as much as he did.

Clay’s eye’s sort of bugged out at the amount of breast showing in Claudia’s new outfit.

“Do you like them Clay?” Grinned Claudia.

“Ahh.” Said Clay.

“Don’t be shy, lets get better acquainted.” Claudia moved her office chair over to Clay’s and unzipped his trousers and pulled his penis out.

‘Fucking unbelievable, this guy got a transplant from a stud race horse.’

‘I think you are right on that one.’

“My goodness Clay, you have been holding out on me, your hung like no man I have every seen before. I have got to blow you.” Said Claudia as she went down on Clay.

Clay was a religious man, and called out for Jesus several times as Claudia emptied his tank with her mouth.

Once she had drained him and he was limp, Claudia pulled up her skirt reveal he sex. “Wanna eat me now Clay?” She asked.

Clay being, a proper gentleman concurred. Claudia pulled little Clay’s head into her muff, and let him suck away at her clit-less cunt. She was excited by the blow-job, and what she was going to do with Clay and came very quickly. As she orgasmed she rendered Clay unconscious by the simple expedient of apply a 1” drive socket wrench to the side of his head. He dropped like a stone.

Then like a busy little beaver Claudia went to work. With the hand fork lift she brought in one of the yellow 50 gallon drums from outside. Removing the lid she rolled the barrel into the office. Then with a roll of duct tape she bound Clay hand and foot. His trousers were still unzipped. From her purse she removed to lengths of the fine piano wire she had in her possession. Each had one end in a slip knot, one she place around Clay’s gonads, and the around the base of his dick. The wife she threaded through the bung hole in the top of the barrel. She rolled Clay into the barrel tipped it upright and replaced the lid. She put the snap ring in place so the lid would not come off. Then using the hand fork lift she moved the barrel over to one of the hydraulic lifts.

Feeling that Clay was not going anywhere for a while, she took off in one the company pickups to Bernie’s fiancée’s address. Hopefully the girl would be alone.

Driving to the address Claudia came up with a plausible story. Knocking on the door the girl friend opened immediately and vaguely recognized Claudia.

“Hi I am Claudia from the dealership, I have a special something for you.” The girl let her in.

What Claudia had was the same 1” drive ratchet wrench she had used on Clay. Making sure not to touch any thing, the taped the girl up, dragged her to the pickup and through her in the back.

Back to the shop. Claudia have dragged as she staggered the girl to the same hydraulic lift, and tied her hands to one end. Taking the hand truck she went outside and got a second barrel, and started the small cement mixer that the construction crew had left.

At this point she had the shit scared out of her by a police patrol checking up on the lights. She gave a shaky explanation of audit, problems, you know working late, which the two you cops bought.

‘Jeese, I could feel the needle going in the arm.’

‘Shut up.’ Was the best reply Claudia could give to herself.

‘Now for the fun part.’

‘Your fun always seems to leave bodies.’

‘Not where they are going to be found.’

Taking a hammer she rapped on the side of the barrel that contained Clay. “Hey Clay you awake in there.”

“Wha tha fuc.” Came a hollow sound in reply.

“Clay this is pay-back for your little tricks with my paperwork. You probably can feel the wire around your cock and balls, the wire is attached to the lift, in a little while I am going to start the lift towards the ceiling. At a certain point you are going to be minus your cock and balls. To bad I can’t remember which wire is which.”

“Noooooooooooo, pleeessssssssss.” Came a hollow response.

“Are you sorry for what you did to me Clay?”

“Yesss, sooooooo sorry.”

“Tough luck Clay, I want your balls, your cock and your job.”

“Noooooooooooo.”

Claudia hit the air on the lift and it started upward. There was a different of about six inches in the lengths of the wire. As the lift rose, so did Bernie’s fiancée she was being stretched out full length. Then something popped and one of the wires went slack, this was accompanied by a loud scream from the barrel.

“What was that Clay, you cock or your balls?”

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, hurtsss.”

“Too bad Clay” Claudia hit the air again. The girl was now swinging freely and the wire got very taught, then went slack.

