A knock at the dressing room door followed by a man shouting “Sylvia, Sylvia it’s time for you to get your ass out here, your set is starting.”

Sylvia had to leave to perform. She quickly opened her purse and produce a small brown vile. Opening the lid she shook two small blue pills into her hand and returned the vile to her purse.

“Here Dear, take these they’ll help you feel better.” Sylvia said softly while extending her open hand to Margie.

“What are they?” Margie asked carefully taking the two small blue tabs from Sylvia’s hand.

“Valium, they’ll help you keep it together until I finish and can get back.” A quick pat on Margie’s shoulder followed by “You just wait here, I’ll be back before you know it” and Sylvia disappeared through the dressing room door.

Margie sat quietly in her chair oblivious to her surroundings. Other dancers started arriving and the room filled with activity as they donned their costumes and put on make-up. There was a den of noise, muffled music and the sound of men hooting and cheering Sylvia’s performance crept into the room through the walls as the dancers at the dressing tables exchanged small talk as each waited her turn to perform. They paid little attention to the girl sitting quietly in the corner lost in a drug clouded mind with her thoughts of how to pay back those who had abused her.

The den of noise from the barroom rose as the dressing room door swung open and Sylvia returned. Busy plucking the bills from beneath various places the appreciative male audience had thrust them during her performance. A few fives from either side of her bra, some bigger bills from the front of her panty. Her hand slipped beneath the waist band in the back to pull the bills stuffed in the cleft of her ample ass.

“Stinking one dollar bills”Sylvia mumbled to herself “after I let that asshole get a feel of my best stuff. Son of a bitch!”

The ones went into the fist full of other bills she had plucked from the many various locations. Not a bad take from a single set on a slow night Sylvia thought to herself. Her thoughts turned back to her new found friend setting slumped the corner with a million mile away stare on her face. Sylvia knew from her own experience the next few days were really going to be hard on this little girl, better she not go through it alone.

Sylvia quickly dressed and slipping her gun from the makeup table draw back into her purse she was ready to go. Putting her arm around Margie she whispered “Time for us to go girl.” As she helped the frail Margie to her feet and held her around the waist for support they headed for the parking lot and Sylvia’s car.

As they passed a small group of men standing outside an unidentified voice complained “Dam lesbians no wonder a guy can’t get laid around here.”

“Fuck You!” was Sylvia’s retort, without looking back or slowing down on the way to her nearby car.

Pulling open the door on the passenger side of the large finned old vintage mauve Cadillac, Sylvia eased Margie onto the overstuffed leather seat and closed the door.

As Sylvia slid in behind the wheel, Margie weakly asked “ Where are we going?”

“My place,” Sylvia answer in a soothing tone, “You don’t need to be alone tonight, honey.”

The car’s V 8 engine roar to life and Sylvia pulled it into gear slowly pulling from the parking lot to the city street. Inside the cocoon of the massive old car was silent. In the quiet, the start of an idea for revenge first took shape in Margie’s mind. The drive to Sylvia’s apartment didn’t take long. She pulled in to her apartment parking lot and helped Margie to her apartment.

Once inside Sylvia showed Margie to the sofa in the living room of her small one bedroom efficiency apartment. Sylvia went to the refrigerator in the kitchen section of the apartment separated from the living room by only a breakfast bar. She pulled a cardboard cube from the fridge and sat it on the counter and then open the cabin above retrieving two large goblets, which she filled with the inexpensive red wine she drew from the plastic spicket on the front of the box.

“I hope red wine is OK? Because that all I got” Sylvia called from the kitchen.

Margie’s lack of a reply signaled acceptance to Sylvia, returning to the living room section she presented one of the glasses to Margie before sitting down alongside her on the sofa. “Drink up girl, it’ll help you feel better.” Sylvia encourage Margie before taking a long deep drink herself.

Margie sat quietly, thinking as she slowly sipped wine from the large glass. “How did you get Benny to your place, to discover Doc’s plan?” she asked softly finally breaking the long silence.

