Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2000 05:29:04 EST
From: LCDRJMC@aol.com
Subject: The Nanny2 4/4

The Nanny2: Part 4 of 4

Day Four (continued)

*****

Athena looked at the small gown with concern.  It
couldn't possibly cover very much of her at all.  "I
don't need to put this on, I already know what's wrong
with me.  I have Spontaneous Orgasm," Athena said, as she
looked hopefully at the young nurse.

"Sorry," Charlie giggled.  "You still have to put it on.
Otherwise, she just wont see you."   With a smile, she
turned and exited the small room, closing the door behind
her.

"What's so funny about what I have?" Athena thought
indignantly.  She knew through bitter experience it was
certainly no laughing matter.  It was quite embarrassing,
really, having her body go off like a damned Fourth of
July rocket for no other reason but someone innocently
brushing up against your breast or something.

She looked around for a curtain to change behind or
something, but there didn't seem to be any.  She had to
hurry and put on the gown before the doctor arrived.  For
some reason that she couldn't understand, she didn't want
to be caught undressing in front of the doctor when 'HE'
came in.  She had already done enough public nudity for a
lifetime, thank you, and certainly didn't want to repeat
the experience in front of a total stranger, even if he
was a doctor.


Mrs. Devereux and her nieces sat in a private room right
next to Athena's, watching a large video screen.  Her
eyes glinted evilly as she reached down and turned a knob
labeled  'Doctor's Office' to 85 degrees.  "We don't want
our Miss Valentine to catch a chill, now do we girls?"
she murmured.

Devereux was going to enjoy seeing how the lovely
reporter handled her little exam.  She knew how exciting
and humiliating it was going to be for her new nanny.
She almost felt sorry for her, especially after what she
had already gone through today.  But, it certainly
promised to be very exciting.  She couldn't wait to see
the family's reaction when she shows them the video tape
of this!


Athena was relieved that it wasn't as cold as it usually
was in most doctors' offices.  She quickly took off her
jacket and folded it neatly and put it on a small empty
stand located next to the examination table.  Her skirt
quickly followed, then her blouse, and shoes.  Athena
stood a moment in the small room in just her bra and
panties, shivering despite the fact that it seemed to be
getting a little warmer.  Looking nervously at the door,
she unhooked her bra and placed it on her pile of
clothes.

She looked down to see her nipples were hard once again.
"Why must this to start happening to me now?" she
thought, as she bought her hands up and rubbed them,
trying to soften them.  But all she did was make them
harder and now her breasts were beginning to tingle.

Athena next took off her panties.  Again she felt a
tingling, this time between her legs.  She didn't want to
look because she knew what she would find.  She stood
nervously looking at the door, then leaned back against
the high table and spread her shapely legs just far
enough to see that not only was she getting wet, but her
clit was hard as well.  "Not now," she groaned, staring
down at her excited sex.   "Oh, God!  Please, please, not
now!"

Athena stood for a moment staring down at her trimmed
blonde pubic triangle, and wondered despairingly again
why this was happening.  What had she done to cause this
terrible arousal in herself?  She used to be able to go
for months and not even think about sex.  Now even in her
dreams all she could think about were the exciting way
either the children or Mrs. Devereux's hands felt as they
would innocently, but teasingly always end up touching
her private places, and how marvelous it always felt,
even while she was hating it.

Athena closed her eyes and let her mind wander.  The ride
up had somehow made her so excited she wanted to scream
in her frustration.  Her right hand slowly drifted down,
lightly running her finger through the soft hairs of her
lovely blonde mound.  She smiled as she suddenly thought
about Danielle's tall naked body casually moving around
their room like nudity was a normal way of life.


Devereux watched as Athena's left hand went hand went to
her breasts and tugged at her nipples, while her right
continued to massage her pubic mound.  "She is coming
along nicely, girls.  You've really outdone yourselves
this time."

"Thanks, Aunt Jacquelyn," Michelle said, her burning eyes
fixed on the screen.  "It was nothing at all."

"Yea, Aunt Jacquelyn," sighed Sue, who was already
masturbating under her little-girl's costume at the
though of what was to come.  "It was pure pleasure."

Devereux could almost smell her sex as Athena's index
finger slid not once but twice into her simmering blonde
hole.  All she could hear from the room was a sweet
purring sound coming from deep in the beautiful young
woman's sculptured throat as she began to inexpertly
tease her clit.

"Not just yet my sweet Miss Valentine," Devereux
thought, as she pushed a button signaling the doctor.  It
was time for the real fun to begin.


"Good morning, Miss Valentine! I'm Doctor Hill."

Athena's eyes popped open, when she heard a female
voice.  Desperately trying to cover her naked body with
her left hand, a cringing Athena automatically extended
her right hand to greet the exotic-looking woman who was
walking towards her.  Blushing from embarrassment, Athena
said, "Doctor Hill! I was just...."

The doctor took Athena's hand in a firm grasp for a few
moments, mindful of the wet vaginal fluids still on it,
as she enjoyed the remarkably unsuccessful efforts of her
new patient as she tried to cover herself.

"You were just changing.  I know,"  the doctor said in a
very understanding tone.  She finally released Athena's
hand and watched as the young woman still tried to
nonchalantly shield her delicious body from her sharp
eyes.

"Why don't you call me Jackie?  I don't like the word
'doctor.'  It makes people so uncomfortable, don't you
think?  And if a patient is uncomfortable, then so is the
exam.  So go ahead and finish what you were doing, and
I'll just wait a moment," Jackie said, sounding very
professional, but thinking quite the opposite.  Mrs.
Devereux was absolutely correct about the delectable Miss
Valentine.  She was a rare beauty.  She was going to
enjoy her time with Mrs. Devereux's gorgeous new nanny.

Athena wished she could die.  The doctor had caught her
touching herself right in her office, and she was almost
sure the woman even suggested that she ought to continue.
What could be more humiliating?  She quickly put on the
dressing gown, thinking at least this would help hide the
fact that she was now quite wet and that her nipples were
achingly hard.

The doctor reveled in the secret knowledge that the gown
was a special one picked out for just this little game.
It was smooth on the outside, but was deliberately a
little rough on the inside.  The gown was designed to rub
just enough to keep nipples as wonderful and as sensitive
as Athena's quite hard, if she wanted it to or not.  The
gown opened down the front, instead of down the back like
the standard hospital gown.  There were no fasteners.
Athena would be forced to be constantly trying to keep it
closed, but by doing so would rub the fabric against her
nipples, inadvertently helping to keep them nice and
hard.  The gown was short, in fact it was very short.  It
ended only an inch below her shapely bottom, and any
movement at all would show off the lower half her shapely
behind and a good portion of her mouth-watering pussy.

