Virginity

My face is buried in a petite patient's tender muff. She squeals too loud and I tell her to shut up for the fourth time.
"You fucking slut." I spit on her pink skin. It drips down past both her holes. She quivers, helpless to her pleasure senses, at the sensation as I begin to blow air down the trace it leaves, running my finger nails up and down her thick, toned thighs. She is twenty four years old, a stressed student in serious need of incentive revolving around her sex life. She is also a squirter.
I'm about to rub her clit with my two fingers to make her ejaculate again but something stops me. The sound of the loud bell indicating a patient has become violent registers in my mind. I stand up, having no choice but to leave the room and abandon our "meeting", risking being written up for negligence if not.
She curses as I leave the room, in sheer self pity. I shake my head in disgust of her self-centred behaviour.
I look out to see four nurses restraining a man from punching another, the first man failing his arms in attempt to break free. Three of them are trained in fighting, one a student in his practicum who is barely any help to the situation.
Once the man spots me, he immediately begins pleading, "Please don't form me, doctor, he made fun of my mother."
"Violence is one thing but verbal harassment is another."
The "victim" stands shrugging with nothing to say for himself other than a half-assed sorry.
It is night time when I stay extra hours to participate in an immoral fuck fest. I am in a gangbang taking turns training an eighteen year old blonde with a big ass, one that is perfect to cup in your hands and spank repeatedly to your liking. She is high on sherm, a drug slipped by a nurse in her water. I only believe it when I see her open her mouth permitting Harold, a nurse of twenty years, to pee in her mouth. She gargles as he holds her nose closed, trickling his warm piss down her rosy cheeks onto the floor.
She is also taking a cock in her ass along with two fingers in her loose pussy. Prior to this she sucked all of our cocks in a circle, on her hands and knees, occasionally taking three cocks in her pitiful mouth at once, her lipgloss getting all over our skin temporarily tattooing us with her devotion to being our avid cumwhore.
For three hours she takes pounding after pounding in both holes, her mouth being used equally as much, swelled at the jaw from sucking endless cock throughout. It ends once she screams out she can't take any more, whimpering over how sore she has become, the rest of her words inaudible as we have fucked the coherence out of her.

At home I am torn between abusing heroin and having a good sleep or staying away from it. The last thing I want is to lose my practice to a wretched addiction that could have been avoided.
The phone rings amidst my thoughts.
I answer the call on the second ring. "Isn't it past your bedtime?" I say seductively into the phone. I can feel her breathing deepen before she replies.
"Got around to some thinking. That I can't go on without testing the waters with all things up my alley. I must get to know my body more." She stops speaking to place her words carefully. They come out rather painfully slow, her voice filled with self-doubt that makes my cock twitch in my pants. She wants to push boundaries. "I have something to give you."
"What's that, dear?"
Her answer emerges as a sexy whisper. "The privilege to anal train me."
"Is my girl trying to become a prostitute?"
She laughs in response, a rare occurrence that makes her miserable demeanour unforgettable. Her attractive laughter makes me moan.
"Gawd," I drawl. "I will take care of you well."
"I know you will."
My heart sinks at the promising tone of her voice. The grievous tenderness of her voice kills me as she indicates she wants something more out of this, a trade off being present on my part. That she will initiate a relationship afterward in hopes to get married, because I took her butt virginity that should have been lost in high school given her devastatingly beautiful looks. That she is desperate to be loved wholeheartedly by someone whom she believes isn't a piece of shit. That she will end up just like–
"Still there?"
She is nothing like the others.
She is independent. An endangered species of perfectionistic women who do not follow the crowd in need to please everyone around her.
"When would you like to do this?"
She pauses to think for a second. "Tomorrow."
I shall count down every hour until my throbbing cock is penetrating her tight ass, hearing her groans as it brings immense pain to her body.