The Glovely Couple (F/M, M/F) - Part 3 Added!! 18+ Only!!

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A soft melody played out of the a set of speakers installed in the ceiling, a universe of speckled dots on otherwise plain plaster. The walls were a bland yellow. A hand sanitizer dispenser, a box of blue nitrile gloves, a blood pressure machine, and an otoscope were fastened to the wall above a foam padded examination table. A durable line of disposable paper was centered the entire length of the table. On the opposite wall were sturdy cabinets with a sink and faucet. Positioned on the side of the cabinet underneath a large mirror fixed to the wall, was a steel cart. On top of the cart was a tray; and on top of the tray was a clean towel, a wide roll of white microfoam tape and a pair of latex rubber gloves, neatly laid out.

Dr. Mei stood before the mirror, pulling her sleek jet black hair back into a tight ponytail and looping a rubber band around it to hold it in place. She donned a set of powder pink scrubs that fit comfortably draped over her petite figure.

She pulled a matching powder pink disposable surgical cap over her head, tucking her hair up inside of it. She hummed to herself as she placed a surgical mask over her nose and mouth, stretching the elastic straps behind her ears to secure it in place, and picked up the gloves.

From behind the mask, her eyes glanced up into the mirror. In the reflection, she watched as Dr. Drew shifted in a chair, grunting softly. Dr. Mei smiled underneath her mask as she stretched her wrist into one of the latex rubber gloves, snapping back against her wrists as the two locked eyes in the mirror.

Dr. Drew wore a set of baby blue scrubs and a baby blue disposable surgical cap to boot. A chorus of muffled moans and protests came from under the surgical mask covering his nose and mouth as Dr. Mei turned from the mirror to face him as he sat, her eyes now fixated on him.

She stretched her other wrist into the other latex rubber glove, her finger tips dancing their way into the finger holes of the glove, as she slowly walked toward Dr. Drew.

He whimpered softly as Dr. Mei tugged on the cuffs of her gloves as the sound of the latex snapping and rubbing against itself intensified. She slowly circled around him as he sat in the chair, shifting in place and seemingly struggling a bit with his arms behind him. As Dr. Mei walked behind him, she examined his hands. A short length of pink rope had been looped around Dr. Drew’s wrists, pulling them snugly together behind his back. The loose ends of the rope had been wrapped around his wrists in a crisscross pattern and knotted off tightly. Dr. Mei, again, smiled under her mask at the sight of a pair of blue nitrile exam gloves fitting snug around his hands.

She circled back in front of him as he sat and stopped, towering over him as he tugged against the ropes that bound his hands.

“The doctor is here to see you now,” she muttered softly, her eyes locked with his.

He let out a soft muffled whimper. Dr. Mei reached up, slowly pulling Dr. Drew’s surgical mask below his chin. A wide strip of white microfoam tape had been stretched out tightly over his mouth and pressed firmly to his lips. Dr. Mei traced along the contour of his lips underneath the tape with her latex clad finger tips. He moaned softly.

“Not too talkative now, are you?” Dr. Mei giggled.

“Mmpphh!” was all Dr. Drew could manage with the tape plastered over his mouth.

Dr. Mei straddled over Dr. Drew, placing her butt on his lap, face to face as she draped her arms around him. They gazed into each other’s eyes.

“How about we take your gag off?” Dr. Mei suggested as she pinched the corner of the tape pressed against his lips, and slowly began to peel it away from his mouth.

Dr. Drew groaned as the sticky adhesive stung his lips as it was slowly pulled away. “Thank you, doctor,” he said in a whisper.

Without responding, Dr. Mei pulled Dr. Drew’s surgical mask back up over his mouth and nose. She draped her arms around his neck again, her fingers interlocked behind his head, as she leaned in pressing her lips against his through the soft fabric of their masks. She parted her lips nibbling on his through the polyester liners of their masks. They moaned softly together.

“I have to finish my rounds soon,” Dr. Drew sighed.

“Aww, can’t it wait?” Dr. Mei pouted.

“I have patients to see,” he replied.

