Dental Hygiene

The first session

Being a dental hygienist may not be the most exciting job in the world, but it does have its perks. You meet a lot of people, most of them boring, but some interesting. Some are very interesting. And then there is Brooke.

When she first came for a session, she was just a name on my appointment sheet: Brooke, college student. Hers was the last appointment of the day and I was really looking forward to going home to my boyfriend and his big cock. But when Brooke walked through the door, that changed.

She entered the treatment room wearing a huge toothy smile, a skimpy yellow top and a short jeans skirt, the kind of outfit that only two kinds of women wear, college students and hookers. And with some the two groups overlap. While she was walking towards me her boobs were jiggling and a faint outline of nipples proved she was wearing no bra. Those boobs got me hot immediately. Make no mistake, I love a good cock in my pussy, but nice big boobs bring out the worst (or best) in me. Not the artificial, silicon hard 'look I am rich enough to spend 10000 on a boob job' kind. But nice big hangers that you can grab and squeeze and do all other sorts of stuff with.

After greeting her I busied myself with something while I asked her to sit down in the chair, then turned around. Yep, big boobs and a nice big round ass, the kind that needs to be fucked – after a good spanking that is. For the umpteenth time I regretted I only had the normal dentist's chair, the kind where the patient lays back. For patients like Brooke a gyno chair would make things so much easier. Lay her down, spread her legs and get right at that hole between them. Sighing I tried to push those visions out of my mind and get to work. She was probably just another stuck-up kid that had taking a vow of chastity until Mr Right comes along.

When she opened her mouth her pink tongue flicked across her lips for a moment as if she was  preparing to suck cock or lick a juicy pussy. Damn it, I needed to concentrate. When I had been working on her teeth for a few minutes I suddenly realized something warm and soft on my elbow. I was actually leaning on her left tit. But as she hadn't complained I saw no reason to be uncomfortable and leaned in a bit closer. Quite a nice way to work resting your elbow on a big soft tit.

Having completed the rough cleaning I turned to reach for a new instrument. And when I turned back I nearly dropped it. Half of her left tit had slipped out the side of her string top. And what is more Brooke's nipples were almost poking holes through the thin material. What a minx, getting hot on my elbow. I shifted position slightly and leaned in very carefully. Yep, bull's eye, I could feel her left nipple right under my arm. And damn if she didn't give a slight moan when she felt the pressure. This was one hot bitch. The possibilities stacked up in my mind.

I kept moving my arm slightly while I was working and rubbed across her nipple, which soon poked into my arm almost painfully. Here's a little trick I learned from experience. If you raise the backrest of the chair rather quickly and then lower it again, the patient's body slides down an inch or two, but her clothes usually stay where they are on the chair. I told her some nonsense about having to get at a different part of her mouth and performed my little trick. I was immediately rewarded with the sight of an inch or two of light brown stomach. Of course I pretended nothing had happened and kept working. Brooke did not seem to mind either and was soon moaning again every time my arm rubbed across her nipple. I made sure she got her money's worth, both on her teeth and on her tits. By the time I was done her teeth were positively glowing and her top was in serious danger of being poked through. When I judged her ready (and eager and willing), I got up, but told her to stay in the chair for another moment. I put down my instruments and walked round the chair, the bottom of the chair to be exact. A pity about the gyno chair, but this time it wasn't even necessary. Brooke's short skirt had dutifully done what it was supposed to do, cling to the chair, while Brooke slid down and from where I was standing I had a good view of a pair of white panties – and a nice dark patch right where it counts. She even had her legs spread a couple of inches. Now for the kill.

"What do you think I am, you little slut?"

Brooke's eyes flew open and she looked at me in confusion.

"Look at yourself, your tits half hanging out of your top, your nipples hard and your legs open to show off your wet pussy. Did you come here to get hot and fantasize about me when you get home? Or wouldn't you even wait till you get home and start playing with your pussy in some public restroom on the way? Want me to leave you alone in here so you can start right away?"

Brooke's face was a study in confusion and shame. She babbled something incoherent.

"I think I should phone your mother and complain about your behavior. I'm sure your Mom will be very happy to hear her daughter behaved like a slut."

"No, please don't." Brooke tried to get up, but the sudden movement just made her slide down a bit more and fully exposed her panties.