“Oh that was easy.” Replied Sylvia “Like any other man, he thought he was hot stuff, all’s I had to do was call him on the phone bullshit him a little and tell him I wanted him. He was there as fast as he could get a cab. Little bastard can’t drive, still doesn’t have a license” Sylvia added as a footnote. “Once I got him really hot and worked up, all the blood went to his little head, after that he would say anything, answer any question, as long as I kept my head down between his legs working on that little brown dick. After a pause “What difference does that make now?”

“Benny is the key” Margie explained “to getting the secrets about Doc. that I’ll need to get even.

“Let it go” Sylvia pleaded “Just get away from these people and start over. Make a new life for yourself.”

“No, no, NO!” Margie hissed “He has to pay for what he’s done. I don’t know how but he must be stopped before he hurts others. If we don’t do something now, how many more lives will he destroyed? I need your help. Together we can make things right. Please, please say you will help me, so we can get at least some revenge for what he has done to us” Margie pleaded.

“OK, I’m in but what can we do? “ Sylvia replied.

“I have an idea that might work. What if we............” Margie laid out her thoughts on a possible way to get even, as she and Sylvia worked out the details on how they would start.

“Now that we know what we are going to do, when do you think we should start?” Margie asked Sylvia as they ended their lengthy discussion on how they might get even with Doc.

“Go for it! Now is as good a time as any. It’s the weekend, the clinic is closed, I don’t think the little brown bastard has any life outside the doctor’s office. He’s never been to this apartment, likely won’t suspect a thing. Let’s get to it, before I have time to think and want to back out” Sylvia urged on Margie.

“OK, where’s your phone and can I have another glass of wine?” Margie asked, needing a little more alcohol to boost her courage.

As Sylvia picked up both, now empty glasses and headed for the kitchen “Sure, I need another one, too. The phone is in here on the wall.” Sylvia pointed to the white phone on the pale yellow kitchen wall as she headed for the cardboard cube of wine.

Margie picked up the phone and dialed the Doc’s answering service and left word that she needed to talk to Benny immediately and gave Sylvia’s number for Benny to call back.

Sylvia handed Margie her freshly refilled glass of wine. Before they had time to leave the small kitchen area, the telephone rang. It’s loud ring startling both girls almost causing them to spill their drinks.

“Let it ring a few times, it will help build his anticipation and make him easier to manipulate.” Sylvia advise as the phone continued its steady ringing call.

On the fifth ring Margie took a deep breath and picked up the phone. Trying to sound as sexy as she could she half whispered “Hello” into the phone.

With the telephone ear piece held angled so Sylvia could hear too, Benny concern came across as he asked “Margie, are you having trouble do you need medical help?”

Trying hard to sound like a Marilyn Monroe movie vamp Margie baited her prey “No I’m OK. “Benny it’s just that”, Margie pauses for affect, “ it’s just that I’m so lonely. I’m sorry, I just didn’t know who else to call.”

Benny trying to console the lovely patient “That’s OK, what can I do to help.”

“I just don’t want to be by myself tonight, could you,” Margie pauses again “could you please come over and spend some time with me.”

Benny sounding a little unsure of himself, “ I don’t know if I should....”

Margie interrupts before Benny can continue “Oh please say yes, you’ll come.” Margie tries to set the hook “ I would really appreciate it so very much. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.” Another pause “Anything, anything at all you want, I’ll do.” Margie whispers into the phone.

Benny trying to mask his arousal to her offer “Since it’s important to you, I will come straight over.”

Bouncing with glee at their success, hands over there mouth to keep silent their giggles of joy Margie and Sylvia struggle to regain their composure before reeling in their catch.

Margie using an sexual urgent breathy whisper “Hurry Benny, I want you. I want you oh so bad.”

Benny unable to hide his excitement “ I’m on my way!”

The click on the phone told the girls Benny would be there shortly.

“Do you think I laid it on to heavy?” Margie asked Sylvia.

“No Honey, he thinks he’s all that and more. Just keep that up when he gets here.” Sylvia adds “I’ll stay out of sight in the bedroom when he arrives with my gun at the ready, just in case things go wrong.”