As Athena put on the gown, she soon realized that, as she
had first feared, it was not going to do much to cover
her body at all.  Not only was it short, God, if she
moved anyone could see the bottom curve of her behind,
not to mention her pussy.  And it was open in the front,
not the back.  You couldn't even tie it closed, because
there were no draw strings to be found.  "What a cheap
gown!" she thought.  And the make matter even worse, when
she tried to keep it closed, the material seemed to
irritate her poor nipples, keeping then uncomfortably
hard, and her breasts all a-tingle.

Athena stood clutching at the ridiculous gown, one hand
at her breasts and the other at the gown's hem.  Despite
the way the doctor tried to put her at ease, she was
becoming quite nervous.  Athena found she was even
beginning to sweat.  A few droplets formed, then dripped
down so she could feel them hanging on the bottoms of her
proud firm breasts.

Standing in the middle of the room trying not to look
embarrassed, Athena smiled weakly, and clutched the gown
ever tighter, causing the rough material to tickle her
nipples.

Waiting for the Doctor to begin, she automatically gave
Jackie a closer look.  She didn't seem to be much older
than her, maybe 24 or 25.  She was also quite pretty with
short dark hair, which was cut very  professionally.  Her
face was simply gorgeous, and so was her figure.  Large
high breasts, slender waist, and beautifully tapered
hips.  Athena had only worked for Mrs. Devereux a short
time, but she didn't remember meeting woman in her circle
who wasn't pretty.  That was odd, now that she thought of
it.

Again she couldn't help but wonder about the staff here.
"You look rather young to be a doctor, er, Doctor Hill,"
Athena said, smiling the best she could, as a drop of
sweat dropped from the bottom of her left breast and ran
down her stomach then into her deep belly button, making
her tremble.

"Please call me Jackie.  Yes, I am young, but I assure
you that I'm quite capable of handing anything that comes
my way," she replied with a small, secret smile.

"Sorry, Jackie.  I just...," Athena replied, shivering
despite being a little warmer now.

The doctor cut her off.  "Why don't you have a seat and
we can get a few questions out of the way before we start
your physical," Jackie told her, pointing to the small
examination bed.

Hearing the word 'physical' sent shock waves through
Athena's overheated body.  The thought of having anyone
touch her right now with the way her body was reacting
was something she desperately did not want.  "I don't
need a physical, really!!  I already know what's wrong
with me," Athena quickly said.

"Do you now?  And what might that be?"

"Mrs. Devereux said I have something called S.O.,
Spontaneous Orgasm."

"I see.  Is Mrs. Devereux a doctor?"

"No, but, she..."

"Why don't we do the physical anyway, so we can see if
my findings match that of Mrs. Devereux, shall we?"
said Doctor Hill, trying not to smile when she heard what
Mrs. Devereux had told the young woman.

The confident sound of Doctor Hill's voice made what she
had just said seem so witless.  She was right, Athena
realized.  What medical knowledge did Mrs. Devereux have?
Maybe there was something else wrong with her, at that.

So Athena walked over to the table, attempting to take
tiny steps so the short gown would at least try to cover
her.  When she got to the table, it seemed to be quite
high.  The only way she could get up on it was to put
both hands on the edge, then hop up.  Athena quickly
glanced over her shoulder to see if the Doctor was
watching.  She seemed to be writing something on her clip
board, so Athena quickly hopped up on the table.


Devereux smiled as she watched Athena rise up and
down on her toes several times, so she could spring board
onto the table.  She watched wantonly as Athena's gown
twirled up around her waist, as she finally hopped up on
the table and then spun forward to sit down.


Athena didn't see Jackie covertly watching the enticing
little show.  "Mrs. Devereux did pick a special one," she
thought again.

Athena quickly sat up and smoothed the gown, trying to
cover everything the best she could.  She had to put her
hand in her lap to hide her pussy that she was sure was
now partly exposed.

Jackie walked over and pushed a button on the side of the
table.  The entire table slowly lowered two feet and was
now quite low.  Athena cursed under her breath, "She
could have done that earlier."

"Now I'm going to ask you about 20 questions about
yourself, so we can get a little background on you,"
Jackie said smiling, and she pull her left hand on
Athena's knee.

Athena looked down nervously, hoping the doctor
would remove it.  But, using her right hand, Jackie
placed the clipboard on the table next to her and started
writing on it.

She started with the first question "Your full name?"
Jackie asked, as she gently squeezed Athena's knee.

The Doctor droned on through the form, and Athena had to
answer question after question, some surprisingly
personal.  As the seemingly endless series of questions
continued, Athena found she was having increasing trouble
sitting still, as the Doctor's hand was slowly inching
its way up toward the bottom of the gown.  Athena wanted
to say something, but after watching Dr. Hill's face
Athena could tell she didn't seem to realized that she
was doing it.  Athena didn't want to embarrass the Doctor
by saying anything.  She probably didn't even know she
was doing it, the act seemed so natural.  Besides Jackie
wasn't really doing anything but resting her hand on her
bare leg, anyway.

Still, Athena tried to casually move away backwards, but
without the use of her hands (she didn't want to let go
of her gown or it would fall open), she was stuck where
she was.  Finally the doctor's hand was high enough to
slide under the hem and touch her pubic hair.  Athena
jumped from the contact.

"You need to calm down, Athena.  You don't mind me
calling you Athena do you?" the doctor asked softly as
her two fingers ran through the soft blonde mound of her
very nervous patient.

"A-Athena is find, but w-would you pleeease...."

Before she could finish, the doctor had taken her hand
away and used it to hold the clipboard.  Briskly she
asked, "Could I please what?"

Now Athena was the one embarrassed. She now knew the
doctor really didn't realize that she was doing anything.
"My God!" she though, ashamed.  "I'm seeing sex
everywhere now!"  Athena's mind raced for something to
say to cover up her terrible mistake, then she had it.

"Would you please, Jackie, tell me what perfume you're
wearing?"

"Passion.  It's heavenly, isn't it?"

"Yes it is."  Dr. Hill's perfume was very nice, almost
like something Danielle would have worn.  The heavenly
aroma seemed to be making her a little light headed.  No,
it wasn't the perfume, Athena reasoned, she was just
warm.

"OK," the doctor said.  "Part One is completed, and now
it time to start Part Two, the exam."