"What now? Eager to show off your pussy, Brooke? You really are shameless. Want to joggle until your tits fall out of that skimpy top completely? I've never had a woman trying so blatantly to expose herself to me. Maybe I should phone your college, too."

"No, please, Miss, don't. It's all an accident." Brooke babbled.

"And accident? Do you think I'm an idiot? I can tell a hot slut when I see one. Come on, Brooke, look me in the eye and tell me you are not hot and horny right now."

White girls have one advantage. It shows much nicer when they are blushing, but Brooke made a valiant attempt. She also looked down and bit her lip. The full show of embarrassment. Very nice. But not nice enough.

"What is it Brooke? Are you horny?"

Just a shade of a nod.

"I did not hear you, Brooke."

This time she said yes, but almost inaudibly.

"I still cannot hear you. Come on, say it out loud now."

"I am horny, Miss."

Loud and clear, not bad. And I liked that she called me Miss. This girl had potential. Now for it.

"Show me!"

This time she did look at me, her eyes wide open in shock.

"What … what do you mean?" She stammered.

"What I mean is that you have been teasing me for half an hour. So go ahead. Show me those nipples that you have been pushing at me all that time. Go ahead. Show me you boobs and those big pointy nipples."

And she did. I did not even have to try a bit of blackmail. Her eyes lowered shamefully, but with her breath showing her arousal, she pulled up her top to show those gorgeous hangers. I made my voice softer.

"Go ahead, play with them. That is what you want, isn't it? Rub them and squeeze them and roll them between your fingers. Go ahead, play with your nipples."

When she hardly hesitated, I knew I had her. This girl took direction well. Oh, the possibilities. But I wanted to make double sure.

"Close your eyes, Brooke. Enjoy the feeling enjoy your wonderful breasts, their softness and the hardness of your nipples."

My voice can be quite hypnotic, when I choose to use it, and this time I did. And how I did it. Soon she was panting and squeezing her nipples harder and harder, pinching them, pulling them. She liked a bit of pain mixed in, even better. The wet stain was spreading and it was time for the next step.

"I know you want to touch your pussy now, Brooke. That will feel so good, won't it? Rubbing those soft pliant lips and playing with that little pleasure knob. Don't stop now, Brooke. Go ahead and touch yourself. Here, let me help you."

While her right hand was wandering down her body I reached out and pulled the panties down. She even raised her ass to make it easier for me.  What a frigging slut.

"Yes, now touch your pussy. That feels so good. Keep your eyes closed and concentrate on the pleasure. There's a good girl."

Yes keep your eyes closed and keep rubbing that juicy cunt, while I get the camera I use to document my work and produce some different documentation. The pictures came out great. Brooke lying back in the dentist's chair one hand mauling her tits, the other one first rubbing, then fucking her cunt. Beautiful pictures. Well, not exactly beautiful, but highly pornographic. I just knew my BF would jerk off over them when I wasn't home. I took one last pictures of Brookes cunt with three fingers in it and her face in the background, then quietly connected the camera to the computer and brought up the last picture on the big screen. Time to turn the screw.

"Stop that, you frigging slut!" No more nice hypnotic voice now.

Brooke's eyes flew open again and she realized what she had been doing. She looked shocked, but her hands stayed right where they were.

"Nice pic, don't you think?" I nodded at the screen.

I swear when she saw herself, he first reaction was to give her clit another quick rub.

"Think it would make good poster for the waiting room?" I asked conversationally. "Maybe not. Too pornographic probably. But I know a few sites online where it would fit beautifully. And the others, too, of course." I flicked through some of the other pictures. "Just think of all the men who would jerk off over those pictures. Including of course your fellow students. But then again, they wouldn't have to jerk off over the pics, would they? They'd just come by and ask you to masturbate for them live. Or maybe suck their cocks. You wouldn't have much time to study anymore, of course. Always provided the college wouldn't expel you. But you can always earn some money having guys fuck you."

"Please, Miss." She interrupted in a voice that managed to be both embarrassed and eager at the same time. "What do you want me to do?"

Clever girl. She caught on quickly. And asked the right questions.

"First of all, I'd like you to take the fingers out of your cunt, bitch. And secondly I'd like you to give my pussy some good oral service, understood?"

"Yes, Miss."

This time the excitement was all too evident in her voice. This one had LOTS of potential. I lowered the chair as much as it would go and swung my leg over the headrest. Just the right height, I'd tried it out with my bf when it was newly installed. Of course that day I had had my pussy licked for about 5 minutes and spent the following hour licking a pair of big hairy balls. This time it would be different.

