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Compulsion, n.
the eloquence of power.
— Bierce
“Am I better than your wife, old man?”
It was a question he should have seen coming. A bothersome question. Even so, there was no recourse. No proper way to answer. He couldn’t just ignore the question, either. It wasn’t in his nature to do something like that, nor was it in his nature to give someone like the Doctor of Rhodes Island that level of satisfaction.
But perhaps it was an evening chock full of firsts. Perhaps he was giving Rhodes Island’s Doctor more satisfaction than he cared to admit. Why else would she be moaning like that? How else could her face contort with pleasure, mouth agape in that pleasing O-shape?
“Please,” the Doctor begged, her words slightly distorted by the alcohol, “just tell me I’m better.”
The Rat King—or, in this very moment, simply Lin Kojui—scoffed.
“You’ll have to earn that kind of praise,” he told her simply. “I’m sure you can manage.”
The Doctor pouted at that. Still, her hips never stopped moving. Stark naked, but for the hood that comprised the upper portion of her coat, she fidgeted on the old man’s firm lap. She faced away from him on the couch, bouncing and gyrating her hips as though she’d done this a dozen times before. As though she loved nothing more than seducing older men.
“You’re soaking wet,” said Kojui, chuckling only once.
“A-Astute observation, old man,” said the Doctor, her breath catching in her throat.
“I’ve hardly even touched you. To think the esteemed Doctor has a hair trigger like this…”
“I-I don’t—!”
But he proved her wrong. With her legs parted as she sat on his lap, old Lin Kojui could easily dip his fingers into her dripping wet pussy. She groaned with pleasure almost as soon as he touched her there, tipping her head back against Kojui’s shoulder.
Given her closeness, it was easy for Kojui to press his face against her hair and breathe in her scent. He received another tantalizing reminder that the Doctor was, at the end of the day, just another woman—one who wore perfume and shampooed her hair. One who smelled amazing amidst such moments of intimacy.
She smells so wonderful, he thought. Carnality was at the forefront of his mind. The morbid sexual desire between them was grander than any other pact or arrangement. Their hunger was too great to withstand. Wine had only tipped the scales a little further.
The Rat King, Lin Kojui, dipped two of his pointed fingers past the Doctor’s pussy lips, savoring the wet sounds that came out of her, just as he savored the aroma that clung to her hair. It drew him closer; he used his other hand to hold the Doctor by the cheek, and he prodded at her tongue with his fingers just to hear her make more of those titillating noises.
“Rhodes Island’s tactician,” said Lin Kojui. “Commander, strategist… and a little whore.”
That got the Doctor to moan. She wrapped her lips around the Rat King’s fingers, sucking on them while she bumped and ground against his lap. Meanwhile, she couldn’t stop leaking all over his fingers between her inner thighs, and she relished the way he explored her body. She had to imagine that the old man hadn’t had fun like this in quite a long time—perhaps years?
Being here made her feel elated. She lusted after situations like this, and she didn’t mind one bit if he could read her like an open book. All that mattered was that they had their fun, and she could feel just how much fun he was having. It was a sizable amount of fun, meaty, pressing up against her butt.
“I’m a little whore,” is what she tried to say, though it sounded more like the Doctor was moaning and gagging around the Rat King’s probing fingers while he played with her tongue. Meanwhile, Kojui kept busy with his other hand, pumping his fingers in and out of the Doctor’s pussy and helping her make a mess all over the couch beneath them. “Fuck!”
“How deplorable,” said Kojui. He realized he was slurring his words as he spoke. The heady concoction had taken its toll on his aging mind, which he always assumed, perhaps incorrectly, was as sharp as ever. Maybe twenty years ago, he wouldn’t have allowed himself to get seduced like this.
But of course, perhaps it was an evening chock full of firsts after all.
The Doctor’s chest rose and fell with her panting. Still, the Rat King’s assault was relentless. He kept playing with her body; kept jilling her off and dunking his long, wrinkled fingers in her young, drooling honey pot. The Doctor filled the room with the sound of her desperate moaning, unable to stop the splendor from spilling from her shining lips.
It didn’t take long for her to reach her first climax of the night, arching her back and crying out the Rat King’s true name while his fingers pumped in and out of her slippery snatch. Only when the Doctor’s convulsions died down did Lin Kojui free his fingers, and he brought those glistening fingers up to the Doctor’s face while she panted and moaned.
“Open,” he instructed. “Taste yourself.”
She did just as she was told, parting her lips and letting the Rat King push his old, girlcum-stained fingers into her greedy little mouth. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned as she cleaned herself from his digits, gliding her hot, wet tongue anywhere he wanted.