Only a short time passes before the girls hear Benny’s tentative light knock at the door. Sylvia retreats to the bedroom leaving the door ajar so she can monitor what’s going on. Margie moves to open the door and let the unsuspecting rat into their trap. Benny looks around the room, unsure of his surroundings and situation but with great expectations. Margie guides him to the sofa and sits down very close beside him, her left arm encircling his shoulders.

“I am so glad you decided to come” Margie’s breath lands hot on Benny’s ear, as her right hand squeezed his upper thigh.

“Anything to help” Benny speech awkward and stumbling as he searched for the right words, “help a friend, in need.”

As Margie’s hand slides further up the inside of his leg, Benny spreads his legs, making an opening that invites her touch higher, until her hand cups his heated passion through the fabric of his trousers. Margie can feel the swelling of his flesh as it grows harder and presses against the fabric, trying its best to reach out in answer to her touch.

Margie leans in closer planting little wet kisses on Benny’s neck and face as she whispers to him “I trust you Benny because I know you will always do what is best for me, won’t you?”

With a stammer in his voice “Yes, yes of course I want only what is good for you.” Benny replies not really focused on the conversation.

Margie’s hand skillfully undoes Benny’s belt, the button at the top of his trousers and slides his zipper down. Unrestrained by any underwear, Benny’s coco colored stiff shaft pokes its head up from the opening and is immediately encircled by the soft pink skin of Margie’s warm hand.

Margie continues her questions as she nuzzles into his neck where it meets the shoulder sucking the his skin into her wet mouth nibbling at the moist flesh with her teeth, “You’d tell me if Doc was going to do anything bad to me” her hand slides down his shaft and gently grips the two orbs

encased in their now tight sack of skin “wouldn’t you?”

Benny now suspicious carefully phrases his answer “I am sure the doctor has only your best interest in mind in everything he does.”

Margie releases her hold on Benny’s most precious pair to gain a grip on his trousers, tugging them toward his knees. Benny raises his hips, freeing his pants to slide easily down his legs, the fabric bunching up above his ankles. Margie hand regains its grip of Benny’s jewels kneading them gently between thumb and fingers as her head lowers to directly above his now rock hard shaft its veins glutted with blood, its head pulsing with every beat of his racing heart. She parted her lip and her tongue darted in and out peppering the gland with tiny wet blows. Very slowly she lowered her face on to him. Her hungry mouth devoured him as he slide deeper and deeper. Her hand gave a firm squeeze to his swollen orbs as the coco colored head of his shaft pressed against the top of her throat. Benny neck arched back until his head touched the top of sofa cushions, he drew a deep uneven breath as he felt the wave of pleasure radiating up through his body.

Abruptly Margie mouth released its hot moist grip from Benny’s stiff throbbing flesh as she raised her head to ask, “I mean you wouldn’t let Doc. do anything bad, like sell me as a sex slave to someone far, far away?” Margie tighten her grip on Benny’s two orbs until he started to rise from the sofa, “Would you?”

“No, no certainly not” Benny stammered as his pleasure turned to pain.

“OK”, Margie loosened her grip on the inflamed swollen orbs as her head returned to its task of pleasuring the now worried and confused Benny. Sliding the wet stiff flesh in and out of her mouth, over and over again, taking it in as deeply as she could, until she felt the spasms start deep below where she griped his hot testicles signaling the beginnings of Benny climax. A moan of pleasure escaped from his lips as his anticipation grew. Benny started to press Margie’s head down into his crotch, half expecting his explosive release to blow the back of her head off.

Instead he gasped in pain and arched his body coming upward off the sofa as Margie clenched her hand around his sensitive package and squeezed much, much harder than before. She held him in the air with only his head against the back of the sofa and his feet on the floor for support. Despite the pain, Benny’s climax continued as his gland pulsed again and again into the open air. Margie’s grip seeming to squeeze every drop of sticky juice available from the two small tortured balls and their sack of flesh.

Margie growled at Benny “You lying bastard. You and Doc. have used me for your own pleasure and profit and now plan to sell me into a life of torture and sexual slavery!”

