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NOTE TO READERS: Thank you for the encouraging comments. This is the second-to-last chapter in the Telemedicine series. I’m still trying to decide if these characters will continue in a sequel. As always, would love your thoughts about that.
In the morning, I woke up excited by the prospect of an orgasm. Finally, a real, satisfying orgasm. I was making a pot of coffee and thinking about it, and struggling with the choice I was going to have to make–the choices that Dr. Popova had presented me with. Who would give me my orgasm?
Kat, Lisa, or the doctor?
I mean, there was only one right answer. I had to pick Kat. If I didn’t, well… I didn’t want to think about the consequences. Even though Dr. P still held all the cards, Kat… fuck, Kat had become the whole point.
I was a little worried about Dr. P getting mad or jealous, but when I thought about it, I realized that Dr. P had been leading me towards Kat the whole time. She’d want me to pick Kat, right?
So my head, my heart–both said to pick Kat.
My dick though… I mean, who could say no to the doctor. And Lisa! God, Lisa was fucking sexy. Dr. Popova had said that Lisa was “devious.” Man, I wanted to know what that meant. But curiosity killed the cat, you know? I was sure it would kill my balls as well.
So Kat it would be, even if that meant some kind of–what had Dr. P said?–“limited” ability on Kat’s part. I mean, I was still going to get to cum, and at this point, just about any orgasm would be welcome.
So I’d decided. I would pick Kat.
I was about to write back to Dr. P when Kat came in and sat at the breakfast bar. The coffee was ready, so I poured her a cup and passed it to her.
“Thanks, JB,” she said. She seemed kinda glum.
“You OK?” I asked.
“A lot on my mind, JB,” she said, looking down. Then she seemed to decide something and looked up at me. “Also, we have a shit ton of work to do today, so if it’s OK with you, we’ll talk about all of this tonight, OK?” She waved her hands around above her head. “I’d really like to focus on banging out some code today.”
Fuck. She said that she was going to explain in the morning. Still, she was right–there was a lot of work to do.
She stood up and walked around the breakfast bar. She gave me a little kiss on my lips, then patted my caged cock. “Tonight,” she said.
Then she grabbed another mug and poured a third cup of coffee. “I’m going to bring this to Lisa and make sure she’s good.”
As she was leaving the room, she turned around to look at me. “Unless you need to put a shirt on for work, no clothes today, understand?”
“You can wear the robe if you get cold,” she said, walking out of the room.
It was cold, so I grabbed the frilly robe off the hook, and settled into the couch to get some work done. I heard Kat go into Lisa’s room, and I waited nervously, listening to try to figure out what would happen next.
I tried to focus on work, but I kept waiting for some clue from Kat and Lisa. What were they talking about? I was struggling to focus on work, reading email, fucking around on Hacker News, thinking about a second cup of coffee, when when I felt my devices come on briefly. They squeezed and nudged for about 30 seconds, then went dead again. Dr. P wanted my decision, it seemed.
I realized that even though I’d made my choice, I hadn’t sent the message yet. I guess I was still worried about making Dr. P angry. But I also was waiting for a sign from Kat and Lisa–which didn’t seem like it was going to happen any time soon. So I decided to just bite the bullet, and I sent Dr P this message:
Thank you for your message. I have to admit that I’m pretty excited about my reward. I want to thank you in advance for the reward, but also for all of your help during my treatment. I really think that I’ve learned a lot and that everything is going really well with Kat.
I mean I thought it was going well, but I guess I’m a little confused about Lisa, now that I’ve learned that she and Kat are roommates. They’ve both promised to tell me more, so I guess I’ll know more tonight maybe?
OK, honestly, that whole situation is making me nervous.
In any case, I have thought about the choice that you offered me. I have to say it was difficult, but in the end, I would like Kat to give me my reward. I want to do anything I can to please her and get closer to her.
I hope you understand that it was very tempting for me to choose you, of course, but I felt you would understand my decision.
I sent the message and waited, hoping that I’d made the right choice.
A short time later, I heard footsteps in the hallway, and a moment after that I saw Lisa emerge from the hallway, wearing her overcoat and mask. She paused at the front door to look at me.
“Looking cute, Robe Boy,” she said. The tease had returned to her voice.
I suddenly realized that this robe I was wearing–Kat had pulled it from Lisa’s bursa escort closet when I’d first arrived. It must be Lisa’s robe! I felt so embarrassed. “Um, good morning Lisa,” I said, sounding stupid.
