Hypno-Birth Control
Chapter 2
I got to the Clinic for eight. It was not as busy as on the previous visits, and given the time, this was to be expected. The receptionist, Tanya, accompanied me to Doctor Shipman’s office. Inside, both he and Doctor West were waiting, and both standing. She said “Victoria. It’s good to see you. I said we would, didn’t I?” “I’m only here for some answers,” I said, “Something is very wrong. What are you doing here? What have you done to me?” I asked. “Calm down,” Doctor Shipman said. “Yes, Victoria. Calm down and sit down,” Doctor West then directed me. “I won’t calm down until you tell me what’s going,” I shouted. “Listen to me, Victoria. Listen to me. Are you listening, Victoria?” She said. “Yes, I’m listening,” I said, feeling much calmer already then than I had been. “Sit down,” she said, and I did. “You’ve experienced a form of conditioning, Victoria. Not too much, yet. But we want to take it a little further,” she said. The door opened and in walked nurse Price. “Go with the nurse, Victoria,” Doctor Shipman said. I looked at him, then at Doctor West. “Go with the nurse, Victoria,” she said firmly. I stood up and followed nurse Price to a room, much the same as the one I had sat in with Kay. I quickly lay on the couch there and let nurse Price wire me up and put the VR headset on me. “Relax, Victoria,” she said, and I did my best to, despite feeling anxious, and not a little scared. I knew that something terribly wrong was going on here now.
I know I must have relaxed as I ed nothing of what I’d experienced lying on that couch. I’d obviously dozed off as it was the words “Wake up Victoria” that that brought me out of what slumber I was in. It was nurse Price again. “Take a few moments to pull yourself together. Doctor West will see you in her office when you have,” she said. I looked at the clock on the wall. Nine-thirty. It was that long I’d been in the room. As I walked towards Doctor West’s office, I had the urge to run out of the building, but remained determined to find out what had been going on. I was worrying then, more about Kay than myself. Something had been done to my mind, that was for sure, and it was what may have been done to Kay that I was determined to find out. As I stepped into her office the Doctor was sitting behind her desk. “Sit down, Victoria,” she said, and I did, on the chair in front of the desk. I was about to say something when she produced that black dildo again. “If I told you to fuck yourself with this for me again, Victoria, you would, wouldn’t you?” I hesitated. I wasn’t exactly sure. I had experienced a mind-blowing orgasm using it. So, if I was going to fuck myself with it, and she was going to watch again, would I actually do that I asked myself. I felt aroused at the thought of doing it again, though. With her watching. That had been such a turn-on too, her watching. Yes, I decided. I would. “Yes, I would,” I said, anticipating then that she was going to hand it to me, but instead she stood up. “Stand up and bend over the desk for me, lifting up your skirt,” she said. I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed at not now fucking myself with that substitute cock, or apprehensive about what was going to happen then, but I remained determined to find out what was going on at the Clinic, how my Kay may have somehow been influenced there, and I thought maybe complying as the Doctor had asked would go some way to achieve that. Well, that was how I saw doing what I did. As I bent over the desk, pulling up my skirt, the Doctor rose from her chair and came round to stand beside me. “As I told you before, Victoria. The Process renders you compliant to suggestion. From now on, you’ll feel good complying with what I tell you to do. Understood?” “Yes,” I said without hesitating. “Spread your legs a little, and pull on those cheeks for me,” she said, so I did. “That felt good, didn’t it?” She asked. “Yes,” I said, because it did feel good. I didn’t understand why. Maybe it was the anticipation of what was to come, but I did feel good pulling on my arse cheeks. As her hand rested on the small of my back and slid down, I ed that I hadn’t put any panties on when I left home earlier. In fact, I took them off before leaving. I couldn’t quite now why, but the fact that I wasn’t wearing any made what happened next that much easier. I could feel a finger following down the crack and when it reached my arsehole it stopped, and pushed in. “Have you ever been fucked in the arse, Victoria?” She asked. “I tried it maybe a handful of times with a couple of lovers but I don’t like it,” I said, and I didn’t. “If I ask whether you’ll be nice for Doctor Shipman and let him fuck you there, Victoria, you would, wouldn’t you?” She asked. “I guess so,” I responded, but wasn’t sure I’d be keen on it happening, and really hoped he didn’t. “Or would you prefer it in here?” She said as the finger left my arsehole and moved down, entering the other hole there. “Yes, I think I would,” I said, knowing that it would be my preference. “What do you call it?” She asked. “Call it?” I then asked. “Yes. Is it your pussy, fanny, snatch, or maybe even cunt?” She suggested. “I don’t know. I don’t have much cause to refer to it,” I said as I could feel the finger pushed in deeper and now probing in there. I decided it was probably two fingers, actually. “Let’s call it your cunt. It sounds more base, more dirty. Don’t you think?” She said. “Ok,” I agreed. “You like me fingering your cunt, being dirty with you, don’t you Victoria?” She said as the fingers probing continued. “I’m not sure,” I replied. “Tell me you like it, Victoria,” she said. “I like it,” I responded. “Like what?” She asked. “I like you being dirty and fingering my cunt,” I replied, wondering why I would readily use such language, but still mindful of what I was hoping to achieve there in finding out what was going on. Kay was home, and I really needed to get to the bottom of what was going on here and get back to discuss it with her. But I was also enjoying what the