“Clay I know a man used to using a big dick like yours wouldn’t want to live without it so I am going to save you some anguish.” Claudia loaded the barrel onto the forklift and drove out into the yard to the cement mixer. The hole in a fifty gallon drum is small, three or three and one-half inches, so it took some time to get the barrel filled with concrete. At one point there were a few bubbles, which she assumed was Clay expiring. Next batch she would make thinner otherwise she would be here all night.

Back inside went Claudia once the first barrel was filled. By this time the girl who was dangling about six inches off the floor, almost had her shoulders dislocated. Claudia lowered the lift until her feet were on the floor.

Claudia then changed into her boots, leather skirt and leather bra, the perfect dominatrix.

The girl look questioningly at Claudia, but to Claudia had reduced her to a thing in her mind, something to be toyed with, an amusing incident.

Claudia ripped off the girls skirt and panties, then her blouse and bra.

“Your kinda flat chested bitch, Bernie must like them half starved like you.”

The girl pleaded with her eyes for an answer.

“You were going to steal the father of my future children, I can’t let that happen, so you have to be disposed of. But don’t worry it will seem like a blessing, when your time comes.”

Claudia went to work on the hanging girl, first cutting off her nipples, then her clit and labia lips. Blood dripped onto the floor of the garage. The girl danced back and forth in pain.

“That is a much cleaner and neater look for you, of course you didn’t have enough curves to spoil the hang of your clothes anyways. Now this you will find interesting.” Claudia picked up a bamboo flail and showed it to the girl. “See how the end is cut lengthwise, weeeell if you give somebody a love tap it kinda stings.” Claudia demonstrated with small stroke to the stomach.” That stings but if you do it hard enough the bamboo opens up grabs flesh and rips it off.” Claudia proceeded to use the flail on the hanging girl. First on her stomach then her back until she was a mass of bleeding welts.

Then Claudia raised the lift until the girl was high in the air, and used the flail on the soles of her feet.

Finally mercifully the girl passed out. Claudia’s arm was tired, and the excitement had passed. So she moved the barrel underneath the girl and lowered her into it. Using the fork lift she took the barrel to the cement mixer, not wanting to go though getting that concrete through the small hole, she just filled it up from the mixer before putting the lid on. As before there were a couple of bubbles. By morning the concrete would be set and ready to become part of the fill.

Cleaning up and gathering evidence took until 2 A.M. Ah well who needs sleep when you have had a productive day. Claudia planned to console Bernie over his missing fiancée, and play hard to get, at least for five or ten minutes, and then console him like a good ‘earth mother’ would, it was a done deal.

To completely confuse matters the Bernie received a strange email the next day on the company’s website. The message, purportedly from his fiancée, was she had discovered Clay’s marvelous appendage, and the fun that could be had with anal intercourse, and that the two of them were headed to Brazil to make movies.

Clay’s apartment was searched and a large collection of photo’s he had taken of himself were found, everyone was amazed the he didn’t trip over his schlong when he took a shower. No clothes were missing; nothing out of place no sign of a struggle, but no evidence of foul play. Everyone, including the police, were baffled. This while the pair in question slept quietly in their cement blankets under the pavement of the lot.

Claudia relaxed and started to seduce Bernie. The first thing she learned to help her was that Bernie had been a hard-nosed free safety in the third rate college he attended. Not big enough, fast enough or tough enough to make the pros, he still followed both college and pro football like a fanatic. Since a good deal of sports is statistics and Claudia, like most medical practitioners could memorize vast amount of material quickly, it was very easy for her to become an overnight instant football fan. So, as part of her travels around the shop, she would engage Bernie in conversations about the draft, prospects for his alma mater, and other such trivia.

Bernie was impressed, not having met a woman before that had Claudia’s depth of knowledge, or seeming interest in football. He acted as a sort of unofficial scout for his old college, and invited Claudia to go to a high school football game at a small hill school near by. Bernie was scouting a line backer that couldn’t make a first line school because of low grades, but might be perfect for his old school.

Claudia greedily accepted the invitation, leaving work early one Friday and traveling with Bernie the seventy-five miles to the school. Bernie had a cooler filled with two six-packs, and a blanket to better enjoy the game.

The school was a small one, with barely enough students to field a football team, old bleachers on one side of the field only, and no critical amenities to relieve one of the beer. At half time both Bernie and Claudia were burdened with full bladders. They inquired about the facilities, and were pointed to a low hill near by.

