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The Practice Pt. 14: Hannah 10

Hannah examined her naked body in the mirror, searching for any outward sign of the changes she'd experienced over the past year. The memory of her first visit to Dr. Wilcox was burned into her psyche, but like a story she'd read online - it belonged to a different girl entirely. That girl had been angry, anxious, and vulnerable when she had faced herself naked in this mirror, but all that was gone now, replaced by a sense of purpose and determination. Hannah and that girl had the same face, the same hair, the same skin, but that girl was naive, and Hannah was learning the Truth.

Out of habit Hannah reached between her legs and brushed her fingers over her smooth pussy lips, feeling for any rogue hairs that had escaped her examination this morning. Her insides tingled at the touch and she bit her lip - it had been well over a month since her last orgasm, and every inch of her body was on edge. The stone anal plug that had been her constant companion for all those weeks rested heavily in her ass, its flattened pull-ring nestled between her cheeks. Every hour she played with it, trying to coax her body to orgasm, driving herself crazy.

Maybe today?

She opened the door and walked into Dr. Wilcox's office, now familiar and intimate rather than frightening, as it was to that other girl long ago. The warm, moist air engulfed her. As always the Doctor sat in his armless, overstuffed chair with an open robe and a clipboard, scribbling notes and paying no attention to Hannah's arrival. The floor-to-ceiling windows revealed a beautiful, cloudless day over Hannah's college campus. The only unusual feature today was the presence of another girl kneeling between Dr. Wilcox's thighs, head twisted sideways to lick his balls. Her brown hair was knotted in a tight bun and her arms were tied behind her back with a hemp rope that came up through her butt cheeks and circled her neck. Red marks criss-crossed her exposed skin.

Hannah knelt in front of Dr. Wilcox with her knees spread, arched her body, and grabbed her elbows behind her back; the patience position was comfortable and relaxing, and the bobbing of Dr. Wilcox's cock was hypnotic as the unknown girl sucked his balls. Drops of pre-come dribbled down his shaft and Hannah's mouth watered in anticipation.

"You may suck me while we talk, pussy."

Being called "pussy" made her tummy sink, but Hannah leapt forward and leaned over the other girl to receive Dr. Wilcox into her mouth. She was more than just a warm, wet fuck-hole. Dr. Wilcox knew that, too, but wanted her to prove it. "Thank you, sir," she mumbled around his meat. His pre-come was salty and savory, and she began to suckle softly to draw more out. Her humiliation and frustration faded away as she lost herself in her work.

Hannah didn't recognize the other girl below: her eyes and ears were covered by a tight leather mask. She was leisurely, sloppily sucking the Doctor's balls, as if she had been at it for a while. Hannah's head touched hers when Hannah went deep on his cock, but the other girl gave no indication that she noticed Hannah's presence.

Dr. Wilcox set down his clipboard and took a firm grasp of Hannah's hair, pushing her head down all the way onto his cock until her nose was flat against his stomach. "I'm pleased that you've shown as much restraint as you have for the past month, and your work with Heron has been extremely valuable." He twirled his fingers in Hannah's hair and seemed to search for the right words while Hannah held her breath. "You were very brave in defending Emily, and there are a few things I need to tell you."

When he released her head Hannah gasped in air and continued sucking. "Thank you, sir. I have some questions for you, too."

Dr. Wilcox pressed her head down again and his thick meat plugged Hannah's throat. "Erica is here to assist you with your anal orgasm, pussy. She is learning to be humble and generous with her mouth, instead of rebellious, and I've been putting it to good use. She can't hear or see anything, so you'll have to direct her by pulling her hair and putting her where you want her."

Hannah's throat spasmed, trying to suck in air but completely blocked. Her vision was blackening when Dr. Wilcox finally released her head and she sucked in deeply around the head of his cock, still perched on her tongue. "Thank you, sir."

"Well, get to it, pussy."

Hannah's one encounter with Erica had been during her first visit to the Island. The more senior student had been obnoxious, bragging about being full of Dr. Wilcox's semen from an orgy the night before. Having Erica under her power now brought a smile to Hannah's stretched lips, and she grasped the girl's hair and shoved her face to the floor. Erica didn't struggle, but her movements were awkward - her hands were bound behind her back by an intricately tied rope that also squeezed her breasts and looped through her pussy.