Benny hands and arms flailed about looking for something to grab on to for support, but could find no release for the terrible pain of Margie’s grip as she pulled harder and higher.

“It was not me! It was not me!” Benny pleaded “I had no choice, no choice at all. He would have me deported back to my country if I didn’t do as he wished.”

Margie lowered Benny back to the sofa, still with her tight grip to keep Benny under her control. “What do you mean?” she asked.

Sylvia wanting to hear this stepped into the room from her hiding place in the bedroom, still holding her revolver, pointing at the ceiling for now but ever ready to use it if need be.

Benny recognized Sylvia immediately and knew in his heart that he was about to die a terrible death at the hands of these two woman. Maybe he deserved it for what he helped Doc. do?

Knowing his life depended upon it Benny blurted out his story. “I had to get out of my country or be killed. I came to America on a tourist visa, it expired and I ran out of money. Doc. found me on the street and took me on as his nurse.” Benny gasped almost crying “When he started making she-males and abusing them I didn’t want any part of it.” Benny breaks down speaking between sobs “He told me if I didn’t do as he said he’d have me deported. There’s a price on my head at home, I’d be dead or worse the moment I stepped off the plane.” Benny completely breaks down sobbing “ I didn’t want to do those things, he made me do them. I was a good doctor once, that’s all I ever wanted to be. I hate him for what he has done, he has made me a monster, too.”

Margie released her hold on Benny. Free he curled into a tight fetal ball on the sofa softly sobbing and repeating, “I am so sorry for what I’ve done. I use to be a such a good doctor, really I was.”

The girls retreat to the kitchen not sure what to do next. Sylvia fills two glasses with wine and hands one to Margie. “Here, I imagine you could use this about now.” Sylvia continues “Do you believe his story?”

“Yes, sounds like something Doc. would do.”

“OK, what do we do now?” Sylvia asks.

“Pour another glass of wine for him, maybe it’ll help.”

Margie takes a large full goblet of the wine to the sofa and helps Benny sit up. Holding the glass to Benny’s lips Margie gives him some words of encouragement “Here, try to drink some of this, it’ll help you feel better.”

“Thanks,” Benny takes two long gulps of the cheap wine and tries to apologize “I’m so sorry for the things I’ve done to you, and you too Sylvia, I wish there was someway, something I could do to makeup for it all.”

“Maybe there is?” Margie wonders aloud.

“I can’t go against him, if I do he’ll have me deported.” Benny pleads.

“Not if you’re already an American citizen.” Margie replies.

“Huh?” Benny doesn’t follow what Margie has in mind.

“Do you know how to contact the people Doc. uses for the special favors, like Calvin, Ozzie, Sammy, and Ellen?” Margie asks hoping for the right answer.

“Oh sure,” Benny replied matter of fact-ly “Doc. has me carry a card with all their contact information in case of an emergency. I keep it here in my wallet.” Benny reaches into his hip pocket and pulls out his wallet producing a laminated card with names and phone numbers.

“Yes!” Margie gleefully takes the card “This could be the silver bullet we need.”

Margie rushes to the phone in Sylvia’ kitchen. Benny follows curious as to what this crazy girl has in mind. Margie scans the card and finds Mistress Ellen’s number. Both Sylvia and Benny draw closer to listen.

Margie waits listening to the ringing of the distant number, hoping she can convince the strange and dominant women on the other end to help.

“Hello, this is Margie. Am I speaking to Mistress Ellen?”

Sylvia and Benny move in close listening intently to Margie’s side of the conversation.

“We met at Doc’s office, I hope you remember me?”

“You do, why thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed the experience.” Margie continues “ I called to see if you would be interested in perhaps exchanging favors again?”

“No, its not for me this time. I’m hoping you’ll help Benny, the Doc’s assistant. He needs American citizenship.” Margie listens to Ellen then says “ No Doc. is not involved in this and there will be no thousand dollar fee for him. It’s favor for favor between just us.”

“Can you say that again, please” Margie holding the phone out so Benny can hear Mistress Ellen’s reply.