Athena's breath steadied somewhat when Dr. Hill took her
hand away.  But she was uncomfortably warm now, so
she took her hand away from the top of her gown, to wipe
several drops of sweat off her upper lip.  The gown
quickly fell open, exposing her attractive cleavage that
was now glistening with sweat.

"I think I've warmed Miss Valentine up enough for now."
Mrs. Devereux muttered to herself, as she turned the knob
down to 72.

Jackie's eyes fell right on Athena's exposed chest for a
brief moment, fighting the urge to reach up and grab the
beautiful orbs.  She looked back at Athena's nervous
face.  "Today will be a little different from my usual
exams.  I'll be showing my new assistant the proper way
each part of the exam should be done.  I hope you don't
mind."

Athena's brain boggled.  Did she hear her right!?  There
was going to be someone else in the room helping?  No,
that wasn't something she wanted or needed right now,
especially the way her body could run out of control at
any moment.

"I don't think I can do this right now," Athena
explained.  "I'd better leave."

As Athena tried to get up, Jackie put one hand on her
shoulder and pushed her back down on the table.  "One;
there isn't anything to worry about.  And two; if you
don't get a check up, I know for a fact that Mrs.
Devereux will be very angry.  I had to rearrange my
schedule a great deal to accommodate her request for your
appointment today."

"Oh, God!" Athena thought.  She had completely forgotten
about Mrs. Devereux!  Besides, the woman was completely
right, why was she acting so nervous about this?  She was
a doctor, and was just doing her job.  And without this
check up,  Mrs. Devereux might be upset enough to perhaps
fire her yet.

"I'm sorry," Athena apologized.  "It's just I've been
feeling a little out of sorts lately."

"Quite understandable.  Which is the reason why you are
here.  Now wait while I go get my nurse and my new
assistant."

Athena sat in the empty room trying to sort out why she
was so nervous.  This was just going to be a normal exam.
She had them before, twice in fact.  At least she
wouldn't have to worry about some male doctor pawing at
her.  The thought of some man touching her disgusted her
for some reason.  Jackie, Dr. Hill, was a female and
she'd be much more gentle when the exam would get...well,
personal.  God, she didn't even want to think of the
embarrassing things complete physicals contained.  She
sat nervously, with her legs crossed at the ankles
swinging them back and forth, as she bit her lower lip.
Athena looked more like a nervous five year old, then a
21-year old college graduate.

The door to the examining room opened and in walked
Athena's examination team.

"Athena you know Charlie, my nurse," said the doctor.
"She is required by law to be here, by the way.  And this
is Miranda.  She will be helping me with your exam
today."

The three entered the room, the doctor followed by
Charlie and finally Miranda.  Miranda was a striking
beautiful Latin girl, about the same age as Jackie.  As
with both Jackie and Charlie, Miranda was very shapely,
with the largest dark eyes Athena had ever seen.  They
gave the girl a very trusting look of complete innocence.

"Hi! I hope you're not as nervous as I am," Miranda said,
walking over to Athena and put her hand on Athena's right
knee.  She then slid her hand up until her fingers could
almost reach under the gown.  Athena put her hands down
on the table and slid back away from Miranda's fingers,
forgetting about the gown that now fell completely open,
showing all three women most of her shapely high-set
breasts, and her golden mound.

"You're my first," Miranda bubbled as she slid her finger
even higher, almost touching Athena's pussy before taking
it away.  "So I know I'm nervous."

She openly looked at Athena's proud breasts that were
right in front of her.  Athena blushed, and quickly
pulled the gown closed, rubbing the rough fabric against
her nipples yet again, causing her highly sensitive
breasts to renew their distracting tingling.

"Sorry, I didn't intend to stare," apologized Miranda
contritely.  "I'm just fascinated by them, your breasts I
mean.  I'm studying to be a plastic surgeon, you see, so
I really didn't mean to embarrass you or anything.  It's
just a bad habit."

"That's enough Miranda.  You don't need to tell Athena
your life story," said Dr. Hill sternly.

"Sorry, I talk to much," Miranda replied, looking back at
Athena.  She couldn't wait to get her hands on the very
pretty Miss Valentine.

"Now Athena, Charlie will be recording our findings,
right here on this clip board," Jackie said, handing it
to Charlie, "while Miranda and I do your exam.  I'm sure
you will be happy to learn that we shall be skipping some
of the more routine things, because we have a new
procedure that will later do all of them at once.  First,
though, we will be doing a breast exam.  So, if you would
lower your gown, please, we can get started."

Athena looked at all three, all of whom seemed to be
staring right at her chest.  It was just her heated
imagination, she told herself, as she pushed the gown off
her shoulders and let it fall down around her waist.

"Now Athena, if you'd please put your arms up, then lock
your fingers behind your neck."


Devereux slid her hand down and slowly rubbed her
nipples through her blouse, as she watched Athena raise
her arms, and lock her fingers behind her neck.  Athena's
firm breasts lifted up and were now proudly displayed.

Sue and Michelle had given in the high sexual tension and
were now naked and 69ing each other on the carpeted
floor, the tight body wrappings which served to conceal
their true ages scattered over the room.


"Now Miranda, watch carefully, and I'll show you the
proper way."

Dr. Hill began to press her fingers into Athena's lovely
firm right breast, making small circles around her
nipple.  As she continued the exam, Miranda moved closer
to watch what the doctor was doing.  As she leaned in,
she again put her hand right on Athena's thigh.

Athena was trying to sit still but the doctor was now
getting closer and closer to her sensitive nipple as she
kept on pressing in smaller and smaller circles.

"Now, what we're doing here is checking for any lumps
that might be forming."

Try as she might to ignore it, Athena was starting to
enjoy the feeling of the doctor's hands on her breast.
She kept telling herself, "It's just an innocent exam."
She even gave them to herself, but never did it feel this
good before.  She closed her eyes, so she could just
enjoy the unexpected yet still innocent sensations.

Seeing Athena close her eyes, Miranda moved closer with
her hand, sliding it up so it was resting right next to
Athena's pussy.  As Athena's mind drifted off, Miranda's
finger rubbed against Athena's pussy lips, causing her to
slightly squirm around on the table.

"Athena, you have to sit still, please," the doctor  said
sternly.  "Now, Miranda, I'd like you to exam Athena's
left breast."

Quickly the two of them changed places.  Miranda happily
clutched Athena's left mound of firm breast flesh.  She
openly toyed with Athena's left breast, not even trying
to hide the fact that she was squeezing it between her
fingers.  As Miranda played with Athena's puffy left
nipple, Dr. Hill put her hand right on Athena's sex and
with her fingers spread the damp lips open.

