The Lustful Time Lord's Revenge - Chapter 237 - The Fountain

Chapter 237: Chapter 237 – The Fountain

Charlotte couldn’t help but smile at that. A small smile that appeared at the corner of her lips, still wet with tears and my fluids. A smile she immediately tried to hide by biting her lip, but it was too late. I saw it.

I smiled even wider.

“Now, Nurse Charlie,” I said, my tone as serious as a doctor about to perform a crucial procedure. “I’m going to give you that injection you asked for. But you need to cooperate, understand?”

Charlotte nodded, her wet eyes still staring at me with a mixture of fear and anticipation. “I understand, doctor.”

I reached for her slender ankles, still wrapped in those thin white stockings. I lifted them high, almost bending her until her thighs touched her stomach. Then I patted her thigh.

“Hold here,” I commanded. “Use both hands. Don’t let go.”

Charlotte grabbed her own ankles, her trembling hands gripping tightly. And when she realized her position—legs spread wide, her pussy fully exposed before me, her ass lifted—her face flushed even deeper.

Her pussy was spread perfectly before me. Her pink labia were wet with her own fluids, her clit still prominent and throbbing, and her vaginal opening gaped slightly, still leaking clear liquid. But my eyes traveled lower, to another area equally interesting.

Her asshole.

That small wrinkled ring twitched, opening and closing slowly, as if aware it was being watched. Around it, still wet from the fluids flowing from her pussy, it gleamed.

“Nurse Charlie,” I said, my voice hoarse. “I want you to watch.”

Charlotte blinked. “Watch… what, doctor?”

“I want you to watch how I treat your sick pussy.”

Her face flushed deeper, but she obeyed. Those brown eyes looked down, to the area between her spread thighs. To where my large, rigid cock was now approaching.

I rubbed the tip of my cock along her vaginal lips. Slowly. Gently. Feeling her moisture and warmth. Then I slid it upward, touching her still-sensitive clit.

Charlotte gasped. A long moan escaped her parted lips.

“Watch, Nurse Charlie,” I whispered.

I kept rubbing, sometimes her pussy, sometimes her clit, sometimes both. Fluids from her pussy coated my shaft, making it gleam. Charlotte stared wide-eyed, her breathing growing heavier, her cheeks redder.

“P-Please… Doctor…” she whimpered, her voice desperate. “Inject me… I can’t take it anymore…”

I smiled. “Alright, Nurse Charlie. I’ll inject you with my big syringe. Tell me how it feels.”

But my cock wasn’t aimed at her pussy.

I aimed lower. At that small, wrinkled hole—her asshole. That pink ring twitched as if waiting.

Charlotte saw where I was aiming. Her eyes widened.

“W-Wait, Doctor—” she said in panic. “That’s… that’s not—”

But it was too late.

With one hard thrust, I pierced her.

My thick, long cock—over eight inches—forced its way into her tight asshole. The ring of muscle there fought back, gripping me with incredible strength. But I kept going, pushing, penetrating deeper, deeper, deeper—

Until my pelvis touched her plump ass.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!”

Charlotte’s scream shattered the room. Her body arched like a bow, her eyes wide, her mouth open. Fresh tears streamed down her cheeks.

Pain. But also… pleasure.

“Holy shit, incredible!” I groaned, feeling how tightly this asshole wrapped around me. The hot walls inside squeezed my shaft from all sides, creating incredible pressure. “Your asshole is truly amazing, Nurse Charlie!”

Charlotte could only whimper, her breath coming in gasps, her body trembling violently. Her hands still held her own legs, unable to let go.

“Haven’t I used this hole several times before?” I asked, starting to move my hips slightly. “How is it still this tight?”

Charlotte answered with difficulty, her voice broken. “I-I… every time… after you leave… I heal… the wounds… with my ability…”

I laughed. “So every time I use it, you heal it again? You deliberately keep your asshole virgin for me?”

She didn’t answer. Just whimpered.

“It’s so big, doctor…” she whispered, her voice cracking. “You’re… tearing my asshole… it hurts…”

I bent down, kissing her sweaty forehead. A gesture that contrasted with the roughness below.

“Getting an injection does hurt, Nurse Charlotte,” I said, my voice soft but meaningful. “Especially since… isn’t this the big injection you asked for yourself?” I emphasized the word ’big’ with a small thrust that made her wince. “But it’s for your own good. You should be thankful I’m using my syringe to treat that dirty little asshole of yours.”

Charlotte looked at me with wet eyes. Behind the pain and shame, there was something else.

“Thank you, doctor,” she whispered.

I smiled. “You’re welcome, Nurse Charlie.”

A moment of silence. Only the sound of our breathing. Charlotte felt something inside her ass—pleasant throbbing and vibrations.

“Doctor…” she whispered, her voice curious. “You’re… throbbing inside there.”

“That’s my syringe working,” I answered seriously. “Healing you from within. Feel how my medicine spreads through your body.”

I paused for a moment, savoring the incredible sensation of Charlotte’s ass wrapped perfectly around me. My eyes studied where our bodies joined—that small hole now stretched, wrapped around the base of my thick cock. The skin around it was red, taut, but also wet from the fluids from her pussy.

My hand reached forward, touching her still-wet and open pussy. My fingers played there, slipping inside, feeling the different warmth and moisture.

