I love medical fetishes. I think it started the first time I went to the gynecologist and he molested me. I was so young and there I was spread eagle in the stirrups. Not even one hair on my tiny pussy. My dad made me go because he thought I was a little slut. He told the doctor that, so I guess the doctor took that as a free ticket to touch me in ways he wasn’t supposed to. My obsession has grown over the years to any kind of doctor – or hospital. Any place they want me to remove my clothes.
I always pretend to “forget” to put my gown on and when they come in the room I am naked and waiting. I am such a little whore I can always get them to fuck me. This was fun for awhile and then something even more exciting happened. The doctor was putting an IV in my arm – and you know how much I LOVE pain – and I watched in awe at the needle going in and the flash of blood as he finished. Then he took some vials and began filling them from the port in my arm. One after another of my fresh red blood. I swear I could feel it draining from my body.
I asked him if I could hold one and he looked confused but let me. I popped off the top and took a sip. His jaw about hit the ground, but he didn’t stop me. I poured the rest down over my naked breasts and giggled and said, “oops…” He was so flustered and didn’t know what to do so I asked him if he wanted a taste too. I saw his cock rise inside his scrubs and he slowly bent over and began licking my blood from my tits. I came so hard watching him taste the life that had been sucked out of me. He started licking and sucking harder – becoming addicted immediately to the taste of my blood. His face was covered and I ran my fingers through his hair as he finished cleaning me up with his tongue. He came in his scrubs – I could see it all down the front. I don’t like being sick – but I can certainly fake it to get myself back in to see him again!
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