Athena knew something was different but couldn't figure
out what.  She tried to sneak a look down but she
couldn't see anything, what with both of Miranda's hands
on her left breast, and the doctor leaning forward to
watch.  She quickly closed her eyes again, so that it
wouldn't appear as if she were immature enough not to
really trust what these medical professionals were doing
to her.

There seemed to be something now playing with her pussy.
Athena wanted to say something.  But what if she was
wrong again?  She was always imagining things lately.
Just yesterday she thought the children were actually
playing with her while she sat at the breakfast table.
But it couldn't have been, they were children after all.
Children didn't do those things.  Any such feelings were
all in her mind then, as they certainly were now.

Despite it all being in her head, her body was still
starting to get very excited.  Athena didn't want to
embarrass herself in front of all these women, by getting
turned on by a simple breast exam.  Or, even worse,
possibly even cumming.  She would just die if that
happened again.  She would feel humiliated for life.  But
she knew if the exam wasn't over soon, very soon, it
might just happen.  She kept her eyes closed, thinking
that it would help get her mind off the feelings that was
running unchecked through her body.

Dr. Hill knew Athena was close to cuming by just the way
her body began to tremble under her hand.  She fought the
urge to make her climax right then, when she could just
make out a delightful moan coming from Athena's throat.
No, that wouldn't be as fun she knew, until she let the
pressure build up in Athena until the girl begged for it.
That's what the doctor enjoyed, was having women beg for
release.

Miranda and Dr. Hill exchanged looks, then both took
their hands away at the same time.  The watched with keen
interest how Athena's face slowly changed its expression
from lust to embarrassment.

Athena's body suddenly went from being seemingly
teased toward orgasm to now being very empty.  With
the erotic feelings quickly leaving her body once again
that day, she reached up and unconsciously grabbed her
breasts which now suddenly felt so lonely.

"Athena!"  The doctor said, trying to sound surprised.

Athena's mind cleared enough for her to open her eyes.
They were all smiling at her.  Then she looked down to
find her hands on her breasts.  She quickly put then down
in her lap, only to find that her pussy was wet as well.

"I-I'm sorry.  I-I don't know w-what came o-over me,"
Athena stammered, totally humiliated to find herself
playing with her breasts right in front of the doctor and
her two assistants.

"No need to be embarrassed Athena," the doctor said
patiently.  You're not the first woman to get a little
excited by a breast exam, and I'm sure you won't be the
last."

That did make Athena feel a tiny bit better.  But, she
still couldn't believe what she had just been doing.
Athena was miserable.  She realized that in the space of
a single day she had quickly gone from a lifetime of
proper behavior to a point where all she wanted to do was
constantly touch her body to achieve her now aching need
for sexual fulfillment!  "My God!" she wondered.  "What
has happened to me?  What am I becoming?"

"Why don't we get you something to calm you down before
we continue?"

"That would be wonderful," Athena said thankfully as she
nodded her head.  She needed desperately to be calm.

The doctor gave a small nod to Charlie, who walked over
to the sink and got a glass, filling it with water.  She
then mixing in a little something special for Miss
Valentine that would keep Athena's body right where the
doctor liked it, on the edge.

"Here you are," Charlie said handing it to her.

"Thank you, my mouth is a little dry," Athena replied,
taking the glass and quickly drinking it down.

Athena felt much better as she emptied the glass of cool
into her mouth.  Dr. Hill was only trying to make her
feel more relaxed.  She was as kind to her as Mrs.
Devereux was.

"Now, let's get on with the next part of the exam," the
doctor said, "If you would remove the gown and get up on
the table, we can now do your vaginal exam."

Even though she knew it was going to happen, hearing it
still made Athena protest, "But...!"

"I don't have all day, Miss Valentine.  Now off with the
gown, lie on the table, and spread your legs, please."

After the breast exam a worried Athena knew her pussy was
still very damp.  She certainly didn't want them to know
that the exam had left her quite excited.  "May I go to
the bathroom before we start?"

The experienced doctor knew exactly what Athena wanted to
do.  She wanted to wipe all the evidence of their fun
they just had.  "No, my sweet," Dr. Hill thought.  "I
don't think so."

The doctor told the anxious Athena, "You can go after
we're done.  It will only take a moment and then we can
take a little break."

Athena thought about grabbing her clothes and bolting
from the room.  But then she thought again about how Mrs.
Devereux would view her suddenly leaving her exam early.
She sighed in defeat and dropped her gown on the floor,
then sat on the table with her hands folded in her lap,
and waited.

Charlie swiftly scooped up both the gown and Athena's
clothes.  As Charlie walked out the door with them,
Athena knew now that she was truly forced to remain here
until her exam was over.

"Now, if you would lie down on your back and spread
your legs."

Athena gave a pitiful look at the doctor and Miranda,
hoping for a reprieve from the ordeal to come.  But they
both waited, not saying a word, just looking at her.


Devereux was in bliss watching the beautiful reporter.
Athena was so lovely the way she was trying to not be
embarrassed, but was.  She sat up in her chair as Athena
laid back on the table, with those beautifully shaped
breasts sagging ever so slightly under their own weight,
and her pretty eyes staring blindly at the ceiling.
Devereux couldn't help but smile seeing Athena's golden
mound, still glistening with the after-effects of her
earlier breast exam.


"This will be easier if we put your feet like this," Dr.
Hill stated, as she grabbed both of Athena's ankles and
placed her feet flat on the table, pushing them up until
they were resting right against the natural cushion of
Athena's shapely ass.  Then she grabbed both knees and
spread Athena's legs as much as she could, but making
sure her feet remained flat on the table.  The thing that
made it more humiliating was that Athena could still feel
some of her juices running down her pussy and onto the
table.

"Now just relax Athena, and we'll be done in a few
minutes," the doctor said reasonably.  "I know how
uncomfortable this can be.  Why don't you close your eyes
and just think of something more pleasant?  This won't
take long I promise."

"Dr. Hill is right," Athena thought.  "If I just close my
eyes and think of something else, it will all be over
before I know it."

"OK, Jackie," Athena said as she once again closed her
eyes.  "I'll do what ever you say."

"Good!  Now Miranda, what we look for first is the
color," the doctor told her new assistant.  "Here, you
see."  She gently ran a fingertip along Athena's tender
pussy lips.  "It's a nice shade of pink there, and here
too."