The Rat King couldn’t keep his excitement in check. Even for someone of his age, it was only natural for him to be erect at this time. He groaned as the Doctor ground her perky butt against his crotch, prompting the elderly Zalak to bite his lip.
“Such a feisty thing,” Kojui remarked.
The Doctor giggled as she glided her butt up and down against the older man’s cock. “You got something hot and sticky for me, old man?” she asked. “Or are you gonna be shooting out dust instead?”
Kojui growled. “Why don’t you get on your knees and find out, you little harlot?”
“Sure thing, Daddy!”
That got the Rat King to smile. He spanked the Doctor’s ass, nearly breaking his brittle hand. “That’s what I like to hear.”
It was high time the Rat King joined the Doctor in her nakedness. She wasted no time in getting his pants around his ankles, first by unbuttoning his slacks, then by unzipping them and yanking them downward. Old Lin Kojui used his cane to lift himself off the cozy couch, but once freed from his cloth prison, his wrinkled, veiny cock sprang free and slapped against the Doctor’s slutty face.
“Ooh!” The Doctor panted with arousal, already drooling at the sight of the old geezer’s dick pale dick. “You’ve got a lot of vigor down here… when’s the last time you got a blow job, huh?”
The Rat King snorted. “Wouldn’t you like to know…”
“Can I play with your cock, Daddy? Huh?” asked the Doctor. She didn’t wait for permission before wrapping her thin fingers around the Rat King’s turgid length, cherishing the way it stirred to life and pulsed against her hand. “Ah, it’s so hard…”
Lin Kojui groaned with pleasure, leaning back against the couch and keeping his thighs spread for the Doctor to have her fun. “I have to wonder if this is how your negotiations typically go,” he said.
The Doctor blushed, unwilling to confirm or deny such a thing. Instead, she busied herself by taking the head of the man’s cock into her mouth, groaning with pleasure as she fellated him.
The Rat King groaned, tipping his head back with pleasure as the Doctor of Rhodes Island started sucking him off. She was right, of course. He hadn’t received head in over a decade. He forgot how good it felt to be serviced like this.
Kojui put his creased hand on the Doctor’s head, guiding her up and down along the length of his cock. It wasn’t like she needed much guidance to begin with, however. The Doctor seemed keen on engulfing every inch of the Zalak’s wrinkled cock with vim and vigor; she throated him as though he were still a young stud, and the sensation was titillating enough to have the old man seeing stars.
“Fuck,” he groaned, mouth left agape from the Doctor’s neck game. The Doctor put her small hands on the Rat King’s stout Zalak legs, keeping a palm on either of his knees while she orally serviced him.
No two ways about it—she’d done this more than a few times before. She sucked his cock with a confidence he hadn’t seen in over a decade, and though he wasn’t the spring chicken (or rat man) he used to be, he found himself wishing he could match her output beat for beat.
I should have taken a pill, he thought bitterly.
Tipping his head back up, Kojui watched the Doctor bob her head up and down on his crotch, sucking him off like it was the last thing she’d ever do. Now Kojui was the one unable to keep his voice down; he struggled to quiet himself down, moaning from the pleasure of being serviced like this. The Doctor felt the old geezer’s cock pulse against her hot, slutty tongue, and she drooled all over his shaft, bathing his dick and balls in all her excitement.
She reached down with one of her hands to play with the Rat King’s rugose nut sack. That got him crooning with pleasure; he pumped his hips up and down as best he could, given his position, but the Doctor hardly needed any help to get his fat cock down her velvety throat.
“M-My word, that’s—!” The Rat King grunted from the ecstasy of being pleasured like this, already working up a sweat from their tryst. “A remarkable set of lips you have, Doctor…!”
Pop!
The Doctor snickered mischievously at that, having popped him out of her mouth to stroke him against her glistening, blushing cheek. The Rat King couldn’t believe just how soft and spunky she was; how willing and able the Doctor was to have fun like this.
“I like the way your cock tastes, Daddy,” she told him. She meant it, too, and it was another reminder as she leaned in to nuzzle her face against the Rat King’s ash gray pubes, letting the old Zalak’s musk waft over her.
“I’m not a fossil yet,” said the Rat King. His chest heaved, however, just from trying to keep his composure. “But I won’t last long at this rate… not with a throat like that…!”
The Doctor licked her lips. “That’s just what I was hoping to hear, you know.”