Charlotte moaned, her senses overwhelmed by stimulation from two places at once.

Then my fingers found her clit. Swollen, red, and very sensitive. I pinched it.

“AaAAaaAAAAHHHHH!”

Charlotte’s scream shattered. Her body arched violently, and from deep inside her pussy, a burst of clear liquid exploded.

Like a fountain. The fluid gushed out forcefully, like water from an open hose. First hitting my stomach, warm and wet. Then spreading everywhere—my chest, my neck, even my face. Soaking the sheets beneath us, splashing onto Charlotte’s own body.

[You have successfully made Charlotte climax.]

[Charlotte’s Sexual Arousal automatically drops to 57.]

Charlotte screamed long and uncontrollably, her voice echoing in the room. Her body trembled violently, and inside her ass, those walls pulsed harder, squeezing my shaft in rhythm with her orgasm.

I savored every second. Felt how her ass massaged me, how her fluids soaked us both, how her messy face looked at me with a mixed expression.

“Wow, Nurse Charlie,” I said, my tone admiring. “You’re really a living fountain. Look how powerfully your fountain flows. You must really be enjoying this treatment.”

Charlotte grimaced in shame. Her already red face was now crimson. She closed her eyes, unable to look at me.

“Don’t close your eyes,” I commanded. “Look at what you just did. Look at how wet we both are from your pleasure.”

Charlotte slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze traveled over her own wet body, my wet body, the wet sheets, and the spray of fluid everywhere. She bit her lip, deeply embarrassed.

“I… I’m sorry, doctor,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I couldn’t help it…”

“Don’t apologize,” I said, my voice suddenly softer. “That’s a good sign. It means my treatment is working.”

I took a breath, feeling her ass still pulsing gently around me. Then I said, “Now, I’m going to start moving. Get ready, Nurse Charlie.”

I began to move.

Slowly at first. Pulling almost completely out, then pushing back in. Feeling every inch of her ridged ass walls, every fold that massaged me.

“Ah… ah… doctor…” Charlotte moaned, her voice rising again.

I sped up. Pulling faster, thrusting harder.

“Yes… yes… like that… fuck me…!” she moaned, starting to lose control.

I thrust harder. Each push made her body shake, her large breasts swaying wildly, her wet stockings gleaming.

“Doctor… doctor…!” she called repeatedly, like a mantra.

“This is to heal you, Nurse Charlie,” I said between thrusts. “I’m cleaning this dirty little asshole of yours. Treating it properly.”

“Yes… treat me… doctor…!” she moaned. “I want to heal… I want you to keep treating me…!”

I kept pumping. Under the guise of treatment, I destroyed her ass.

Charlotte screamed and moaned alternately, sometimes in pain, sometimes in pleasure, sometimes both. Her hands still held her own legs, afraid to let go even though her muscles were trembling violently.

“Nurse Charlie,” I said, my breathing growing heavy. “Your asshole is truly incredible. Tight, warm, and always squeezing me. I could stay here forever.”

“S-stay… here… forever…?” she repeated, her mind no longer capable of clear thought.

“Inside your ass.” I emphasized my words with a deeper thrust. “Inside this hot little hole of yours. I could live here.”

Charlotte moaned long, imagining that.

I kept pumping. The rhythm grew faster, wilder. Her ass pulsed stronger, signaling she was approaching another peak.

“I… I’m going to come again… doctor…” she moaned.

“Wait,” I commanded, my voice firm. “Hold it. Don’t come yet. I’m going to give you the medicine.”

Charlotte tried to hold back, but her body was at its limit.

“I… I can’t…!”

“Hold it!” I slapped her ass. A hard spank that made her flesh jiggle. “Doctor’s orders!”

Charlotte screamed, but she tried to hold back. Her body trembled violently, almost out of control.

I pumped faster, harder. The pressure in my groin grew stronger, approaching the peak.

“Nurse Charlie,” I groaned, my voice hoarse. “I’m going to give you the medicine. Now.”

One last deep thrust.

And I exploded.

The first hot burst shot deep into her ass, immediately filling the space inside. Charlotte screamed long, her body tensing, and this time she couldn’t hold back.

Another burst of her own fluid gushed out, stronger than before, mixing with my release inside her ass. We climaxed together, bodies shaking violently, moans and screams merging into one.

“YES… YES… GOD…!” Charlotte roared, her voice breaking.

I kept pumping, releasing every last drop inside her ass. Even after orgasm, my cock was still hard, still moving, still pushing.

“The injection is in,” I whispered in her ear, my voice hoarse. “Feel how my medicine floods you from within.”

Charlotte could only moan, her body completely limp, her breath coming in gasps.

But I wasn’t finished.

I kept moving. Slower now, savoring the remnants of pleasure. My hand holding her stockinged legs gripped tightly, squeezing the flesh beneath the wet stockings.

“There’s one more injection, Nurse Charlie,” I whispered.

Charlotte opened her eyes, her gaze vacant. “One… more?”

“Yes. To make sure you’re completely healed.”

I started pumping again. Charlotte moaned, overwhelmed, but didn’t resist. She was completely surrendered now, savoring every second of this ’treatment.’

Slowly I built the rhythm again. Slow, but deep. Every thrust full, reaching the deepest part of her ass.