“Aww, I’m jealous,” she frowned underneath her mask; then, playfully giggled. She pulled him in closer to her. “I can be your patient,” she whispered into his ear flirtatiously.

“Naughty girl,” he laughed.

“I can’t stand the thought of you examining anyone else,” she said sadly, her eyes sunk to the floor as she pouted.

“Ooh. Jealous?”

“Maybe a little.”

“Is that why you tied me up?” he asked, twisting at the ropes securing his wrists.

“Maybe I just like you bound and gagged,” she replied as her smile reappeared on her face under her mask.

She could feel him growing hard as she straddled over him. She began to flex her hips against him, grinding her butt against the large bulge forming in the front of his pants. He moaned softly. “Mmm, yeah,” he muttered between shortened breaths. “That’s hot.”

She cupped her latex gloved hand, rotating it over thumb down and placed it firmly over his mouth on top of his mask. She placed her feet on the ground, adjusting her position on top of him and began to thrust her hips into him.

“Shhh..” she hushed him as he moaned softly. He nodded obediently.

Dr. Mei loosened her grip on Dr. Drew’s mouth, pulling his surgical mask back down below his chin, and immediately clamped her rubber gloved hand back over his mouth to silence his moans. Dr. Drew grew harder at the touch of her latex clad palm pressed firmly to his lips.

“Mmm..Mmmpph,” he whimpered as she continued to tease his cock, flexing her hips into him and sliding her butt up and down his lap, until she found herself moaning as well. She reached down in between them, resting her hand on the large bulge in the front of his pants.

“Mmmm.. what do we have here?” she asked as she traced her fingertips along the contour of his cock through his scrubs.

“Mmmpph. Mmpphhh,” Dr. Drew’s response was stifled by Dr. Mei’s hand clamped over his mouth, but she giggled at the assumption at what he replied.

“How about we put the gag back on your mouth?” she asked as her hand slipped away from his lips.

“What about my patients?” he asked, breathing rhythmically and panting.

“I’ll tell them you got a little tied up,” she replied with a smile, pun intended.

“Gag me,” he said with a smile as Dr. Mei stretched the strip of microfoam tape back out over before him, pressing it firmly to his mouth, sealing his lips.


To be continued…

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Part 2:
“Mmmpph!” he moaned, testing the effectiveness of the gag. Dr. Mei admired the way the tape conformed nicely to his mouth, his lip prints visible underneath the tape. With her fingertips, she began to smooth the tape down over his mouth, running her fingers over the contour of his lips underneath the tape.

“Fuck,” she muttered as she bit her lower lip. She reached back down in between them, grasping as his fully hard cock through the scrubs. He shifted in the chair beneath her, tugging at the ropes that bound his hands.

Her hand moved up along the waistband of his scrubs and slowly slipped down the front of them. He squeezed her hand between his thighs as it dove down between them. Her tiny latex gloved hand enclosed around his cock as she slowly moved it up and down the shaft.

“Mmpphhh!” he moaned aloud, muffled by the tape pressed to his lips.

“Mmmm…” she moaned softly as she slowly stroked his cock. “You like that don’t you, Doctor?”

“Mmph.. Mmpphh,” he nodded enthusiastically.

“This is what you wanted?” she asked in a whisper. “To be bound and gagged?”

“Mmmpphh!” he nodded and moaned as he pressed his taped lips to her cheek. Dr. Mei flattened the palm of her other hand, curling her thumb and pinky finger. She inserted the index, middle and ring fingers into her mouth, lubricating her latex gloved fingertips with her saliva.

“Teasing you with these tight, wet, slippery, rubber gloves?” she whispered, as she slid her other hand down the front of Dr. Drew’s scrubs, and gently began massaging his balls.

“Mmmpphh!!” he moaned aloud. He grunted as Dr. Mei wrapped both of her tiny latex gloved hands around his cock. “Mmm.. Mmmpph.”

“Mmmm…” Dr. Mei moaned as she began to rapidly stroke his cock. “Dr. Drew,” she panted.

“Mmmpph.”

“All tied up.”

“Mmmph… Mmppphh.”

“Gagged.”