She got to work on me eagerly and I could tell mine wasn't the first pussy she had licked. So much the better, I love an experienced tongue. I adjusted my position so she could work on my clitty, which is what I like best. And since I was facing forward this put her nose right inside my pussy. Very nice. I was already wet from watching my little slut, but her tongue drove me forward in leaps and bounds. This was one good pussy-licking bitch. So good that I did not even stop her from playing with her own cunt again. But the tits I kept for myself. I grabbed them hard and her body jerked when I twisted and mauled them. Her fingers became frantic, but I was too far gone to stop her. That tongue was really something. It took her not even 5 minutes to drive me over the edge.

"Yes, you fucking little whore, eat out my pussy." I screamed and rubbed myself off on her face. I know I gush a lot, but this time it felt like gallons and the little slut's face was dripping with my juices.

I breathed hard and sat down on her face to rest for a moment. She had apparently come, too, as her fingers were playing with her pussylips lazily. I'd cure her of that. And a few other things. I swung off her face. Her hair was partly soaked, too. Not my problem, why didn't she swallow like a good slut should?

"Clean up the chair, bitch. And don't even dream of asking for a rag. Lick it clean."

She was blushing again now that she had had her orgasm and fully aware of what she had just done, but she obeyed without resistance. When she was done I told her to get dressed and made her stand before my desk.

"Now, Brooke, take another good look at the pictures. They will remain on my PC as long as you are a good obedient girl. You do as I say and they will stay there forever, is that clear."

"Yes." She would not look me in the eye.

"I liked it better, when you called me Miss, remember that. But keeping your eyes lowered is a good idea. Now I think you need a thorough check of your mouth, so you will come back on Saturday morning. You will be the only patient and you will learn a lot about hygiene. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Miss." There was a gleam in her eye. This bitch actually like it.

"Then you can go now. But don't get too near other people on the lift. You stink like a cheap whore."

She left without another word. I had got myself an eager little sex slave. And in three days' time I would begin her training in earnest.

 

The second session

Having your own business premises has its perks. If only to go there on a Saturday morning to to have your pussy eaten out by a little slut.  I had even brought a little surprise for her. Brooke was already waiting in front of the door, visibly nervous, but there on time. I unlocked the door without a word, then turned towards her once we were inside.

"Let's get one thing straight from the start. Before you even start pleading or begging. Do you want your pictures all over the net and all the frat boys jerking off over it? Yes or no?"

She shook her head violently. "No, no."

"Then you had better do what I say, whatever I say, at once and without objection. Is that clear? And you can call me Miss again."

She was visibly deflated and looked down at her toes. "Yes, Miss. I'll do whatever you say."

Good answer. I pointed to the treatment room. She got moving without any further ado. I busied myself outside for a few minutes wanting to make her sweat a bit, then joined her. She was standing near the chair wringing her hands nervously.

"Now here are a few rules you will remember. When you come to a treatment, you will immediately lie down on the chair, your hands on the armrests and your feet on either side of the chair, understood?"

"Yes, Miss" Brooke breathed and made for the chair.

"Wait, I forgot to mention you will do so naked."

She gulped. "But, Miss, if someone should come in. I can't possibly …" Her voice trailed off under my withering look.

"The only thing you can't do is afford to contradict or disobey me. Which brings us to the second rule: If you do either of that, a picture goes up on the net." I paused taking in her shock and letting her stew. "Unless … " She raised her eyes hopefully. "Unless you beg me to punish you as I see fit." I let that sink in for another few seconds, then switched on the office computer.

"No, please, Miss. Please don't upload a picture." She took a deep breath. "Please punish me for being disobedient."

Nicely said. I foresaw few problems for there on in. This girl took to being my slut like a duck to water, well, maybe a slightly reluctant duck. I left the computer running just in case I needed to remind her again and pointed to the chair. She slowly pulled her shirt over her head revealing thos luscious tits I couldn't wait touching, then dropped her pants. After only a slight hesitation she pulled down her panties, too, turning away from me. As if I would see enough of her pussy later. But bending down she gave me a nice look of her full ass. Taking another breath she climbed into the chair and assumed the position I had ordered her to. When I lowered the upper part her body leaned by nicely and at the same time she had to spread her legs wider to keep her feet on the floor. Perfect position. If Roberto had been here, he would have shoved his fat cock right into that inviting cunt, never mind that he had shoved it into mine only half an hour ago.  I walked around Brooke enjoying the view.  Her pussy was actually starting to glisten slightly and her nipples were contracting.