“I said, I offered to do that a number of years ago when I first started my relationship with Doc. but he said no and insisted I never mention the possibility of citizenship to Benny.” Ellen repeated herself speaking slower and more forcefully wondering if something was wrong with Margie’s hearing.

Margie put the phone back to her ear as she watched the anger build in Benny’s face as he realized how Doc. had used him. “Then you are willing to do it?” Margie listens to Mistress Ellen reply and mentally goes over the possible options before speaking again. “ No, rather than a work history as a nurse it would be better if you made him a doctor, a plastic surgeon, like he was in his home country. “

“Then you’ll do it! That’s great! I’ll put him on the phone so he can give you all the background information you need. Yes, of course, I’ll be glad to come to your place next weekend. Like I said a favor for a favor. Here’s Benny” Margie passed the phone to Benny.

As Benny answered Ellen’s questions Margie talks softly with Sylvia. “ Ellen said that everyone that Doc. uses to ‘helps us’ has to pay Doc. along with performing the services in order to get access to us girls. I wonder if his greed isn’t a tool that we can use to get the others to help?”

“Thank you, thank you” Benny finishes on the phone “Yes, I’ll tell her. Good-bye.”

Turning to the girls “Ellen said to tell you she is looking forward to seeing you get weekend.”Benny continues “I would have never thought to asks to become a Doctor again. Thank you Margie, I owe my future to you. I’m prepared to do whatever you ask.”

“Good, we have a lot of calls and plans to make before my next appointment with Doc.” Margie lays out the basic plan for Sylvia and Benny’s input “We’ll use everyone of Doc’s resources against him.........” The trio work out the details of their revenge.

All the calls had been made and every one needed was onboard, the hard part begins now; waiting at home alone for her next appointment to see Doc. Margie tried to keep busy. She considered stopping the lactation drugs and regularly schedule breast pumping but kept to her schedule knowing she’d need to do at least one more session with Ozzie to pay for his help in the plan.

She also continued her scheduled appointments at the beauty salon for her laser hair removal, but never shared with Elaine what happened when she tried going to the “Two Faces of Eve”. No since making Elaine feel bad about something that wasn’t really her fault. Despite her efforts to avoid thinking about the approaching confrontation with Doc. much of each day was filled with anxiety, wondering if everything would go as smoothly, would Benny have the courage to see through his critical part. Had all the player kept the secret from Doc. or had they been betrayed.

Finally the day of her appointment arrived. The morning went dreadfully slow. After lunch Margie started to prepare, bathing, doing her hair and makeup and dressing. She decided an all white outfit would be most appropriated for today. She laid out a white gaff along with a lace covered corset, thigh high lace top hose, a short white dress and a simple white blouse. The outfit was completed with a white patent bag and matching high heels. She added a red necklace and broach. She inspected herself in the mirror, making sure the blouse’s neck line was open down far enough to expose the ample cleavage the snug fitting cups of the corset produced

After passing a careful personal inspection, she went to the kitchen. Having decided it was important to keep to her normal routine so as not to alert Doc. to their plan, she filled he purse with the mother’s milk from the refrigerator before leaving for her car.

Her fears and anxiety made the short drive to the clinic seem unbearably long. As she left her parked car for the walk to the front door she caught sight of Calvin and Sylvia waiting for her. Calvin was in his coveralls leaning against the building chatting with Sylvia. Sylvia was smiling and talking, knowing her short tight green dress was showing off her best asset to Calvin by the growing bulge in his work uniform. They exchanged nods with Margie and fell in behind her entering the building and riding silently together in the elevator.

When they arrived on their floor Margie gave last minute instructions “OK, you guys wait out her. If everything goes as planned I’ll be back to get you.”

Sylvia leaned in close and whispered to Margie “I’ll take care of repaying Calvin for his help.” Giving Margie a smile and a wink before parting ways.

The office reception area was empty except for Benny leaning on the front desk dressed in his usual surgical greens.

Benny smiled and gave a warm greeting “Good afternoon Margie, are you ready for today’s procedures?”

“Yes, very eager to get started.” Margie replied as she followed Benny back to the examining room.