“Don’t worry about wearing my robe, Mr. Tits,” she said. “It suits you.”
I didn’t know what to say, but Lisa wasn’t waiting for me. She said, “I’m going to head out for a bit. I’ll see you tonight though.”
My mind filled with questions. Did she know what was going to happen tonight? Would she be part of it? I wanted to ask, but before I could, she turned, opened the door, and left without another word.
I debated going to talk to Kat about all of this, but decided that my best bet was to keep my head down and stay out of trouble.
My devices came to life shortly after Lisa left. A slow stroking on my cock, a gentle squeezing on my balls. Lazy motion in my ass. It kept me simmering quietly all day. I’d become used to the feeling, so I was able to get some work done, and when I got into a groove, I could almost forget about the teasing.
I worked for the rest of the day and Kat mostly stayed in her room. I messaged her once or twice about work-related things, and her responses were professional, but nothing more.
At 6, I was ready to quit, and was almost relieved when Kat sent me a message about dinner. “I ordered pizza. Get it when they buzz. Robe, slippers, mask, nothing else.”
30 minutes later though, I’d retrieved the pizza without incident. I’d gotten a kick in the balls from my devices just as I was opening the door for the delivery guy, and maybe he could tell? Maybe he was smirking? But seeing as he was wearing a mask, I could have been imagining that. And luckily, there was no one in the elevator, so I made it back to the apartment safely.
When I got back, Kat emerged from her room, sat across from me and we ate quietly, my devices mercifully quiet during dinner. After what felt like a long time, she said, “We have to meet Dr. P online at 8 tonight.”
I nodded and Kat continued, “She sent me instructions. At 7, she’s going to unlock all of your devices except the cuff around your balls. She wants you to shower. You will wash your cock, balls, and ass, but no cheating. The cuff will punish you if you get aroused. For the video call, she wants you sitting on the couch naked, hands cuffed behind your back.”
I nodded again. It felt like there was more, but I just waited.
“She wants me naked and showered too, wearing nothing but my chastity belt, which she has locked up tight again, you should know. No pussy access since last night. And she wants me to cuff myself too, using the retracting cuffs, with my hands behind my back.”
“That’s going to be tricky,” I said.
Kat nodded absently. She said, “She says that I’m going to be punished, and that you’re finally going to get to cum.”
“What do you think she’s going to do?”
“I have no idea,” Kat said. She sat quietly for another moment, then said, “She’s offered me a deal, and I’m trying to decide if I’m going to take it.”
“What’s the offer?”
“She’ll let me out. She’ll end your treatment and hand over complete control of your devices to me.”
Wow. That would be huge! The end of my treatment? Dr. Popova was going to release me? Would she continue to be involved, or was she going away? I had so many questions, but I couldn’t figure out what to say.
Finally, I just asked, “What’s your side of the deal?”
Kat looked at me for a moment, considering. Then she said, “JB, how would you feel if I had control of your devices and Dr. P was no more?
“Do I have a choice?” I asked. “Would you let me out?”
“Honestly, I’m not sure. I mean, of course you have a choice…” she paused, maybe searching for the right words. Then she looked right into my eyes and said, “I want to own you.”
I didn’t know what to say. Kat said, “You want it too, JB, don’t you?”
I couldn’t help myself. I nodded, just a tiny nod, but she saw it. She smiled, not breaking eye contact.
“You want me to give you the best fucking orgasm that anyone has ever programmed into a robotic cock cage, don’t you?”
I nodded again.
“You want me to hurt your fucking cock and balls whenever I feel like it, don’t you, Jonathan?”
That scared me. A part of me liked the idea, made my dick hard, gave me butterflies in my stomach. Maybe wasn’t the part of me that should be making decisions though. The sensible part of me on the other hand, that part was pretty sure this was a bad idea. A very bad idea.
This time, I said, “Could we beta test it?”
At 7:59, I was sitting on the couch in front of the laptop. I have to admit that I was feeling pretty good. I was clean. I was free of my cock cage, which felt fucking great. My anal probe was gone. My bra had been removed. Only the cuff around the top of my balls remained. I mean, my hands were cuffed behind my back, but below the waist, I felt free, and I was already half-hard, looking forward bursa escort bayan to my first orgasm in… I don’t know. I’d lost count.
And I felt an extra sense of excitement. Would tonight be the night that we said goodbye to Dr. Popova? I didn’t know how I felt about that. I was sure that I would be glad to end my involuntary lockdown. I wanted to end the threat of blackmail. But also…fuck, maybe I was going to miss her a little. She was so calm and so certain. OK and sexy.