"So what shall I do with you now? You begged for a punishment so nicely. How shall I punish you?"

"I don't know," she said in a small voice.

I laughed. "Of course you don't, stupid. You are just a little slut who can't keep her fingers out of her cunt, aren't you? Who is just aching to get something hard inside her holes. Well, why don't we start with that? Here, stick this somewhere."

I grabbed the nearest piece a equipment I could find, a dental mirror with a thin metal handle.

"Come on, I want to see you stick it in you."

She took it a bit too eagerly and without delay pushed it deep into her pussy. She shivered slightly when she felt the cold metal, but it slid in easily. I went to fetch something else and my eyes fell on a little notestand that had been an advertising gimmick from some company who wanted me to use their products, a metal base maybe 2 inches square, a springy rod of a few inches with a small clamp at the top to hold a note. Perfect. I took it over to the chair and pushed it into Brooke's hand.

"Now this."

She looked at it in confusion for a moment, then turned it around and started to push the thin end into her pussy.

"Stop, That hole is already occupied. Use another one."

Now she was really confused. I left her to work it out and sat on my little stool to enjoy the show. She hit upon the obvious solution and held the base in her mouth. Just the way I had planned it. Now for the real punishment. From the little cupboard by the side I got a plastic can of toothpaste, not your regular metal squeeze kind, but a plastic can about an inch in diameter with a rounded plastic cover that hid the squeezing mechanism.

"Ok, slut, one more."

There was panic in her eyes now. There was only one place the can could possibly fit. She tried to say something, but with the thing in her mouth she could not form words.

"There is no reason to speak or delay. You chose which hole you filled already and there is no changing it. So make this disappear in your body or I'll upload the first picture."

Hesitantly she reached between her legs, but could not reach far enough. Her eyes pleaded with me.

"Ok, you may change your position provided you keep your legs spread."

Brooke's face was a study in humiliation as she raised her legs (remembering to keep the spread) and pushed the rounded end against her tight asshole. Her face scrunched up as she tried to push harder to overcome the tight muscle at the entrance. I reached behind me, grabbed the notepad and threw a few lines down, then pulled of the top sheet and fixed it in the little holder Brooke was holding. Then I got out ma camera again.

Brooke was breathing heavily and had almost worked the top of the little can into her ass. Giving her some lubricant would have made it a lot easier, but why make it easy for the little slut? It was much more fun this way. She was groaning with the effort and the pain of stretching her hole, but she had finally reached the full width and with every groan the thing disappeared another quarter of an inch. I snapped away happily until just the base remained visible.

"Well, that wasn't so bad, was it? Of course a little pain was necessary, after all it was your punishment for not doing as you were told. But look what nice pictures I got."

I showed her the close-ups of her cunny and ass first and that made her cringe, but when she saw the really nice ones her eyes went the size of saucers. There she was with the mirror in her pussy, her hands almost done filling her asshole and in her mouth the noteholder with the note saying: "I am Brooke and I like things up my ass." No chance she would risk having that picture published.

"Now get up, slut. And no, you cannot take those things out of your holes. And make sure you don't 'accidentally drop them."

Brooke getting up was a real sight. The can in her ass stretched wide, but at the same time she had to squeeze her pussy so she would not lose the slender mirror. And when she stood the note waved happily with every movement. I opened the door to the reception area. I wanted some lips service now and not standing awkwardly above the chair and the only comfortable armchair is the one for the customers to wait in in the reception area. Brooke looked at me wildly and baulked.

"Oh yes, I forgot. The big windows in the reception area and all the people walking by on a Saturday morning. But you know, the lower half of the windows is frosted, so you should be alright if you crawl. I think."

In fact I know you can hardly see a person's face from outside, not unless you are 6'5'', but there was no need to tell Brooke that. So I sat done and treated myself to the sight of Brooke coming after me on hands and knees, her knocker swinging invitingly. When she had crawled to my chair, I reached out with my foot and set her titties swinging again, well, not titties really, more like udders.

"You look so much like a cow, Brooke, with those big dangling udders. Maybe some day I should take you to a farm and put a milking machine on them. I wonder if you'd give milk."