Benny kept with his normal routine taking vital signs and drawing blood samples. After collecting Margie’s tubes of frozen milk, he put all the materials in a small pan and prepared to leave the room. “The doctor will be with you shortly” spoken over his shoulder as he left the exam room.

Margie waited nervously for her final confrontation with Doc. as each minute slowly passed by. Finally the light knock at the door announcing Doc.’s arrival on the soon to be battle grounds of the exam room floor.

Doc. enter the room in his white lab coat carry a folder. “Hello Margie, you’re looking well this afternoon.” Not waiting for a response he continued, opening the folder and referring to something written inside “Really great news for you today. A gentleman from Saudi Arabia has heard of you and wants to help by paying all the cost of your S.R.S.”

“Really! Tell me more” Margie feigning surprise and interest in Doc.’s announcement.

“He is a very rich oil Sheik and only asks to meet you before the surgery is performed. He is even sending his own private jet here, to pick you up and bring you there for the visit.”

Benny quietly enters the room and stand behind Doc. his arms behind his back. Doc turns briefly taking note of the small interruption before continuing. “You will need to be ready to travel in exactly one month from today.”

“I don’t know?” Margie questions Doc.’s proposal “Saudi Arabia is so far away and their customs so different from ours. Don’t they make the women wear those head to toe sacks? You know that cover their face and everything.”

“No, no it won’t be like that for you. You’ll be an honored guess and I’m sure you’ll have a great time in the country” Doc. offer his assurance.

“Don’t you mean I will be part of a Harem. A sex slave to a rich and powerful man, who will do whatever he wishes to me until he grows tired and disinterested.” Margie replied with venom in her voice. Startled, Doc. stood motionless and silent as Margie continued “ I met one of your old patients this weekend, Sylvia, and now I know what you and your clinic are all about.”

Angry that anyone would dare challenge his authority, here in his own clinic, hands clenched into fists and his face red with anger, Doc. retorts “You know nothing. You stupid half man half bitch. You will go to Saudi Arabia, willingly or in a drugged coma, I, I...”Doc’s angry voice trails off having felt a sharp twinge in his hip.

He turns and sees Benny holding an empty syringe. “What have you done? What’s going on?” The room turns up on a angle as Doc. fights to remain standing. Doc. tries to speak again but his mouth falls open silent, no longer under his control as the room grows fuzzy and starts to spin. His last sight, as the dark clouds close in, is Benny struggling to hold his arm as he collapses in slow motion to the floor. Then darkness and silence.

First there are distant sounds and then Doc. becomes aware of a bright white light. He struggles to get up from the floor but his arms and legs can’t move. His eye lids flutter as he blinks adjusting to the bright light. Three faces slowly come into focus one black, one brown and one white. It’s Benny, Margie and Sylvia standing looking down on him from above. He twists left and right raising his head, now becoming fully aware, he is strapped to the table in his own operating room. He is covered with a green sheet. To is left is an IV solution with its tube running down to his arm. His legs are spread and raised strapped firmly in the stirrups of the operating table. He feels the cool air against the bare skin of his exposed lower extremities.

Patting him softly on the shoulder, Margie speaks in soothing tones “Are you awake now, Dear? We had a terrible time getting you from the floor to this table. Thank goodness Calvin is so strong.” Margie spoke enjoying the reversal of their conditions.

“We just thought we should explain what is going to happen next. You see now, with help from Ellen, Benny is both a U.S. citizen and a doctor again. As his way of saying thanks, he has offered to complete my surgery.” Margie is walking around the operating table as she speaks. “It’s been a long time so we thought a little practice would be good first” Margie pauses wanting to build the suspense “And we still need to provide someone to that Oil Sheik in Saudi Arabia since I won’t be going.”

Doc. blurts out “You’re not suggesting that I!”

“Now, now getting excited won’t help.” Margie uses Doc.’s own words against him “ You will go to Saudi Arabia, willingly or in a drugged coma. Actually, Benny tells me you’ll be more lack a drugged Zombie. Just awake enough for us to walk you around so we can get things done but unable to resist.” Margie continues enjoying telling the once powerful Doc. what to expect next “Sammy says it will make it easier to tattoo on the permanent eye liner and lip color and it will allow all the laser work to be done in one visit since you won’t be feeling any pain.