And just like that, she went back to sucking him off. She took him all the way down to the base, pressing her nose against his ashen pubes and gagging on his monstrous meat. Meanwhile, old Lin Kojui couldn’t hold back from pressing his ancient crotch against the Doctor’s mouth, nor could he stop himself from pressing his hand down against the back of the Doctor’s head.
His groans of pleasure rose in volume all the way to his climax, and he finally let himself go, pumping a hot and heavy load of cloudy cum past the Doctor’s lips and filling her mouth full of his seed.
The Doctor moaned with pure delight, drinking down as much of the Rat King’s cum as she could. The taste of his old man jizz set her alight with arousal. It was aged and sweet, like fine wine. It’s a little powdery too, she thought, rolling her hot tongue around his purple penis head, eager to get every last drop down her throat.
“G-God! Yes! Ah, Doctor! Just like that!” cried the Rat King, who for a moment, felt as though he died and went to heaven. He raised himself off the couch as he came; it almost looked as though his soul had been abducted.
Then he fell back onto the couch once he finished, panting and wheezing for air. The Doctor leaned back just then to wipe the mess from her mouth and chin, gulping aloud to let the old man know she’d truly swallowed every drop of his antique load.
But the Doctor wasn’t finished with him yet. She needed more from the old coot.
So, before the Rat King had even regained his composure, the spunky Doctor of Rhodes Island got up to sit on his lap, this time lacing an arm around the man’s shoulder and reaching down to guide his cock into her hot, leaking pussy.
“H-Hang on a moment!” said the Rat King. “I’m still rather sensitive down there!”
“Aw, come on, grandpa,” teased the Doctor. “You can handle a bit of roughness, can’t you?”
“My God!” The Rat King groaned again as the Doctor guided his cock into her snug, slick pussy, sitting down to take him all the way to the base.
“Ha, yeah!” The Doctor wrapped both arms around the Rat King’s shoulders, holding him intimately close while she rode him. She peppered his giant rat nose with loving kisses as she bounced and swayed on top of him, gyrating her hips to blow his mind. “Fuck me, Kojui… hah~ you have such an amazing cock!”
The Rat King kneaded the Doctor’s ass cheeks while she rode him, his old, wrinkled fingers sinking into the supple flesh of her young butt. He tipped his head back with another pleasured moan, relishing the care and attention she doused him with. Suddenly inspired to put his hands elsewhere, the Rat King then slid his palms around to the Doctor’s hefty rack, and he played with the Doctor’s perky breasts, groping them as though they always belonged to him.
“That’s it,” moaned the Doctor. “Touch me, Daddy… ooh, come and get it…”
Suddenly, there was a buzz coming from the old man’s suit pocket. His cellphone went off, and the sound both surprised and irritated him.
“J-Just a moment, Doctor,” he said. The Doctor slowed her movements, but she didn’t outright stop. Not even as the Rat King answered his phone after an anxious gulp. “Yes? Hello?”
There was a pause before he spoke again.
“Yühsia, yes, I am here… as for the Doctor, I’m afraid I’m not sure where she’s gone,” he said. The Doctor grinned at the lie, then quickened her pace. She shimmied her hips atop the Rat King’s crotch, eager to bring him to climax again.
“Ngh—!” The Rat King winced from the Doctor’s movements, trying desperately to keep his noises under control. He only needed one hand to hold the phone, so he used his other hand to pinch the Doctor’s ass cheek. “Me? I’m alright, Yühsia. A little out of breath… I’m not the athlete I used to be, you know that…”
The Doctor giggled quietly, prompting Kojui to turn his head away. The mere idea of his daughter learning of this made him shudder. Even so, the Rat King cursed under his breath as he groped the Doctor’s ass, nearly moaning out in ecstasy as she rode him over and over again.
It was a pleasure unlike any other, truly indescribable. Lin Kojui bit back another moan as he spoke into his cellphone, trying his hardest to wrap things up. “I’ll be contacting you again, Yühsia. I have a bit of b-business to take care of.”
“Tell her I said hi,” the Doctor whispered, and Kojui sternly shook his head. He even took his hand off the Doctor’s ass to wrap his fingers around her throat, quieting her sounds and turning her on all at once. “Hrrk—!”
“Yes,” Kojui said into the phone. “Yes, I’ll do just that… ah… thank you, Yühsia. I’ll see you later… goodbye.”
With a frustrated sigh, he hung up the phone and tossed it aside. He kept his other hand wrapped around the Doctor’s neck while she bounced up and down on his wrinkled dick, eyes half-closed and heavy with lust. “You’re a filthy little thing,” he told her. “Couldn’t even contain yourself…”
“W-With a d-dick this good?” she asked, coughing as the old man choked her. “Harder, Daddy…!”