She looked up and beside the look of humiliation there was actual hunger in her face. And she did not look up into my face, but only enough to look under my skirt. I took the noteholder from her mouth.

"What would you like to do now, little slut?" I asked quietly.

"Lick your pussy," she shot back immediately. Quite the slut. Great.

"Well, if you beg nicely, I may let you do it."

"Please, Miss, may I lick your pussy again?"

"Go ahead, slut, Do what you are good for."

She almost dived under my skirt. I wasn't wearing panties, of course, they would only have got in the way, so a second later I felt that young eager tongue on my clitty. Brooke really put her mind to it and made her tongue twirl around it and then explore the folds of my labia. I could really get used to this. Pity I couldn't hire her as my assistant and have her work on me while I was working on the patients. I'm sure it would have made me the most popular dental hygienist in town. At least with the gentlemen. But quite a few ladies, too, I guess. I let her work on me for a few minutes and build the tension nicely, then grabbed her head and just used her as a masturbation tool, rubbing her face all over my crotch, feeling her chin, her lips, her nose rub across my clit. Ahhh yes, this was so good. And I would get plenty more of it in the months to come. The thought drove me over the edge. I just remembered to rub her nose right across my clit, when the climax hit me. I let go and started pumping and squirting my juices into her mouth. Even in my orgasm I felt Brooke's head jerk, when she got the first big load, but I held her and made her gobble everything up. My thighs squeezed together holding her head in a vise, while I calmed down. When I could finally breathe and form a clear thought again I released her head and she came up panting and smeared with slime.

"Did you enjoy that, slut?" I smiled. "You know I brought you a little gift. Just before I left, I fucked with my boyfriend and you got a nice big load of cum together with my juices. I'm sure a slut like you just loves cum. In fact I'm pretty sure you are an eager cocksucker, too. And get lots of practice. Now get dressed, the session is over. Leave the mirror in the sink, but  keep the toothpaste. A little gift from me."

She crawled away still breathing heavily and I'm pretty certain she gave her cunt a few quick rubs while she got dressed. When she came out, I asked.

"Where's the toothpaste?"

Brooke raised her hand and showed it to me. "I cleaned it in the sink, Miss."

"I said keep it, not take it out and clean it.  You will not leave this room unless the toothpaste is where it belongs."

She looked at the treatment room longingly, but in the end had to drop her pants right there and hope nobody would see her while she worked the toothpaste into her ass all over again. It went in a lot more easily this time.

"And just so you remember to do as your told, you will come by for another check on…" I consulted my appointment book. "On Tuesday at 1, I have an opening there. And I expect the toothpaste to be where it belongs. Understood, slut?"

"Yes, Miss," she turned to go, but at the door hesitated and looked back. "And thank you, Miss."

 

Tuesday appointment

When I let the 12.30 customer out, Brooke was duly waiting, but so was Mr Clarke, who was scheduled for 1.30. I waved for Brooke to go in while I exchanged a few words with old Mr Clarke. He said he didn't mind waiting, he had been in the area anyway. Well, he would have had to wait anyway. No way I'd give up my session with my new young slut.

When I closed the door behind me, Brook was in the chair and in the prescribed position, but fully clothed. I walked over to her and smiled down at her, then backhanded her left tits sharply. Brook gave a yelp.

"What do you think you are doing slut? I said you strip the moment you come in here and lay down naked."

"But, Miss," her eyes turned to the door. "There is a man waiting outside."

"Yes, bitch. And if you are not naked and back in position in 10 seconds, I'll open the door, invite him in and then make you strip. So hop to it."

It took her a bit more than ten seconds, but she sure tore those clothes off her body. And revealed pointy nipples and a soaked cunt. I lowered the chair and made her raise her legs. Sure the can was in place in her asshole. I wondered if she had inserted it in some public restroom before she came or if she had walked around with her ass filled at college all morning. But not too much. I wanted her tongue working on me. So I straddled her face.

"Now we don't have much time today, so pay attention, slut. You are going to learn how to lick my pussy properly today. This will direct you."  I let her have a light tap with the riding crop I had bought that morning. It was hardly more than a touch, but directed right at her clit, it produced and jerk, that felt very good between my legs. "Now I'll show you exactly where I want your tongue. Get started."