Athena tried to think of something else, but with the
doctor's smooth voice, and the finger touching her, it
was all beginning to make her pussy even wetter.

"Next we'll check for any small bumps along the inside
walls.  Now Athena, try to relax and not clench."

Athena's heart was pounding as the doctor slid two
fingers inside her and gently pressed.  After several
minutes of this, Athena was unconsciously pushing her
hips up toward the doctor's skilled hands.

"Now, you try it."

Miranda eagerly repeated what she had just seen, leaving
the gasping Athena squirming uncontrollably on the table,
her hips buckling against the effects of the examination.

"You need to lie still," Miranda said, as she took her
free hand and rested it on Athena's blonde pubic mound,
and pushed her hips firmly back down on the table.  She
lightly ran her thumb across Athena's clitoris, teasing
it until it was nice and hard.

"Why can't I lie still," an increasingly dazed Athena
wondered.  The more she tried to be still, the more she
wanted to move.  She could even feel Miranda pressing
down on her pubic bone, trying to keep her still.  But
she just couldn't help but move toward the assistant's
touch.  Athena wanted to look but seeing the innocent
Miranda staring at her pussy would have embarrassed her
even more.  Keeping her eyes tightly closed, she
desperately tried to think of anything but being here.
The exam had her imagining things again.  She was sure
that something was rubbing against her clit, making it
hard and her nipples ache.  But she knew it wasn't true.
The doctor would never allow it.  It was just the
assistant doing her job.

Miranda reluctantly moved her hands away from Athena's
mouth-watering pussy and silently indicated to the doctor
that she was finished.

"As you can see, Miranda, everything seems to be quite
normal.  Now we'll check Athena's clitoris for any
abnormalities."

Dr. Hill gently held Athena's clit between her fingers
and began to roll and pull on it.

The incredible sensations that that shot to Athena's
brain quickly over-heated it.  She was going to cum, she
just knew it!  Athena tried to think of anything else but
her mind was quickly becoming a tangled mess.  The only
image she could think of was Danielle kissing her good
night.  Just one more second of this exam and she would
totally humiliate herself in front of all of them!

"Everything seems quite normal," the doctor said, taking
her hand away, and watching carefully as Athena slowly
drift back from the brink of climax.

Athena lay there embarrassed, sure that Dr. Hill knew
what had almost happened to her.  She was glad that the
doctor stopped to spare her the humiliation of actually
climaxing right here, during a normal exam.

"We're running a bit behind, so Miranda, we will move
immediately to the special procedure.  And, please
remember, on this part of the exam you will be graded,"
the doctor explained.  Athena didn't see the disappointed
look on Miranda's face, or the way it lit up when the
doctor said, "You will of course be using the special
probe."


This is what they all had been waiting for.  As
responsive as Athena was to just a touch, the probe's
effects on the unsuspecting young woman should be quite a
nice little show.  The nieces had finished with each
other for the moment and stood nude on either side of
their Aunt's chair.  Devereux had an arm around each of
their waists and was calmly fondling their firm buttocks.
All three stared intently at the monitor screen.


"Now for the last part of your exam, we will need you to
stand up and bend over the table," Dr. Hill told her as
she helped the dazed Athena to her feet.

Athena had calmed down enough to wonder what was going
on.  She had never had to do this before, ever!

"Why do I have to do that?" she asked.

"Because this is an anal device."

Hearing the word 'anal' made the beautiful reporter
panic.  One of her earliest boy friends had wanted to do
her anally.  She said no as first but, after weeks of him
pestering her, one night after they had drunk two bottles
of wine, she finally said, "Yes."  The only thing she
remembered about it was when he tried to put it in her.
It hurt terribly.  She screamed at him to stop, but when
he wouldn't, she managed to break free, slapped him, and
ran crying from the room.  That was the last time she'd
let a man touch her, and that was more than five years
ago.

"No, you can't," Athena said, turning her behind away
from Dr. Hill and covering it with both her hands, trying
to protect it somehow.

"Fine.  I'll tell Mrs. Devereux that you stopped the
exam.  And let her decide what she would like to do with
you."

"But..."

"But nothing.  The exam is almost over, so turn around so
I can finish."

If she didn't finish the exam, she knew she'd be fired.
If she was, her editor would probably do the same thing
to her for so dismally failing her first undercover
assignment.  So, very reluctantly, she turned around and
bent over the table, with her hands holding the table's
far edge, her knuckles white.

"Very good Athena.  Now spread your legs."

Athena spread her legs just a little.

"No, a little wider, please."

Athena took a deep breath and spread them wider.

"Good, now if you could raise your bottom a little
higher."

"God!  This is embarrassing," Athena thought as she
arched her back, pushing her vulnerable behind high in
the air.

"Higher, please."

"But I can't!" Athena whimpered.

"Here, let me help you."

The doctor walked over to her and wrapped her arm around
her waist.  Then she put her hand right on Athena's
pussy, cupping it, and pulled her up until she was
standing on her tiptoes, her behind now as high as it
would go.

Charlie came back into the room.  When she saw
Athena's gorgeous buttocks she asked, "Can I help?"

"Why, yes, you can.  Would you please get me the
Vaseline out of the cabinet, please."

"Sure thing, Dr. Hill."

Athena watched over her shoulder, praying desperately
that Charlie wouldn't find any, and she'd be able to get
out of this humiliating position.  She'd only been on her
toes for a few seconds, but she was already getting
tired.  She thought about telling the doctor, but she
didn't want to be difficult.

"Here you go."

"Thank you, Charlie.  Now, would you go stand by the
patient, please.  Now Athena, don't move while Miranda
applies some Vaseline, so we can loosen you up just a
bit.  The probe will slide in much easier that way."

"Oh God, Vaseline," Athena groaned, as her face flushed
with embarrassment.

Miranda, wearing gloves now, put a generous amount of
Vaseline on her index finger, then gently applied it to
Athena's anus.  At first Miranda made little circles
around it.  Athena hated it when her boyfriend even
touched her there.  It didn't excite her one bit.  In
fact she thought it was gross.  But Miranda's finger,
just touching the outside of her tight little opening,
was sending waves of pleasure running up her body to her
brain.

Miranda was in heaven.  Athena was so responsive to
anything they did to her, she couldn't believe it.  Any
touch at all, would cause Athena to jump or tremble.
Miranda could have easily made her cum, but the doctor
clearly stated that was not to happen until she begged
for it.