Doctor was doing to me right then. I was, as she’d said, feeling good at letting her. I began to wonder whether Doctor Shipman fucking me might be good too. I hadn’t had a satisfying fuck for a long while. Well, other than with that substitute cock I’d fucked myself with. “Good”, she said as I felt the fingers leaving. “Stay there Victoria. I won’t be a moment,” she said as she picked up the phone on the desk, pushed a couple of buttons and said “Yes, she’s ready for you now,” before replacing the receiver. “Stay just where you are,” she told me, and I did. A few moments later the door opened. I heard steps towards me. “Yes, I can see she is ready,” the voice I recognised as Doctor Shipman’s said. “Tell Doctor Shipman what it is you want, Victoria,” Doctor West said. I didn’t rightly know how to answer. “You’re going to be nice to Doctor Shipman, and ask him to fuck you. Aren’t you Victoria?” She then said, and I ed I was going to be nice, and did want to be fucked. I hadn’t had a satisfying fuck for a while. “Yes. Yes, I am. Please fuck me, Doctor,” I said. “Where?” She asked, and I hesitated before saying “In my cunt.” “You can be dirtier than that, can’t you Victoria?” She was telling me I could be. Yes, I can, I thought. I was feeling so aroused right then. I hadn’t been fucked for so long, there was a feeling of desperation in me when I begged him, “Fuck my dripping wet cunt, Doctor, please. Hurry, I need you inside me so badly, it hurts,” and as I said that I began to feel that I really did. I was so wet down there. Dripping as I’d said. It was hurting now too, without something inside me, and with no delaying he then entered. I felt an initial sense of relief as he started thrusting, gripping my hips as he did, and my hands were still pulling on my arse cheeks. Then the feeling of pleasure grew more intense. “You really want this, Victoria,” Doctor West said. Yes, she was right. I was really wanting this, needing this. “Yes. Yes, Doctor. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Don’t stop,” I started shouting. I was close to coming, and so quickly it would be if I did. He’d only been in me a minute or so. Then I did come. Pulsating through my body, the ecstatic feeling was, as I screamed first, and then let out a series of loud moans. There was no holding back on that this time. He continued to fuck me after I’d come, and less than another minute later brought me there again, when I screamed even louder. “Fill me up. Come inside me, please,” I strained to say as I was coming down from the peak of that second orgasm, only rising again as he fucked me harder. Would I come a third time, I wondered. Then he came. His thrusting slowed to match a grunt and a moan, then he released his grip on my hips and I felt him leave me. My heart still beating so fast, my breathing laboured. That was the most satisfying fuck I’d had in I couldn’t how long. “Be nice for Doctor Shipman and clean that cock for him, Victoria,” she then said. I wasn’t immediately sure I wanted to do that, taste both him and me on his cock, but Doctor West had asked politely, which made me feel good, and I wanted to be nice to Doctor Shipman, so I turned and went down on my knees. I took it in my mouth and began sucking, then licking, then sucking again, before swallowing. I moved off when I was sure any cum and my juices that were on it were now mixing in my stomach. I stood up and pulled my skirt down. I turned to Doctor West and was about to say something when she said “Sit,” so I did. I was beginning to feel so much better about the Doctors, and the Clinic then. They both stood a few feet away from me, each looking straight at me. “So, Victoria, it’s important that you’re always nice when we ask and do as you’re told when we tell you, Ok?” She said. “Yes,” I responded to that. I was warming so much to the pair of them. “That’s good to hear. Now Kay is due any day now, isn’t she, and we’re going to have her here to see her through a pain-free birth, aren’t we?” Doctor Shipman said. “Yes,” I said, wondering that I might raise then the concerns I had, but thinking maybe another time would be more appropriate, if in fact I still had them, as I was feeling really comfortable with this place now. Maybe there were no concerns anymore. “It’s all looking good for us, then,” Doctor West said, and after looking at Doctor Shipman with a smile, continued; “Now, Victoria. We’re going to call upon you occasionally to be nice to some associates of ours, Ok?” “Ok,” I said, wondering just how nice I was going to be expected to be. “Now if you would run along home now, we’ll likely see you again with Kay here soon, won’t we?” She said, and I said “Yes. Yes, you will. She’s due any day now.” “You’re happy that she’ll be giving birth here at the Clinic, aren’t you, Victoria?” She asked, and I hesitated because I knew I was there to discuss that very thing with them, but it seemed so right now that Kay would be giving birth there. “Yes. Yes, I am,” I agreed. “Good. Close the door on your way out,” she then said, and I did so as I left.
Driving home I cursed a little when I realised I hadn’t asked them what I was going to ask, but I’d changed my mind anyway, hadn’t I? I couldn’t not reflect, though, on that fucking I’d had by Doctor Shipman as I bent over the desk. I so needed it at the time, but doubt entered my mind as to whether it was right, even normal for me to have let him. I had felt good though. And the coming. Twice, in a couple of minutes. Well, that was something else. When I got home, Kay was not downstairs, so likely in bed, I thought. I took a glass of wine upstairs with me, and as I ed her bedroom I could just make out a gentle moaning, the sort of moan a girl might make rubbing her clit, or fingering her cunt. Yes, cunt. It was dirty, and I decided I kind of liked dirty now. I waited to hear her come before making for my bed. Drifting off I couldn’t help but reflect again on Doctor Shipman fucking me. So satisfying it was. So nice. Doctor West was right; it did feel good listening to her.