I tapped her left pussylip and immediately felt her sucking mine. Someone had told me Brooke was a good student, now I could only concur. The next tap on her right lip was slightly harder and produced another jerk, but she dutifully started on the other side. The next quarter of an hour she learnt exactly where and how to lick my pussy – Long gentle tonguestrokes, short, quick licks, on either side, flicking over my clit or reaching right into my wet pussy. The way I liked best were the short, hard slpas of her lips against my clit. Not that I did not enjoy her other ministrations, too, but the short hard slaps of the crop on her pussy made her body arch delightfully and pushed her nose right against my asshole. I could have enjoyed that for ages, but 1.30 was approaching quickly, so I dropped the cane, grabbed the armrests and just rubbed myself off on her face. No need to let her know her tongue would have done the trick just as well. I got up quickly (though reluctantly) and grabbed a handful of her hair to rub my pussy dry.

"What are you waiting for? Get up, bitch."

"I'm so hot, Miss. Please." She gasped.

"What? Do you think I'll lick your dirty snatch? Get up at once."

She obeyed reluctantly. While she was getting dressed, my eyes fell on the chair.

"Come here, slut, and look at the mess you made. You dripped your cuntslime all over the chair. Next time you'll lick it all up yourself, but we don't have the time now."

I mopped up her juice with a wet towel, while she finished dressing, then immediately opened the door and asked Mr Clarke in. Brooke had only just done up the button on her jeans when he entered.

"Why don't you lie down, Mr Clarke. I'll just show Brooke out."

Brooke hurried out, but I called for her to wait. I left the door open behind me, then sauntered over to where she was waiting. A quick look proved she was out of sight of my next patient. I grabbed her hair and brought her ear close to my mouth.

"You have one minute to come, slut. Shove your hand down your jeans and get started."

Her eyes flew nervously back and forth between the open door to the treatment room and big window. Above the frosted part you could just see people's faces as they passed by.

"Now, bitch," I hissed tugging on her hair.

The galvanized Brook into action. Breathing heavily she forced her right hand down her tight jeans, but the moment she reached her crotch her face changed into an expression of pure bliss. This girl really loved polishing her cunt. She rubbed furiously.

"Thirty seconds left, slut" I whispered. "Better hurry up, before Mr Clarke comes up wondering where I am. Or would you like him to see you with your hand on your snatch?"

She redoubled her efforts. It seemed I had judged right. She was so horny, she did not need more than 30 seconds to come. Her face was study in arousal. Still sticky with my pussy juice, her features contorted there was only one thing it said: SEX. Then her eyes turned up and her body started trembling. She bit her lip knowing she couldn't groan or cry out. I forced her to look at me.

"You are such a filthy cunt-rubbing slut, Brooke," I hissed.

And then I spat right in her face and shoved her towards the door. She stumbled on wobbly knees, still feeling the afterthroes of her climax. She only just remembered to pull her hand from her jeans, when I pushed her out the door and was left standing in the street, with her hand wet from her cunt, her face and hair coated with my juices and my spit hanging from her cheek.

 

Job duties

Now Roberto has a nice fat cock to shove up my pussy, but there is something special about having a hot college student shove her nose in there. Besides spending a working day without sex is a long time, so I phoned Brooke at home. But Brooke was at college, so I only got her mother Cheryl. I was almost tempted to order her over for a bit of pussylicking. She has been reducing her hairdresser's bill by eating out my good friend Chris's snatch for a few years and is just such a submissive horny bitch as her daughter. Maybe I'd use her in tandem with her bitch daughter some point later, but now I wanted a young slut. So I told her about the job offer. Three afternoons a week, pretty good money for a college kid who needs lots of job training (my would she get training, I grinned), so Cheryl readily agreed to send her daughter over

When my little bitch arrived in the afternoon, she was clearly nervous, but she was also looking for a job (which college kid isn't?), so she said yes, but asked rather timidly what her duties would be.

"Assist me at the chair, greet the patients, answer the phone, when I am busy, make appointments and a few other things, but most of all, do what you are told. Can you do that, Brooke?"

She nodded and looked positively relieved. I wondered, if she had imagined, I'd make her give the patients blowjobs. I grinned.

"Ok, get your ass in the treatment room and you can put on the white smock hanging there."

She went immediately. I followed a minute later. Yes, just as I thought. I grabbed her hair and slapped her a couple of times.

"What do you think you are doing, bitch? Didn't I tell you to strip once you are in here?"

"But,… but…" she sputtered. "You told me to put on the smock."