Athena's legs were starting to weaken standing on her
tiptoes, as tried to keep her ass high in the air.
Miranda just kept gently circling her anus, sending wave
after wave of electricity to her clouding mind.  Athena's
legs began to tremble as she slowly sank down off her
toes.

Dr. hill moved behind Athena and, cupping her pussy
again, pushed on it until Athena was back up on her toes,
with her shapely ass arching high in the air.  But this
time she didn't remove her hand.  Instead, she let her
middle finger rub against Athena's hardening nub.
Charlie moved beside Athena and put one hand on each of
Athena's dangling breasts and slowly squeezed them in her
happy hands.

All Athena knew was that was there was now a constant
pressure against her sex.  If she tried to lower herself
off of her tiring toes and shaky legs, a tender touch on
her pussy pushed her back up again.  And that wasn't her
only problem.  Miranda's finger was still driving her
crazy.  The way she was making the tiny circles, then
quickly dipping her finger inside.  It was electric!  And
her breasts had an odd feeling as well.  It almost felt
like two hands were teasing them.  It was all becoming
too much for her as she jerked and gasped at every touch.
At this point she knew she felt crazy enough to imagine
anything.  Hands on her breasts, indeed!

"Athena, Miranda is now going to insert the probe.  What
this will do is take your temperature, blood pressure,
among other readings too long to mention.  You will feel
a little pressure around your sphincter until the probe
is inserted fully.  Then, when it is switched on, there
will be a tiny vibration as it takes in the data and
records it."

Miranda gently began to push.  Athena felt a little
pressure, then the probe was inside.  "There we go.  Now
Athena, you feel a small vibration, so stay still or the
probe won't be able to get an actuate reading.  Ready
now?  Here we go!" Dr. Hill said as she switched on the
small vibrator that was buried in the nanny's tight
little hole.

Athena felt a slight pressure, then it disappeared.  In a
few seconds she knew it would be over and then she'd be
able to thankfully get dressed, before she embarrassed
herself further by actually climaxing.  It was
humiliating enough that she had actually gotten excited
by the first two silly exams.

She would make it if she could just get the weird
feelings out of her head.  One was that there were two
hands holding her breasts, and toying with her terribly
hard nipples.  But the worse feeling was coming from
between her legs.  Athena knew she was having trouble
staying in the correct position for this exam, so the
doctor had wrapped her arm around Athena's waist so she
could hold her up on her toes.  The doctor probably
didn't realize that her hand was right on her sex!  Every
time she'd weaken and fall of her toes, Dr. Hill would
push her back up, not ever realizing that she was pushing
her fingers inside her.

Yet, in spite of all this terribly distracting and quite
unintentional stimulation her body was receiving, Athena
still believed she could still make it if nothing else
happened.

Then Miranda switched on the vibrator.

"Oooohhhh!!!!!!!!!!"  Athena moaned as she began to
wiggle around on her toes, and swing her hips back and
forth. Athena had never felt anything like it!  It was as
if the probe was connected directly to every nerve in her
body.  She couldn't hold still, she just couldn't, as she
raised up even higher on the very tips of her lovely
toes.

"You need to be still, or the probe can't do its job,"
the doctor said, as she rolled Athena's love button
between she fingers, while with her free hand she slid
three fingers inside Athena's well-lubricated channel.

"Oh please, hurry," Athena groaned as her body was
quickly being push toward climax.  "I can't hold on much
longer.  I'm going to...going to..."

She tried desperately to stay still so the probe could
quickly do its work and be finished, but she couldn't.
They were even trying to keep her still, by holding her
body, but she couldn't do it.  She kept swaying, back and
forth and up and down as the passion continued to build
within her.


Devereux watched the three work expertly on the pretty
Nanny.  Charlie milking Athena's perfect breasts, in her
tiny hands, kneading and squeezing, then pinching and
pulling on erect nipples.  Doctor Hill teasing Athena's
swollen clit, and slowly fucking her with her long
slender fingers.  And lastly Miranda, who was now sliding
the probe in and out of Athena's shapely upturned bottom.
As she watched, her own hands were now between her nieces
thighs, driving them toward their own release.


Finally, Athena's face jerked toward the ceiling as she
cried out a wild, "Aaahhhh!!"  She was totally consumed
by her climax.  Her entire body spasmed once joyously!

Dr. Hill was terribly disappointed that it happened so
quickly.  She had wanted Athena to beg for her to stop
after climax followed climax, and was prepared to
continue the exam for some time yet.  But, far too
quickly for her taste, Athena had groaned, hung still for
a moment, then fell totally limp across the examination
table.

The three quickly wiped down her sweaty body with
alcohol, then dressed her and lay her face up on the exam
table.

"Charlie, bring me a C34086, then return to your desk.
Miranda, in spite of how it turned out this time, you did
well. Just try not to be so enthusiastic the next time,
OK?"  Now get back to your switchboard."

Alone for the moment, the doctor sat on the room's only
stool and wheeled herself over so that she was right next
to the unconscious Athena's head.

She watched her carefully for a time, gazed up for a
moment at the spot in the ceiling where the hidden camera
was located, smiled, then returned to her observation of
her latest unsuspecting victim.

"Who would have figured being a medical-school failure
could be so lucrative, not to say fun," she thought
pleasantly.  She loved to do this sort of thing to women.
It was in fact what got her kicked out of medical school
in the first place.  "Pity it had to happen so fast this
time," she murmured to herself.  "I was just getting
warmed up, too."

Athena lay on the table, breathing heavily, her fabulous
body still twitching from her monstrous orgasm.

Charlie enter the room carrying a small, white shoebox.
"Boy, is she in for some good times," she whispered as
she handed the box to the waiting doctor.

"Quiet," hissed Dr. Hill, slapping her nurse playfully on
the buttocks.  "Now, back to your desk."

"Yes, boss."

Alone once more, the doctor resumed her patient wait.

Suddenly Athena's eyes popped open and she quickly tried
to cover herself, thinking she was still naked.  "Oh
God!" she cried.  "It's happened again!"  Frantically she
looked around the room like a child looking for her lost
mother.

"Calm down," Dr. Hill said, positively oozing sympathy as
she place a cool hand to Athena's feverish brow.  "I'm
right here."

"Oh, doctor!  What happened?"

"The probe does have that effect on some people," she
said sweetly, successfully hiding the fact she was still
full of disappointment at the ease with which Athena had
climaxed herself into unconsciousness.

"I'm so sorry I...."  Athena could not say it.  It was just
too humiliating.