This was when Claudia found out that Bernie had a little kink. He asked her if he could watch as she relieved herself. Forcing a blush Claudia agreed.

She slipped her panties down and squatted over a log and cut loose. Then she reached up and grabbed Bernie’s hand and placed it in her crotch. Now it is was his turn to be embarrassed. He had tried this with other girls but Claudia was the first to allow him to fulfill his dream.

With her panties still around her ankles, Claudia got up unzipped Bernie and helped him relieve himself. Now of course you have heard the old joke, why is piss yellow and cum white. It is so you can tell if you are coming or going. Well with a girl’s hand on your prick, you are going to be cuming, not going. Bernie got stiff and couldn’t let loose.

“Oh my what have I done, you’ve gotten all excited.” Said Claudia as she laid down on the grass, and pulled Bernie towards her. “Bernie I have just the thing to reduce that swelling quickly.” Claudia guided Bernie into her vagina, locked her ankles around his ass and turned it on.

Bernie knew he was cuming now. He would later mentally compared fucking Claudia to ‘riding the tiger.’ Inside her was not only wet, slippery and warm, it seemed to have a mouth to pull him in, and her ass vibrated about 350 times a minute. Claudia for her part had stopped birth-control pills to induce and incident just like this.

There was mutual grunting as the two very large individual’s copulated on the ammoniac urine soaked football latrine.

Bernie got off. “Oh Bernie, I felt you cum, oh that feels so good, all wet and gushy.” Whispered Claudia into his ear.

“Do me again, pound me Bernie, fuck me one more time.” She whispered.

“I can’t, I need a couple of minutes.” Said a very embarrassed Bernie, who suddenly realized he had just fucked his service manager without protection.

“Oh I’ll get you back Bernie.” Whispered Claudia as she licked his ear and sucked his throat, leaving a large hickie. “When you made a really good hit on a tight end that wandered into your zone and tried to catch the ball. Didn’t you want to rip his pants off and fuck him?”

“Huh.”

“You wanted to hurt him, humiliate him, didn’t you want to turn that tight end into a wide receiver. Your not gay, you just fuck him to show him who the boss is.” Whispered Claudia.

Bernie got hard again, and started driving all two hundred and twenty pounds into Claudia. Claudia dug her finger nails into his ass up to the quick, and screamed in his ear: “That’s it big boy, harder, fuck me harder.”

They two were late getting back for the start of the third quarter. Bernie was bow legged, and raw, his ass was bleeding from Claudia’s finger nails, and he would later, when he got to a mirror see the whole side of his neck turning purple. Damn, he had never been with anyone like her before, not only did she know everything about football she had a pneumatic ass, and sucking pussy.

‘Well, well, that is quite a kink you found in your little buddy, not only does he like water sports, but he likes that dominance idea.’

‘Yeah, that just came to me as we were resting, let’s see what his will do and by golly it worked I got two loads for price of one.’

‘You worry me, what are you up to here.’

‘A kid, I want to get pregnant so Bernie will have to marry me.’

‘Remember kiddo, your only a service writer now, not a doctor anymore, you don’t got class no more.’

‘Yeah but I got football and a pussy two out of three ain’t bad.’

Claudia changed her style, normally she found eating, prick or cunt, it didn’t matter just as satisfying as fucking. Anal intercourse got her off also, in a big way, but now she wanted to swell up with Bernie’s kid, so every chance she could she mounted Bernie for another load.

Claudia at 32 knew her biological clock was ticking, of course motherhood wasn’t her reason, she had the maternal instincts of a rattlesnake. She wanted the dealership, and to get the dealership she had to marry Bernie, and to marry Bernie she had to get pregnant. Nothing like money to get people to ignore you.

When two months went buy and she still had her period she was becoming frustrated and angry. She called Jayne over, and whipped her one evening just to relieve the stress. Jayne was happy to oblige and they had a little 69 after the whipping. Jayne had been worried Claudia was mad at her and that was the reason the ex doc wasn’t whipping her any more.

The lack of a clit was explained to Bernie as a childhood accident.

