Bad medicine
By Devilina Huntress, devilinahuntress@protonmail.com
She cured the shit out of him

- ...Lisa, come here, please! 
A tall girl in a short white medical coat came over. The clothes didn't 
hide her firm body: her ample bosom was almost popping out, held by 
a single top button and her rounded bottom was perfectly visible due to 
the shortness of her suit, causing the shortness of breath in senile men. 
She leaned toward the doctor, showing off the color of her bra. 
- Yes, Doctor? 
- Lisa, patient Smith is suffering from the pubic hair pains. Me and my 
colleagues have been trying to cure him for five years, and we have 
finally come to the conclusion that only euthanasia can help him. 
- O-o-oh... What is this eutha-thing? Is that when you put a long thing in 
his rear to look what's inside? 
- No. It is when we decide to put him to eternal sleep. 
- Huh? 
- We are going to kill the man. 
- Ah! - she covered her mouth with a palm in surprise. 
- You are a young nurse and you need to gain some experience - please 
perform this procedure. 
- But me... But I don't... 
- No arguing! If you want to keep your salary, do it! Quickly! 
After a while Lisa entered the Smith's ward with a syringe filed with a 
mean-looking green goo. She was angry from the Doctor's bossy 
attitude. 
- Mr. Smith, lie down. 
- I'm already lying... 
- Shut up! Now you will be followed by euth... er... Well, just stay still, 
be a good boy for me, alright? 
- Good. 
She was worried - she liked her job and didn't want to lose it. Her hands 
were shaking. 
- Are you okay, ma'm? 
She dropped it, spilling the contents onto the floor. 
- F-fuck! Okay... Smith, lick this liquid off the floor! Hurry up, it's drying 
out! 
- What is this? 
- This is your medicine, quick!Hurry up, will you? 
The patient had just managed to get up, as the drug was already 
absorbed into the floor. 
- Why are you so slow? I'm going to get fired! 
- Well, it's not my fault. And why should I care? 
- Yes, indeed... You will not have to care for anything soon... 
- What?.. Can you repeat that? 
Lisa pounced on the patient, holding his weak trembling hands in a grip. 
- Help me! Hel...  
He was screaming as his face submerged into Lisa's warm, firm breasts. 
He gradually quieted and seemed to calm down completely. 
- Can you breathe? Hey! I'm asking 
- Mhm, - he mumbled. 
- Damn... Now what? - she squeezed his head harder, so that only the 
top of his head was visible. He was so deep he could see her tummy 
and the lack of panties under the robe. 
- Well? 
- I can breathe. 
She released him. He fell, his back hitting the side of the bed. His head 
was resting on the mattress. Lisa blushed, thinking of something, and 
said, her voice shaking in anticipation and sudden excitement: 
- Don't move, now... I'll help... 
she turned her backside to him and lowered her gorgeous bottom, 
covered only by her robe, onto his face. She was aroused like never 
before, feeling the power over this weak, fragile man. 
- ...What now? Can you breathe? 
- Uh-huh. 
- What the... How?.. - Lisa tried to cover his mouth and nose but she 
could not block the airflow, no matter how she tried. At the next 
movement her coat suddenly slid up, revealing her bare ass. 
- Oh! 
The patient's warm, smooth face was now pressing into her buttocks. 
Lisa felt his nose and lips with her sensitive butt-skin. It felt wonderful 
but she didn't know what to do next. She noticed a bulge sticking out of 
his pants. 
- Listen, you... I want to make you do something... I can see you like 
such things, so you shouldn't fight much... Anyway, try not to struggle 
and make it worse for your. 
She eased the pressure on his head slightly, and the quick-witted 
patient immediately started caressing her private parts, lightly touching 
her with a tip of his tongue. 
- O-oh, yeah - now flushed, Lisa trembled in excitement, - you're such a 
pervert, did you know that? You... You won't tell anyone about this, will 
you?.. - she was frightened for a moment, but quickly remembered why 
she had come here in the first place, and started to rub herself brazenly 
against her doomed victim. He was no longer a human being to her but 
a tool for her pleasure. Suddenly he began to mumble something in 
panic right into her delicate skin. She sensed his fear in restless, 
turbulent vibrations coming from beneath her bottom. As sweet as it 
was for her Lisa got too curious and stood up, slapping him across the 
throat for interrupting the session. 
- I couldn't breathe! And one more thing... I don't think my hair hurts 
anymore! I'm cured! I... 
Lisa got tired of listening to her sex toy and sat back, continuing to fulfill 
her burning sexual desire. 
She hadn't had sex for a very long time (especially something like this). 
She was extremely wet from the embodiment of her deepest fantasies. 
She could feel the guy fighting for his life under her moist hot cunt, 
actively swallowing her girlish fluids so as not to choke on it. 
- Good boy... Ah!.. Swallow my cum, come on, more, more!.. Mmm!.. 
Hurry up, come on, f-fuck!.. So good... 
Now, as she was recklessly fucking his miserable face, he finally was 
able to breathe once in a while. Lisa knew it but couldn't stop. She 
masturbated her swollen clit, succumbing to her devouring lust. 
- M-m-m-m!.. - She moaned pitifully, trying to come, - Lick me! Fuck! 
Deeper! Oh-s-s... Suck it! Ah!.. Please me, you sh-hit!.. Serve!.. M-m...  
His head was swinging lifelessly under her pressure. The bed creaked 
with each friction, threatening to fall apart. Everything staggered, went 
back and forth under her voratious cunt, spewing more and more 
secretions on his unconscious body. 
- Oh, yes, yes, yes! Fuck!.. Ah!.. Yes, yes!.. Ah!.. 
Lisa stood up and, as Mr. Smith opened his mouth to inhale, a powerful 
jet of girlish cum hit him right into his throat. 
- Ah!.. 
The guy coughed and gagged horribly, unsure of he is going to survive 
this. A transparent liquid was leaking out of his nose and mouth and 
spreading through his aching lungs. He looked bad. 
- Oh...  
Without feeling sorry for the patient, she sat back down, plunging him 
into her soft, quivering pussy. Her labia were spread across his face and 
she could feel him again. She owned him. 
- Listen carefully, boy. I never meant to hurt you, perhaps, until now. 
Anyway, the doctors say you need it. So stay down and don't fight it. 
She has a very hard time restraining herself from riding his battered 
face but she managed to sit still. She waited until he started to wiggle 
and moan in her pussy. She laughed. 
- You don't get to decide, kid...  
Exhausted, he struggled for a short time. Soon he went completely 
limp... 
Two weeks later, Lisa was invited to an award ceremony for medics 
contributing to scientific achievements. 
- Lisa, you are being awarded for inventing a successful method of 
treating a terrible disease! 
It turned out that she still did not finish off Mr. Smith, and her 
execution actually helped the patient to recover. Now she had a ton of 
money and became famous. And Mr. Smith lived calmly for a couple of 
months before mysteriously disappearing.
  
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