Also: was I just going to trade Dr. P for Kat? Would I actually have any say in the matter?
Kat walked in, also showered, naked except for her chastity belt. She looked fucking amazing. She was holding her handcuffs, I guess she was going to need my help to put them on. She sat down next to me and hit a few keys on the laptop in front of us, connecting us to Dr. P.
Then she cuffed her hands in front of her. These cuffs have a long retractable cable connecting the two wrist pieces, so she had plenty of slack to step through the link, placing her hands behind her, presumably waiting for Dr. P to connect and retract the cable and lock Kat’s hands securely behind her.
I looked over at Kat. She was breathing deeply, looking at the screen, her nipples hard.
A moment later I heard a small whir as the cuffs retracted. The laptop chimed, and Dr. Popova appeared on the screen in front of us.
“Well hello my dears!” Dr. P said brightly. “It’s so lovely to see you both, sitting there exactly as I requested. Thank you very much for being so obedient.”
“It’s not like we had a lot of choice,” Kat said.
“Oh my dear,” said Dr. P, “You’ve always got a choice. And you Kat, of all people, you know that better than most.”
What was she talking about?
“I guess…” Kat said.
“Have I not offered you a choice at every important juncture?” Dr. Popova said.
Look, I knew there was a bunch of stuff going on between Kat and Dr. P, but this cryptic conversation wasn’t helping me figure it out.
“Now Kat,” said Dr. Popova, “Let’s not be so glum. Tonight is a very wonderful night, with much to be happy about. To begin with, Jonathan achieved what I believe to be a major milestone last night, performing oral sex on you in what appears–according to your data monitors anyway–to have been a very satisfactory manner, isn’t that right?”
Kat nodded, still somewhat glum.
“Kat…” Dr. P scolded gently. “That was what YOU wanted, wasn’t it? That was what YOU asked for, no?”
Kat sighed. Finally, she said, “Yes Doctor.”
“Alright then. So be happy. And be happy for Jonathan as well.”
Kat lifted her head and looked at me. She smiled shyly and nodded at me. She said quietly, almost under her breath, “It was good, JB. Thank you.”
Our eyes held each other, and I nodded too. A thrill went through me as we looked at each other.
Dr. Popova continued, “There’s something else to celebrate tonight, my dears.”
Kat and I looked back at the screen.
“Yes indeed. Kat, you may have been unaware of this, but I’d given Jonathan a goal–to find a way to have Lisa sleep over…”
“Of course you did,” Kat cut in coldly.
“Now, now, dear,” said Dr. Popova, still completely in control, and completely calm. “I only have all of our best interests in mind here. It’s a good thing that Lisa is back at home. And now Kat, you have one less secret to keep.”
One LESS secret? What the fuck? I thought that WAS the secret, but is there more?
Kat simply stared at the screen. She seemed furious.
So,” said the doctor, “We’re going to celebrate the milestone, and we’re going to give Jonathan his reward for achieving his goal.”
I looked over at Kat. She didn’t seem like she was really embracing the spirit of celebration.
Dr. Popova didn’t acknowledge Kat’s attitude. Instead, she said, “So now, we’re going to talk about choices. As I said, Jonathan has achieved two significant goals, and he has earned a reward. I promised him a real, uninterrupted, no-tricks orgasm, and I shall keep that promise.”
I couldn’t fucking wait. I felt my dick swell in anticipation.
“Kat, I offered Jonathan a choice of who he’d like to deliver the orgasm. I offered him a choice between me, Lisa, and you. He chose you.”
I snuck a look at Kat. She was looking down again, but I did see a little smile on her face.
“Yes, you should feel good, Kat. I offered him my loving robot hands and he passed. I offered him the use of Lisa, who I must say is a very very attractive woman–and still, he passed.”
I still wondered how it was possible for the doctor to be offering Lisa for me to “use.” The Lisa thing was baffling to me honestly. How much did she know? What if I’d picked her? Dr. P had said that she’d agreed to help with my treatment, but… And where the fuck was she, anyway?
“Kat, he chose you even though I told him that your capabilities would be quite diminished tonight because of the punishment that you have earned.”
I decided to speak up. “Doctor, escort bursa I have to admit that I’m a little confused. Can you tell me why Kat is being punished?”
Kat looked at me, surprise on her face.
Dr. Popova said, “Kat, why don’t you tell him.”
