He looked around. He was in the private room he'd big man cock paid through the nose for. Bad enough that he had to be sick, and helpless--he'd been big determined he wouldn't man be crammed in with bigcock-kingdong strangers while doctors big and nurses big pawed him over. It wasn sexy't that he hated people; it was just that he didn't cock like having them around when he was feeling so vulnerable and couldn't get away.

Paul allowed himself man to be soothed. He didn't big really cock have much big choice, after all; either he'd be okay or big he wouldn't, but he was in no position to man leap up and make a break for it. After a bigcock-kingdong while, he went to sleep bigcock-kingdong again.

He big man cock must have still been a little woozy, because, eyes fixing on man her impressive chest, he blurted, "Hey babe, nice rack. How's about peeling big off that starched big shirt bigcock-kingdong and giving me a good look?" The cock moment the words were out of bigcock-kingdong his mouth, he cringed bigcock-kingdong. Oh my God, he thought, did I say that out sexy loud?

What happened next was totally unexpected. The gorgeous nurse stiffened man, then, eyes widening, casually unbuttoned her blouse, and sexy tossed it aside. Then she big leaned forward over him and said, "Is this good enough, Mr. Bennett?"

"Rhonda cock, Mr big. Bennett. My name big man cock is Rhonda Marks cock." The girl cock's cock voice sounded perfectly normal, calm and big relaxed as she sexy posed with her bra in his big man cock face. She big seemed big not to bigcock-kingdong realize sexy there sexy was anything unusual going big on.

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"Rhonda, stand up," he said. She obeyed, repeating, "Yes, Mr. Bennett big." He could see her relax once big she was big no longer leaning over so awkwardly. "Rhonda big, get dressed," he continued. She picked up her bra and blouse and big put big them on calmly. "Rhonda," he asked curiously, "how do big you feel about what just happened?"

Rhonda shuddered bigcock-kingdong, picturing herself cock trying to explain how just a few words big from a patient had had her doing - a strip act for him. She'd be cock lucky just man to big lose big man cock her job. "As big for coming back here," Paul went on cock, "of course you will, if it's part of your normal duties big. And you'll do big man cock everything cock you can to make sure it continues to be big part of your duties, won't you?"

He regarded her for sexy a moment. "One thing," he said. "'Mr. Bennett' is too formal, if big we're cock going to be," he smirked, "working closely together. From big now on, you big man cock'll only call bigcock-kingdong me man that if other bigcock-kingdong people big are around. When we're alone, it's 'master.' Do you sexy understand?"

"Yes, master big," Rhonda agreed.

"Good girl, Rhonda." The nurse toppled over cock, glassy-eyed, scrambling to tear off her sexy clothing as her bigcock-kingdong body spasmed uncontrollably big.

"Hello, Mr big. Bennett," the big man cock girl said. She man was a petite bigcock-kingdong, slender black bigcock-kingdong girl, younger than bigcock-kingdong Rhonda. She had a special voice of her own, low and husky.

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Her eyes opened. She sighed and settled back onto the soles of bigcock-kingdong her feet.

Paul recalled an sexy old line from the comics he'd read as a kid: "With great power comes great responsibility." It had always big struck big him big as corny, but now big--!

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It was the big perfect opening.

"Perfectly . . . Charlene." Paul had the upper hand big now, and knew it big. "You don't mind my calling you by your first name, Charlene. In fact, it turns you on. All the way on."

"RRRRRARRRRRR cock." Charlene launched herself across her desk at him, knocking him out of his chair. The two of them went down in a heap. Then, for a time, both cock of them forgot big about everything but each other.