"Now, don't worry about that.  I should have warned you
it, but I didn't think I needed to with you.  The probe
can cause a certain feeling to boil over," she said with
an evil smile.  "Among a certain-type of woman, that is."

"But...!  Oh, God!  What if Mrs. Devereux finds out I...."

"It's just between us.  No one will know.  Now let's see
what the tests have came up with, shall we," Dr. Hill
said in her crisp, professional manner, looking down as
the clipboard in her hands.

"Well, I afraid Mrs. Devereux was right after all.  You
do have a mild case of Spontaneous Orgasm."

"Just Mild! I..."

The doctor cut her off.  "Yes, mild.  I've seen cases
where a woman could climax just by talking to someone.
Now that would be worse, wouldn't it?"

"Well, yes."

"Of course it would.  I think we can control your case,
first from allowing it to become worse, it is progressive
you know, then finally eliminating it altogether.  It
will take a while, and involve some small sacrifices on
your part.  How ready are you to be cured of this?"

"Oh, doctor!  I would do anything for my life to be
normal and have control of my...my body once again.
Anything!"

"OK, then.  That is exactly what I had hoped you would
say," Dr. Hill said truthfully.  "There are two parts to
the cure to the problem of Spontaneous Orgasm:
inspections and prevention.  Prevention entails
reteaching your body to ignore any type of erotic
stimulus.  This includes, among other things, the wearing
of a small device that we call the Protective Shield.  As
for inspections, because of the very nature of S.O.,
regular appointments and checkups would be useless.  As
you know, S.O. can happen anytime, often without even the
slightest warning."

"Yes," whispered a shamed-faced Athena, her vagina still
throbbing over her latest bout.

"Because of this, the inspection program must also be
able to happen at anytime.  So, I've entrusted your fine
employer with the responsibility for this duty."

"Mrs. Devereux?"

"Yes, of course Mrs. Devereux.  Who else would you be
working for?"

A picture of her editor flashed through Athena's mind.
"N-no one," she guiltily squeaked.

"Well, then.  She's the perfect choice.  You are living
at her home, aren't you?"

"Yes.  But, just what kind of inspections are you talking
about?"

"Why, vaginal inspections, of course.  Constant vaginal
inspection are required to check on the effectiveness of
the C34086 Protective Shield, but on a completely random
basis, for at least one month."

Athena suddenly felt as if her life had just come to an
end.  "She can't mean it," she thought frantically.  "She
can't!"

"Oh, my, No!" the frightened reporter blurted out.  "She
has to check my p-p..., me?  Oh, no!  No! There has to be
some other way, there just has to be!  Isn't there a pill
or something I can take instead?  I'd even be willing to
drive down here to see you whenever you wanted, day or
night.  Please, please, there must be some other way!"

"Miss Valentine, may I remind you of your outrageous
conduct in this very room not 20 minutes ago.  You took a
simple, very standard medical examination that any First-
Year medical student can give and it turned you into some
out-of-control wild thing.  I have also heard from Mrs.
Devereux about your ride down here today and how you lost
all your clothes, and in front of innocent children yet.
And not for the first time, either, I might add, young
lady."

"It wasn't my fault," sniffed Athena, her eyes filling
with tears of shame over what she had done.

"Of course it was.  The question is Miss Valentine, do
you really want to live the rest of your life like that
or not?"

"N-no," she whispered, beaten.

"So, you will do exactly what I tell you?"

"Y-yes, doctor."

"All right, then.  Enough of this foolishness.  There are
certain thing that you must do from now on, do you
understand?"

"Yes, doctor."

"First, your clothes.  They should be tight, as tight as
possible, especially your underwear.  As tight as you can
make them, understand?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Does Mrs. Devereux still require you to wear her special
nanny-suit?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Good, that's perfect.  And it is even very becoming,
don't you think, especially to someone with your figure."

"Yes, doctor.  Thank you."

"And, of course, wear nothing when you sleep."

"Yes, doctor.  But nothing at all?"

"Nothing.  And use silk sheets if available."

"Yes, doctor."

"Next, the C34086.  You must always wear it when you are
going to be in large crowds of people: public places,
family get-togethers, that sort of thing.  With it, Mrs.
Devereux can remotely soothe your condition.  It gives
off an ultrasonic pulse or vibration whenever it is
activated, but you should hardly even feel it, the
vibrations are so mild and high-pitched.  That way she,
or anyone really, will be able to send a calming signal
to your nervous system.  In order to be truly effective,
however, it must be done by someone other than yourself."

"Yes, doctor.  Where is this C-whatever I'm to wear?"

"I have one right here.  Let me show you."

The doctor opened the box and Athena saw a small vee of
pliant rubber with strange, thick ridges and a thin probe
extending from one side.  There were also several small
squares, each with a single button.

"How does it work?" Athena asked dully.

"Excellent question.  Now, stand up and take off your
skirt and panties."

"But...!"

"Do it!"

Athena slowly sat up and, with the good doctor's help,
was able to get up off of the table and stand uncertainly
on shaking legs.  Her oddly clumsy fingers fumbled with
her skirt's fasteners until finally Dr. Hill muttered,
"Never mind!  I'll get it.  Otherwise, we'll be here all
afternoon."

Dr. Hill quickly unfastened Athena's skirt, pushed the
garment off of her hips, and let it fall to the floor.
Next, she reached up under Athena's blouse and, after
noting how the young woman's vaginal fluids were still
flowing into the soaked crotchband of the tight panties,
pulled those down to her feet as well.

"Spread your legs as wide as you can and lift up your
blouse so you can see what I'm doing here."

Deadened by everything that had happened, the totally
humiliated Athena meekly spread her feet as wide as the
clothes around her ankles permitted, then raised her
blouse until she could readily see Dr. Hill's face
directly in front of her still throbbing crotch.

She watched as the doctor placed the device firmly on her
vulva, ensuring that the probe was carefully inserted
into her cuntal passage.

"It's self adhering, so you'll never need worry about
adhesives or anything.  And it's designed to mold tightly
to your body, so no matter what you are wearing, it will
never show.  Neat, eh?"

Athena gulped.  "Yes, doctor.  Thank you."

"Well," said the doctor as she closely looked at the
installed shield, "we really should test this before
sending you home with it.  Occasionally there is a bad
battery that needs replacing."

"Oh, my!  Test it?  Do we have to?" pleaded the desperate
Athena.

"Certainly," replied the doctor.  She picked up a remote
controller from the box and held it up in her right hand,
her thumb resting on the activation button.

"Ready?"