Margie continues walking as Doc.’s eye follow her to the end of table. “You know we have only one month to get you ready. In fact we’ve already started” Margie pointing to the I V bottle hanging above “The I. V. is filled with an especially strong version of the hormones you had me taking. Unfortunately there won’t be time in just one month for it to take full affect, so Benny will also perform breast augmentation, too.

Sylvia pokes her smiling face into view “Yep, Margie and I picked out a really nice pair of double D silicone implants just for this occasion. Sorry if they’ll be a little uncomfortable at first.” Laughing Sylvia disappears from Doc.’s view.

Margie standing between his legs looking down on the very frightened man as she gently rubbed the inside of his exposed thigh continued “Keeping with your policy of learning to take pleasure from the pleasure you give others, we’ve asked Benny not to worry about protecting those sensitive pleasure nerves from damage and along with the testicles to go ahead and remove the prostate gland and seminal vesicles, too. You know, since you won’t be using them.”

“Yes, I’m afraid I’ll be creating a feeling less pee hole for you.”Benny chimed in, as he busied himself preparing the instruments along side the operating table “But, considering the feeling less way you treated me over the years, it will be a good match of body and mind.”

“Only one more check before your operation” Margie slip down here dress and gaff before donning latex gloves and applying sterile gel to her finger tips. “One last check of that old prostate gland”

First one then two slick fingers plunge deeply into Doc.’s defenseless anus. Spreading the way as they search for that sensitive bump on his inner rectum wall. Once the apricot seed size male G-spot is located the fingers skillfully stroke and presses until Doc.’s manhood is erect and hard. Margie removes her hand and strokes her own male finger of flesh with the slippery gloved hand until it arches up stiff and ready. She thrust herself into Doc. with all the sudden impact she can, forcing him to gasp, as his body unwillingly spreads open to the rigid invader.

Doc. begs for release “Please don’t, don’t do this. I have money, lots of money in the clinic accounts. More than enough money to compensate you all.”

Margie continues pumping the now well dilated hole as she answers “We know, you made it easy, all your business and personal records are here in your office.” Margie slows her strokes to prolong her pleasure as she continues “What was amazing was how easy Ozzie’s friends downtown could change your business records to make Benny your joint partner with the right of survivorship. It only required a couple of blow-jobs from Sylvia and I and it was a done deal. Once your gone Benny will control all your money.”

Doc. pleads “Margie please, please stop this. I can still help you. Really, really I can!”

“Nope” Margie gleefully replies “But I will do something for you, I’ll help you cum for the very last time.”

Margie’s gloved hand, still slick with the lubricating gel, encircled Doc.’s now stiff penis, its head purple and the blue veins distended, choked with blood. She stroked its full length, matching her own slow thrusting pace. She continued to slowly press her hot flesh as deeply as she could into the now surrendered tunnel until feeling its walls spasm griping her tightly as she felt the jerking in her hands as the hot fluid pulsed out and ran down on her gloved hand. Then her own climax triggered, her knees went limp as she press hard into his warm body. Her pleasure probe exploded over and over, pumping more sticky liquid in than could held, it seeped out and ran down the cleft of Doc.’s ass, forming a long elastic string before dropping into a puddle on the sterile floor.

Margie leaned close to Doc. face and breathed the words slowly “After the operation today, I own you: body and soul.”

Benny appeared and announced “We’re running late. We need to get started and get online”

Benny stuck a hypodermic syringe into the I. V. line and pressed the plunger sending the clear liquid running down the tube to Doc.”s arm.

Doc. frantically pleads “No, no! Don’t do this to me! Please, please no.....”his voice trailing off as the powerful drug takes affect and the gray clouds fill his view of the room.

As darkness engulfs him, from far away he hears “Hello and welcome. I am doctor Benjamin Kareem and today we are bringing you live, a complete S. R. S. procedure. The creation of Abigail.”