Kat said, “The doctor is mad that it took me so long to tell you about Lisa.” Her tone did not sound conciliatory. In fact, it sounded like she was spoiling for a fight.
“And what else, Kat?” Dr. Popova said.
“And she thinks that I should tell you more about Lisa and me,” Kat said.
I said, “I mean, you’ve kinda told me nothing, Kat. And you said you’d tell me more tonight.”
No one said anything for what felt like a very long time. I looked at the screen. Dr. Popova was sitting with her hands crossed in front of her. I looked at Kat. She was just staring at the screen, staring at the doctor.
Finally, Kat said, “What I actually said JB was ‘Trust me.'” She looked at me. “Do you trust me?”
“I trust you Kat.” It was true. In that moment, I realized how much I trusted her–though god knows why.
“OK then,” she said.
Dr. Popova said, “Well, I guess that’s settled for now. So we will begin. Kat! On your knees in front of Jonathan.”
Kat, whose hands were locked tightly behind her, leaned forward and managed to get herself off the couch. She settled in on her knees in front of me, and my cock swelled at the idea of being so close to her face, to her mouth.
Dr. Popova said, “Very good, Kat. Tonight, you are going to serve me by serving Jonathan. You will be on your hands and knees in front of him. You will not have the use of your hands. You will use your mouth–you will DEVOTE yourself to his pleasure, do you understand?”
Kat nodded. Her back was to the laptop that rested on the coffee table behind her.
“Kat, I want you to know that Jonathan’s pleasure will be my pleasure as well. You will not be able to see me, but I will be watching you. Do not disappoint me. Begin.”
Kat leaned in and kissed the head of my cock. She started teasing it with her tongue then, her hot breath sending waves of pleasure through me. My cock was so sensitive after being locked away for so long. Every touch sent shivers through me. In no time, I was rock hard and dying to cum.
“Yes, Kat, like that,” said, Dr. P. “I’m going to make myself cum while I watch you. I’m going to program your belt to encourage you, and I’m going to pleasure myself as I watch you suffer for our pleasure.”
I saw Kat squirm then, as her belt came alive, teasing her locked pussy. She moaned and sucked me halfway into her mouth. It was warm and soft. I sighed. It felt so good.
“That’s right, Kat,” said Dr P. “Suck his dick. Show him the pleasure that waits for him when he earns it.”
Kat continued to moan on my cock, the vibrations running through me. She pressed herself down, slowly, millimeter by millimeter, taking my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, until I could feel her lips at my balls. I felt my balls tighten. I heard beeping from the computer.
“Slow down, Kat! Too fast!” shouted Dr. Popova. “You will make this last. Do not deny Jonathan the pleasure of a long, slow, sloppy blowjob!”
Oh my god. It felt so good, but Kat was backing off, licking the underside of my cock from base to tip, then back again. Then she moved lower to begin slowly licking my balls. I looked down. She was grinding her hips, trying to get more friction.
She looked up, and our eyes met. She smiled, then took one of balls into her mouth, never breaking eye contact. I thought I would die from pleasure. I’d never felt anything that good.
“That’s right, Kat. Worship his balls with your mouth,” Dr. P said. “And ask yourself, what is it that you want most of all? What is it that you want in this moment, so badly that it is driving you to distraction? Tell me!”
Kat let go of my balls and said, “I want to cum, Doctor!”
Dr. Popova was furious. “Did I tell you to stop sucking his balls!?” she demanded. “Put that mouth back to work and tell me what you want while you’ve got Jonathan’s balls in your mouth!”
Kat went back to work, and with my balls in her mouth, managed, “HHHmmm hmmm hmm hmmmmmm!”
“That’s right you want to cum,” said the doctor. “You want me to take that chastity belt off and let you cum.”
“Hmmmmm!” said Kat, which I was guessing meant that she agreed.
“That’s right, suck his dick now and think about how badly you want to be released from your bondage to me, Kat. Think about how badly you want to control your own pussy. How much you wish you could plunge your own filthy fingers into your dripping cunt.”
Kat had abandoned my balls briefly, but quickly gobbled my dick deeply into her mouth. I could feel my cock in the back of her throat as she opened and closed around me.
“That’s right, choke yourself on his cock, Kat.”
Oh god, I felt Kat shiver. Then I felt her press herself down hard on me, choking herself just the way Dr. Popova had ordered her to. She held herself there for what felt like an eternity, swallowing to pleasure my cock, making gagging sounds, her body lurching against the invader, until finally, she pulled herself off, taking a huge gasp of breath, her chest heaving to catch her breath.
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