“You’d like to be choked harder?” he asked, putting his hands on the Doctor’s hips. “Very well, if that’s what you wish!”
Suddenly, and much to the Doctor’s surprise, the Rat King used his arts to tighten a leash of sand around the girl’s tender neck. Her eyes widened, and she clenched tighter around him, quickening her pace as she rode him on the couch, coughing and gagging gleefully on the geezer’s senior shaft.
“You’re slamming so roughly over me,” said the Rat King. “You’ll b-break something!”
Despite being choked by that sand leash, the Doctor let out a raspy giggle as she bounced even harder, even faster, and even deeper on the Rat King’s dick. Her fingers clenched over his shoulders, and she gripped him while she did her best to ride him to completion. The sound of their sex echoed out in the evening space; wet skin against wet skin smacking repeatedly. A salacious symphony with the creaking couch to serve as a backing percussion.
“I c-can’t take much more of this,” Kojui admitted. “Doctor, ngh, this tight, young body of yours… I can’t handle it!”
Something snapped when the Doctor slammed down one last time, and the Rat King yelped as the Doctor’s fat ass nearly crushed his hips into paste. She wiggled her ass to coax it all out—the Rat King’s second load of the night.
The Doctor’s eyes rolled back into her head. The pleasure was so paramount that she could hardly believe it. Waves of pleasure washed over her as she reached her climax alongside the aged Zalak; she felt herself clench around the Rat King’s cock and milk him for all he could give, just as she could feel his dusty cum splatter against the inside of her greedy vaginal walls.
“There… we… go… Daddy,” said the Doctor, moaning with utmost jubilation. “Fuck, God, just like that, hah… just like that…”
The Rat King wheezed once more, eyes open wide with surprise. It really felt as though something had broken down there, and he was almost too nervous to check. He went soft in the Doctor’s pussy, and she lifted herself off him with a grateful, pleasured sigh. With the sand leash loosened around the Doctor’s neck, she could better welcome fresh air into her lungs, and amidst her heavy breathing, she couldn’t help but smile at what they’d done.
“One more time?” she asked, panting and sweaty.
The Rat King winced. “I can’t move,” he told her. “I think you fractured my hip…”
“No way! My ass isn’t that big!” said the Doctor. She smiled devilishly as the Rat King’s gooey, pasty cum dripped out of her well-used snatch. “Come on, Daddy… just one last time, please?”
“Mercy, Doctor. Have mercy…”
“An ambulance? For my father?!”
Lin Yühsia was shocked and appalled by the circumstances. Despite feeling powerless, she kept her eyes fixed on her father as he was taken away on a stretcher and loaded into the medical transport vehicle. From there, he would spend the next few weeks under the watchful eyes of Rhodes Island’s esteemed medical personnel.
“What in the world happened?” she asked aloud. “How could… but he’s…”
She needed answers, damn it. She had to know what happened.
Lin Yühsia promptly found the Doctor’s office, and she pounded her fist against the door sternly enough to let her know this was an urgent visit. Fortunately, the Doctor answered posthaste.
“Hi,” said the Doctor. “Can I help you?”
“Doctor,” said Lin Yühsia. “I just noticed that—!”
Then she stopped. Lin Yühsia blinked twice before taking a step back and tilting her head. “Doctor,” she said, “is that my father’s coat you’re wearing?”
The Doctor smiled and glanced down, almost as though she didn’t notice she was wearing the old geezer’s fur coat. “Oh,” she said. “Yeah. It is.”
“Doctor,” said Lin Yühsia, trying to keep her voice even, “why are you wearing my father’s coat?”
“Oh. Um… because we had sex,” said the Doctor, “and I shattered his hips with my dump truck ass.”
Yühsia crossed her arms and scowled. “Doctor, that’s not funny. Please, I’d just like to know what’s going on here.”
The Doctor smiled at the camera before turning back to look at Lin Yühsia. “Uh, Lancet-2 ran over his foot.”
“That sounds more likely. But it doesn’t explain why you’re wearing his coat.”
The Doctor sighed. She buttoned up the Rat King’s coat and hid her face inside, opting at last to close her office door and leave Lin Yühsia standing just outside.
“Doctor? Doctor!” Yühsia pounded on the Doctor’s office door. “You can’t ignore me like this, Doctor! Don’t think I won’t stand here and wait for an answer!”
“I don’t have to answer if the story is over!” the Doctor shouted from behind the door.
“What? What the hell are you talking about, Doctor?!”