Then in the third month Claudia kindled. She waited, and waited until the doctor told her a amniocentesis could be done. Then she informed Bernie of her little blessed event, and asked to there would never be a question for a DNA test. The test results proved conclusively that Bernie was the father.

Bernie and Claudia were quietly married. Claudia informed Bernie she was aware of the discounts he gave to young girls buying cars in exchange for a little skull. ‘Don’t stop on account of me.’ Claudia told him, ‘Just keep your dick out of their cunts, I am your one and only baby maker from now on.’

Claudia called Jayne and told her the good news about the marriage and baby, and asked Jayne if she wanted to come over and kiss the baby before it was born. She called David and let him know also, and he was very happy for her, and wished he could get pregnant also.

In the meantime Claudia had purchased Bruce’s old place. This was a secret place where she could go to let off steam, when the need arose, meet old friends, and perhaps alter a needy person when required.

The pregnancy went uneventfully full term. In the last couple of weeks of the final trimester, Claudia, took to blowing Bernie nightly along with a prostate massage, this was done in the name of good health.

Claudia had a natural childbirth in the squatting position, without a block or episiotomy she embraced the pain and enjoyed it. As she already knew the baby was a boy, this had displeased her, but the little one had gotten her closer to the goal of owning the car dealership. Bernie drew up a new will and took out lots of life insurance, naming Claudia and his new son’s as sole beneficiary and Claudia to be in control until the boy was 25.

The day after the birth, when Bruce visited Claudia got up locked the door to the birthing center room she occupied, pushed her husband into bed and fucked his brains out. Pain and all she had to get started on a daughter.

To make sure nothing untoward happened Claudia would not let Bernie have any parenting responsibilities, which due to his limited intellect bothered him not at all. She returned to work, now as General Manager of administration at the dealership, and talked Jayne into babysitting with her new son. Claudia was sure Jayne would be molesting the little boy immediately, she was turning completely sociopathic also, but it would keep the kid quiet.

Claudia kindled again almost immediately. When the first tests were run they showed a girl just as she hoped.

“Bernie.” Said Claudia one evening well into the 7th month. “the baby is fine, we are going to have one of each. Go get your tubes tied, get a vasectomy.”

“I don’t know, you know what if we want a third.”

“Find someone else then, two is my limit. No that’s wrong. You have two children, you don’t want to go and knock up some bimbo that wants another hundred off the sticker price. I really don’t care if you let them polish your knob occasionally, but I don’t want a little bastard trying to fuck with your real children. Get cut Bernie, quick.”

“No fucking way.”

Claudia hit him in the jaw with a doubled up fist that gave him a wonderful view of the entire Milky Way. Then she sunk a second hand into his now expanding gut. He let an ooff of air.

Bernie slapped Claudia hard enough to turn her around.

With tears in her eyes Claudia grinned at Bernie and said: “Hey, your pretty good, wanna eat me while I blow you.” Without waiting for an answer she pushed him down on the bed got his dick out of his pajamas and started to suck. Bernie buried his face in Claudia’s cunt.

Bernie was not usually given to idle speculation, but he wondered if his daughter could feel his tongue.

Bernie got his tubes tied, and Claudia gave birth to a beautiful large baby girl, long and big boned, just like her parents.

Bernie remarked that it was too bad this was a girl, because with the size showing at birth this would be one hell of a football player.

Claudia did not allow the daughter to bond with her father; instead she began raising a sociopath that would attract people to be modified when she matured. As required the environment was rich and varied between mother and daughter. They had secrets from the beginning; Claudia talked to her as if she was grown up from the start, played games, and spent as much time as possible with her daughter.

One theme was the daughter was special and not subject to the rules, another was people were objects that existed only to provide them with pleasure.

At age five the daughter Renee, received a male puppy, and helped her mother castrate the little dog. This occurred annually until her tenth birthday, when she assisted her mother in castrating her brother. At twelve on her own she emasculated one of her classmates that she didn’t like, then stove in his head with a rock. It was blamed on a child molester, but no one suspected her. Her mother was so proud.

Renee grew up to 6’ by her sixteenth birthday; she lifted weights and worked out with her mother, and was a strong as any boy her weight. For her ‘sweet sixteen’ party she and her mother castrated and killed her father.

Renee is in med school now studying to be a surgeon. How droll, how very droll.