"Yes, I did, stupid cunt, but I did not tell you to leave your clothes on under it, did I? Now strip!"

She clearly did not like the idea, but who cares what a little slut like Brooke thinks? She stripped in a flash and put on the smock even faster. She had hardly covered herself, when the outer door opened and the first patient came in. I reached out quickly and gave Brooke nipples a quick twist through the smock, then went outside to greet Mrs Walker, my next patient. When I showed her into the treatment room, Brook was fiddling nervously, but her nipples were clearly hard und showing wonderfully through the smock. Did I mention I had altered the smock I had given Brook a bit so the top button was a number of inches lower? When I looked at her from the side I was treated to quick an expanse of big brown udder. I wonder, whose pussy was creaming more, mine or Brooke's.

As the afternoon progressed Brooke relaxed. She even seemed to enjoy helping. I was wondering how she would enjoy the next part of her duties. Between 4 and 4.15 I always take a little break between patients and when the last patient before the break had left (old Mr Custer, who had kept ogling Brooke's young tits openly), I closed the door.

"Strip, on your knees."

She took orders well. What a nice feeling of anticipation when you see a naked slut looking up at you from pussy height and you know she is going to learn something knew. I savored the moment, while I slowly undid my smock and dropped my skirt.

"Now you are going to be introduced to another one of your regular duties, bitch. Get your face in my crotch."

I had hardly finished, when I felt her nose press against my pussy and her tongue flicking out. Time for another couple of slaps.

"Did I tell you I wanted you to lick my pussy? Is that all you can think of, slut?"

She looked bewildered.

"Now get your face back where it belongs, open your mouth wide and make sure you don't spill a drop."

I like long hair with young women. It give you a nice hold to keep their faces where you want them. I got two good handfuls to make sure she did not budge, then let go. When the first spurts of pee splashed into her mouth, she started struggling, but my hands are quite strong. In the end she had to swallow. No point in making it too hard for an apprentice toilet, so I gave her my pee in small gulps. It also gave a good chance to appreciate the taste. After a while she stopped struggling and I had a rather pleasant pee. When I was done, I kept her face where it was.

"Now give me some tongue. I had having drops of pee stuck in my pussy. Clean me up well."

There was hardly any hesitation and she kept at it way past the point where my pussy was clean and fresh. But who was I to complain? In the end I had a very nice orgasm.

"Not bad for a start, bitch. But from tomorrow I want you to be ready for toilet duty when I come back from seeing the patient out and no more struggling, understood?"

"Please, Miss, do I have to do that. I mean, I'll lick your pussy whenever you want, but…."

She stopped when she saw her pictures come up on the computer screen.

"Well, which one should I publish, slut?"

"No, no, please, I'll do what you want" she hesitated. "Can you please punish me instead of posting a picture?"

Nice memory.

"Bend over!"

I grabbed the nearest implement and pushed it halfway up her asshole. She gasped.

"That stays there for the rest of the afternoon, understood?"

"Yes, Miss," she answered meekly.

She did walk very carefully for the rest of the afternoon and seemed distracted, probably imagining what the patient would say, if something suddenly dropped out from under her frock. I kept reminding her regularly not to drop things, which made her squirm every time.

Finally the last patient of the day was leaving. One more thing to teach her today.

"Are you horny, bitch?"

"Yes, Miss."

"Like it up the ass, don't you? Want something bigger? A nice fat cock, maybe, little asswhore?"

She only bit her lip, but I decided to let it go for the moment.

"Want to cum, slut?"

She looked up suddenly flushed.

"Oh yes, please Miss."

"Strip, on your knees, show off your hole."

A second later she was showing me her dripping cunt. I pushed my foot between her legs and she started gasping immediately, when I rubbed my shoe through her snatch. When I felt she was almost cumming, I withdrew.

"Look at that, slut, you creamed all over my shoes. Clean it!"

She knew what was expected and licked my shoe clean immediately. I turned round.

"Ok, you'll get your chance, if you do your duty well. Eat out my ass."

She was too far gone to resist and pushed her face between my asscheeks. Ahhh, that always feels so good to have a bitch eat out your shithole. I let her work for a moment, then glanced around. She was busy polishing her cunt.

"Hurry up, stick your tongue in my bunghole, filthy bitch. And cum, now!"

She did. Both.

Nice day at the office, I must say. And I was only just getting started.