Hannah twisted Erica's head and the bound girl scooted her body around, trying to follow Hannah's lead. The rough rope must have chafed between Erica's pussy lips because she squealed as she moved. Hannah carefully held the cock in her mouth and lifted her leg over Erica, pushing the girl under her crotch. Erica's body stretched out on the floor behind Hannah and only her forehead was visible between Hannah's thighs. With a sigh Hannah jammed her pussy down onto Erica's face.

Erica writhed under her - probably struggling to breathe - while Hannah ground her pussy hard into the girl's mouth. After weeks without an orgasm it was hard to care about the other girl's comfort. Her pussy was sopping wet on Erica's face, and once she let up the pressure she felt the girl's tongue reach out and lap at her lips.

"Good girl," Hannah said before remembering that Erica couldn't hear anything. But it wouldn't do to come from stimulation on her pussy - that wasn't the requirement. The combination of Dr. Wilcox in her mouth and Erica between her legs was almost too much for Hannah's desperate body to handle, and her legs began to tremble. With a groan she pushed Erica's head farther back and shoved her asshole down onto the girl's mouth.

Erica's head wiggled back and forth but was held tightly between Hannah's calves. The plug's flattened ring pushed against Erica's chin which wiggled the stone inside Hannah's butt, making her groan again with pleasure. Hannah pushed her pussy down onto Erica's face and her lips spread over the girl's nose, with the tip right against Hannah's clit. But where was Erica's tongue? Hannah reached back and twisted Erica's right nipple until her tongue finally popped out and licked tentatively at Hannah's hole. Erica mumbled something unintelligible from Hannah's crotch; Hannah grasped a handful of hair and twisted until the girl's tongue focused on its purpose.

Now that Erica was fully engaged Hannah was able to get a good rhythm going. She used one hand to work the plug in and out of her ass while Erica rimmed her, and she gripped the girl's hair with the other hand to hold herself steady. Hannah's breasts bounced as she rode, grinding back and forth. Her pussy juices covered Erica's face and ran into her nose as Hannah slowly rubbed against the girl's head. Meanwhile, Hannah's own mouth stayed on Dr. Wilcox's cock and sucked him hard.

Dr. Wilcox reached down to pet Hannah's cheek with the back of his finger. "Start with your questions, and I'll tell you what I can."

It wasn't easy to formulate thoughts in this circumstance, but Hannah wouldn't waste the opportunity. She dragged her lips up off his cock just long enough to speak clearly. "I translated the Elvish from the door on Tol Eressëa, sir. 'Don't be afraid. Come with me. Come, join us.' Where are you taking us?" Breathless, she lowered her head back onto his meat and waited for an answer.

"We're taking you Away," he said, with a capital letter. "Shelly and I are saving a remnant of humanity, as much as we can."

Away? Hannah had figured that much out herself. "From that thing that attacked Emily? The shadow in the clouds? What is it?" Hannah ran her tongue down his shaft and ducked her head to suck on his balls. They were still wet from Erica, and hot in her mouth.

"Yes. It calls itself Shaper, and it's been exiled here for a long time. Shelly and I are its wardens, in a way. Shaper has not been idle during its imprisonment, and has spent its will and power crafting a powerful tool to work its escape. Despite our best efforts, it is near to breaking free."

"Sir, breaking free from what? From earth? Is it some kind of alien?" Hannah had thought along these lines before, but it seemed crazy. Her heart beat faster as she pondered the implications, sucking comfort from the cock between her lips.

"Alien? No, not in the way you mean. It is... unique. Intelligent. Malevolent."

Erica's tongue felt amazing as it circled Hannah's ass, around the protruding plug - the plug that had driven off Emily's attacker. "The... Shaper, it has some sort of mind control power, sir?"

"It would be more correct to say that humanity has a vulnerability to its wishes."

Hannah's mind was reeling from the gnosis, and only the warm meat in her mouth kept her grounded. She took it deep into her throat. There was another question she needed to ask, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to know the answer. Erica's face had pushed her right up to the edge of orgasm. Hannah slid the plug in and out of her ass several times. She could come, she could feel it, but then her questions would be over. One more thing...