"Oh!" cried Athena as she closed her eyes and clenched
her hands into small, white fists in anticipation of what
she was sure was to come.

Dr. Hill looked to make sure that Athena had her eyes
closed, then waited five seconds and said "Click!",
without ever pressing the activation button.

"Well?" she asked.  "How was it?"

Athena's eyes popped open in pleasant surprise.  "Why, I
didn't feel a thing!"

"See, I told you."  The doctor said smugly.  "Let's get
this off now."

She carefully put back the remote in the clear plastic
bag with held the five others.  Dr. Hill then gently
removed the device from Athena's heated flesh and
replaced it in the box.  She pulled up the nanny's
panties, getting a satisfying "Oh!" from Athena when she
deliberately pulled them up far too high on her hips.
She then replaced the skirt, being careful to tuck in the
blouse, still half-open from all of the missing buttons.

"There you go, Athena," the doctor said as stood and
handed her the box.  "One last thing before you're all
finished, and it's the most important thing at that.  You
must never, ever give in to sexual stimulation again."

"What?" gasped the astonished reporter.

"Your body has learned to treat the most common gesture,
like this," the doctor said as she placed her open palm
on the front of the startled Athena's skirt, directly on
her crotch, "as something, well sexy."

The doctor rubbed her hand up and down for a moment, then
removed it.  "Now, didn't that feel sexy to you?"  She
asked mater-of-faculty.

"W-well, y-yes, sort of..." a deeply blushing Athena
whispered.

"That's the classic symptom of S.O., when one woman can
cause another woman to feel, well, stimulated like that.
And it did stimulated you, didn't it Athena?"

"Yes," the terribly embarrassed young woman blurted out.

"So then, you must learn to ignore all such things in the
future.  You must learn to ignore not just your obviously
confused feelings, but the act which is causing them as
well.  You must learn to ignore everything!"

"Ignore the act?"

"Absolutely!  If a person should, for example, place a
hand on the front of your skirt, as I just did, you must
not even acknowledge it, even to yourself.  Just continue
what with what ever you were doing and I promise you the
feelings that the act in question produces within you
will eventually go away, provided of course that you want
them to."

"Oh, yes!"  Athena said desperately.  "Of course I do!"

"So, it's now up to you then, isn't it?  Any more
questions?  No?  In that case, Miss valentine, you are
free to go."

Athena thought a moment, then her bewildered mind sought
one last ray of hope.  "When will I start getting better?
How long before I am finally cured?"

"As I've already said, that is strictly up to you," the
doctor said kindly.  "The more you follow the rules I
have laid out for you, the sooner you will notice the
effects.  There will come a time, Miss Valentine, when
your body will no longer feel like a total stranger to
you, but you must have patience.  When that happens, when
your body feels normal once again, Mrs. Devereux will
bring you back to me for one final check-up, and then you
will be done."

"Done..." the dazed Athena repeated.  "Finally done."

She sat, waiting expectantly for her next commands.  In
the continued silence it finally became obvious to her
that the doctor had indeed finished.  Her heart leaped
when she realized that she was free to go!

"I can't thank you enough," Athena gushed, not bothering
to shake the doctor's proffered hand, but putting her box
down and hugging her tightly instead.  "Thank you,
Jackie.  Thank you!"

"You are certainly welcome, Athena," said an amused Dr.
Hill.

The exhausted Athena finally let her savior go, and with
a shy, final wave of gratitude, walked out of the door on
her still trembling legs.

"It is finally over," Athena thought gratefully as she
waited in office's lounge for the return of Mrs. Devereux
and the children.  It had cost her a great deal in terms
of terrible humiliation and embarrassment, but now
obviously everything she had endured today had all been
worth it to get her life back.  The device and the simple
procedures Doctor Hill had given her would do the trick,
and her life, as well as her poor body, would finally
return to normal.

Athena was surprised to see Mrs. Devereux and the
children enter the room from one of the side doors, and
not the main office entrance.  She wondered tiredly if
they had been here all along.  She had a joyful reunion
with the children, while Mrs. Devereux had a few quick
words with the doctor.

When Devereux returned to the group, she held the box for
the C34086, which Athena had forgotten in the examination
room.

When she saw her employer with the familiar small box
tucked firmly under her left arm, Athena paled.  Her
shattered mind tried to come to grips with what had just
happened to her, with what she had just agreed to do, but
it was all too overwhelming to take in just now.

All she could really think of was just to return to her
suite at the Devereux estate and sleep for a very long
time.

"Well, children.  It looks as if our nanny has a busy day
ahead of her tomorrow.  She needs to go shopping for all
new clothes."

"Can we help?" chirped Sue.  "I love buying new clothes!"

"Of course you can.  We all can.  But, for today, our
nanny is very tired after her doctor's appointment, so
let us go to a fine restaurant I know nearby, then take
her back home and put her to bed."

"Cool!" cried Michelle.

The two girls led the passive Athena, followed by a
smiling Devereux, by the hand through the building and
out to the car.  Her gapping blouse, under the opened
jacket, clearly revealed her bra and tanned stomach.

As they approached the Mercedes, Athena shivered.  She
froze, unable to proceed any further.  The two girls
opened the rear door for her to enter the back seat, yet
she still couldn't move.  Athena had looked into the
future, and for the first time it frightened her.

She instantly resolved to tell Mrs. Devereux that she was
actually a reporter doing a story, but that she was
quitting her job and taking the first flight home.  She
turned to face her employer, who was still standing
behind her.

Athena opened her mouth to speak but found she couldn't
say a word.  She looked down and, stunned, saw that a
wildly grinning Michelle had placed a hand up her short
skirt and was caressing her on her panty-covered crotch!

"Come along, my dear," purred Devereux.  "Everything is
ready for you at home."

Athena looked at Mrs. Devereux, her eyes wild with fear.
In a matter of seconds, she felt her panties being
quickly yanked down her hips and legs, and three fingers
swiftly insterted into her ready vagina.  Michelle began
to expertly finger-fuck her there in the middle of the
garage, with her panties puddled around her ankles.

Athena's eyes turned blank as her mind clouded.  She was
totally swallowed by the sweet, soul-consuming sensations
coming from her cunt.  Her sudden resolve melted in the
roaring heat of her own body's raging desires.

All three women gently pushed and pulled at her, the
small hand still deliberately working her sex, until the
bewildered Athena Valentine finally entered the car.

A crumpled pair of panties were laying on the greasy
floor of the garage when the Mercedes drove away.

*****

End Part 4 of 4

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