Lobotomized Fantasies

Tommy Pistol lies on the exam table while nurse Lily LaBeau presses a cold stethoscope to his chest. The room blurs, and inside Tommy’s skull the walls stretch into a vast, empty ballroom. Nurse Lily hangs from the rafters, arms wrenched behind her, one knee drawn up, cunt open to the dark. Tommy’s hands roam first, squeezing her tits, slapping her belly until the skin reddens. He drives his cock up into her, hips snapping, fingers hooked in her cheek for leverage. He pauses to taste her, then bolts, leaving her swinging. Back in the exam room Lily counts heartbeats until Tommy sinks again. Now she’s doubled over, ankles together, and Tommy’s cock slides between her feet before he drags it across her face. She begs; he howls into her cunt, yanks her hair, and pounds until the scene fractures. A wooden crate appears. Lily lies on it, wrists lashed to ankles, thighs spread. Tommy licks, adds the Hitachi, then drives inside, grinding the vibrator to her clit until she comes. Satisfied, he fucks her raw and spills across her stomach and pussy, the hot mess dripping while the exam room slowly reappears around them.