She slid up off his cock and tilted her neck to look Dr. Wilcox in the eyes. "Did you use mind control on me?"

Dr. Wilcox held Hannah's upturned face in his hands and met her gaze with his deep brown eyes. "No, Hannah." With those words a huge knot in Hannah's tummy came undone. Everything she'd been through, everything she'd felt and learned, her new friends and lovers, it was all real. It was true. She dove back onto Dr. Wilcox's meat in a frenzy.

"You are a good girl, Hannah," Dr. Wilcox said. "Let's do this differently. Lean back."

Hannah backed off his cock, eyes wide. She was a good girl. Erica continued to lick her, oblivious to the mind-shattering revelations, until Dr. Wilcox grabbed her hair and yanked her out from between Hannah's legs. Erica screamed and struggled, but he lifted her easily to her feet and shoved her onto the bed in the corner of the room, between the window-walls. He flipped her over onto her back, arms bunched up beneath her, pulled her head to the edge of the bed, and then twisted both her nipples. When Erica opened her mouth to scream again, he sank his balls into her mouth. She gagged and started to kick her legs, and Dr. Wilcox leaned forward and smacked her pussy with his crop, making a loud crack. Erica's clit protruded between the cords of the hemp rope that ran between her pussy lips, and the leather crop landed directly on her raw, exposed nub. She made a muffled cry, but when he snapped her pussy again she settled down with a whimper.

Watching Dr. Wilcox discipline Erica made Hannah wild. She continued to twirl the plug in her ass, pulling its girth in and out while her pussy dripped on the floor. Dr. Wilcox continued striking Erica up and down her body, reddening her inner thighs, tummy, and breasts with each swing. Whenever Erica showed any sign of struggle, Dr. Wilcox brought the crop down hard between her legs until she held still. Hannah remembered the intensity of the crop on her pussy, the sharp pain, and in her anguished lust she longed for it.

Dr. Wilcox said to Hannah while Erica sucked on his balls, "We're trying to free humanity from the memetic programming that makes you susceptible to Shaper's mind control, and that requires... other methods to ensure obedience. I'm not just teaching you girls how to behave, I'm transforming your essential nature. Reprogramming you."

Hannah groaned, pounding herself with the thick stone. She was a different girl than a year ago, that's for sure.

Dr. Wilcox waved Hannah over. "Get on top with your ass towards me. I want your first anal orgasm to be on my cock."

Hannah popped out the plug and dropped it to the floor with a heavy thunk, then jumped up onto the bed, straddling Erica's blind, deaf head as she sucked Dr. Wilcox's balls. Dr. Wilcox bent Hannah down, putting her face against the bed, staring straight at Erica's swollen pussy. The cords of the rough hemp rope split around Erica's clit, pinching it, and then disappeared between her pussy lips, pulled painfully tight. Her lips were bright red from arousal and the beating, and wetness leaked around the hemp that covered her hole. Hannah licked her exposed, raw clit softly, causing Erica to buck under her and grunt. The poor girl had been thoroughly abused and left horny as hell - Hannah could relate.

Dr. Wilcox smacked Hannah on the butt with his hand, stinging but not painful. Hannah pushed her ass up and arched her back, presenting her holes for his use. She wanted his cock inside her more than anything right now, anywhere he wanted to stick it. Her whole body shook when he rested his head between her cheeks, right up against her asshole, and rubbed in a slow circle. Hannah moaned and tried to push back onto him, but he continued circling. His cock was wet from her mouth, and her ass was wet from her dripping pussy; his cock teased against her hole with gentle pressure.

"Sir, please take my asshole sir," Hannah begged from between Erica's thighs. "Please stick your cock in my ass, sir. Fill me up with your semen and make me come, please sir!"

Dr. Wilcox spanked her again on both cheeks. "Good girl, Hannah. Push back slowly and take the head in." Hannah's legs trembled and her pussy clenched, empty, longing to be filled - but her ass would be good enough.

Hannah gently pushed her hips back onto Dr. Wilcox's head, and this time he didn't pull back, he held firm. His head pried open her anus, stretching Hannah open farther than she expected. Dr. Wilcox was much bigger than the plug. She paused partway on his head and caught her breath. Her anus clenched but couldn't push him out. After a few seconds she pushed back again and grunted, taking the head a little deeper... and then suddenly it popped inside her and the ridge slipped through. It was in. Thicker than the plug's tapered end, and alive. She could feel every heartbeat, throbbing inside her ass.

Erica slobbered noisily on Dr. Wilcox's balls while Hannah hungrily licked her pussy around the ropes. Erica groaned and Dr. Wilcox smacked Hannah's spread cheeks and said, "Lick her all you want, but don't let her come."

"Yes, sir," Hannah said. Erica's pussy was warm and wet and sticky on Hannah's lips, and her tongue madly lapped up Erica's juices. Hannah hadn't tasted pussy in a while, and hadn't realized how much she craved it. It was almost enough to distract her from the rod in her ass.

Dr. Wilcox spanked her a few more times to get her attention. "I'm letting you use my cock, but you still have to do the work, Hannah," he said.

Hannah's pussy ached to be touched as she pushed back, impaling herself another couple of inches before pausing. The work with the plug had prepared her ass for this, but the stretch was still intense. She rotated her hips side-to-side and moaned at the sensation. She pushed back again and finally felt her cheeks rub against Dr. Wilcox's hips. A few more wiggles and it was all the way in.

Erica's legs began to twitch and Hannah realized that she was licking vigorously on the poor girl's clit - she immediately stopped. Erica groaned and pushed her pussy up towards Hannah's face, stretched against the ropes. Hannah flicked her tongue out a few times, but now she really needed to focus on herself. Rays of pleasure radiated up her pussy from her asshole, and she began to rock back and forth, trying to pleasure the nerves that ran down from her clit. The cock was immovable as her anus slid up and down.

Hannah's eyes fixed on Erica's smooth, wet lips while she pounded herself, and soon enough she felt the familiar stirring in her tummy. She was close to orgasm, her first in weeks. It felt different than coming through her pussy - her ass spasmed painfully, but it was helpless against the rock-hard girth inside her. She screamed out, muffled by Erica's pussy, as the first wave of the orgasm rocked her body, contracting her tummy and thighs and squeezing her anus desperately on the cock. Just as her contractions began she felt a powerful burst of warmth inside her as Dr. Wilcox shot load after load of semen into her ass.

Dr. Wilcox gripped her cheeks tightly while he came, and didn't withdraw when he was done. "Good girl, Hannah."

"Thank you, sir," Hannah said, looking over her shoulder at the Doctor. She could feel him softening inside her ass, and her whole body shook in ecstasy from aftershocks. "Sir, why did you tell me all that? None of the other girls have any idea."

"Because I need someone I can trust, and you've shown some resilience. Time is short, and we need your help. The remnant needs a leader," he said. Then Hannah heard a suction sound as he pulled his balls from Erica's mouth, while keeping his cock inside Hannah. He used his hands to pivot Hannah's hips down towards Erica's mouth, and then withdrew. "Push."

Hannah squeezed, and felt a molten river of semen pour from her ass and down her pussy. Lifting her head, she saw Erica try to turn away, but Dr. Wilcox held her firmly and stretched her mouth open with his fingers, ensuring that she got a mouthful. Erica gagged and coughed, but Dr. Wilcox covered her mouth until she swallowed. He lifted Hannah's leg over Erica, and then shoved the girl off the bed onto her stomach on the floor, squashing her breasts and dragging the coarse rope across her pussy. Erica squealed and squirmed, but held still when Dr. Wilcox stepped on the side of her head.

"The next steps are critical, Hannah. We need to collect all the prospects we've identified, as well as... other resources. You've shown resistance to Shaper's commands, so if it comes at you it will be more direct. Hopefully Shelly and I can keep its attention while you work. It will be dangerous, but we're on a precipice."

"I won't let you down, sir," Hannah said, her mind racing. That girl from last year was gone, grown, morphed, into something new. Heat radiated from her tummy throughout her body, infusing her with energy and force. Differently than ever before, Hannah was alive. And horny. "There's just one more thing..."

"Yes, my dear girl?"

Hannah batted her eyelashes and smiled. "Sir, will you pretty-please fill this pussy full of come?"

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