“Mmmpph!”

“And completely submissive to me.” She leaned forward, pulling her surgical mask down below her chin, and ran her tongue over the contour of Dr. Drew’s lips underneath the tape. His cock was pulsing as she continued to slide her slippery wet latex gloved hands up and down the shaft.

“Mmmpph,” he grunted, motioning with a nod towards the corner of the room over Dr. Mei’s shoulder. She glanced back, her hands continuing to grasp at Dr. Drew’s cock.

“The examination table?” she asked.

“Mmmpph.” Dr. Drew nodded affirmatively.

“Do you want me to tie you up to it?”

“Mmm.. Mmpphh..” he shook his head, then nodded towards Dr. Mei indicating that she would be the one intended to be strapped to the table.

Dr. Mei smiled enthusiastically as she removed her tiny latex gloved hands from the front of Dr. Drew’s scrubs, leaving his cock throbbing and hard. She reached behind him and began picking at the knots in the rope that bound his wrists.

Dr. Drew was able to pull his hands loose from the rope that once secured them behind his back. He reached up with his hand, pinching the corner of the tape to peel it away from his mouth.

“No, don’t!” Dr. Mei objected. “Leave the gag on please.”

Dr. Drew obliged, slowly lowering his hand away from his mouth. Dr. Mei watched as a small smile appeared under the white microfoam tape conforming to his lips.

With his hands unbound, Dr. Drew grabbed onto the bottom of Dr. Mei’s top, pulling it off above her head. Her perky breasts were cradled by a black mesh balconette bra. Dr. Drew watched, his cock hard, as she placed her latex gloved hands on her symmetrical breasts and started rubbing them in a circular motion. He placed his gloved hand in the small of her back, pulling her in close to him. She pressed her lips against his through the tape.

Dr. Mei elevated herself off of Dr. Drew, kicking off her shoes. She grabbed onto the waistband of her pants and slowly slid them off of her hips, down around her ankles, kicking them to the floor. A black high leg thong panty hugged her hips. Dr. Drew placed his gloved hand between her thighs and slowly started to rub her pussy through the soft fabric of her panties.

He quickly rose from the chair, clutching Dr. Mei by the wrists as he spun her around, wrapping an arm around her waist as he held her tightly from behind.

“Oooh,” she giggled.

Dr. Drew released his grip on her wrists, and clamped his gloved hand tightly over her mouth to silence her.

“Mmmpph! Mmpphh!” moaned Dr. Mei aloud, playfully and enthusiastically. Dr. Drew released the hold he had around her waist, his hand wandering back down between her thighs as he slowly started to rub her pussy again through her thong panties. “Mmm.. Mmpph.. Mmpphh!” she continued to moan into the gloved palm of his hand pressed tightly against her lips as she closed her eyes tightly and tilted her head back.

The two stepped in unison as Dr. Drew led Dr. Mei to the examination table, one hand cupped over her mouth and the other squeezing her pussy as she whimpered.


To be continued…

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Part 3:
The examination table consisted of a beige vinyl foam pad on a steel base with pass through drawers. At the foot of the table, two expandable stirrups.

Dr. Mei climbed atop the table, the disposable paper crinkling under her butt. She slowly laid down, resting her back on the cold paper.

Dr. Drew looked her over as she moved her feet into the stirrups. He reached down, sliding one of the drawers in the steel base open. Dr. Mei gasped as the sight of a set of steel chains attached to black leather cuffs, dangled from Dr. Drew’s hand. He clutched her by the wrists, slowly moving her hands up above her head. He looped the chain through a rod in the back of the table, pulling the leather cuffs up over the top.

He enclosed the first cuff around Dr. Mei’s wrist. Then, clasped the other cuff around her other wrist. The chains rattled as she tugged against them, her hand securely tethered to the table. She moaned softly.

“Mmm, you’d better gag me too,” she playfully suggested, biting her lower lip. “You wouldn’t want anyone to hear me, right?”

Dr. Drew’s eyes shot over to the roll of white microfoam tape on top of the tray on the steel cart next to the sink. He picked up the roll of tape, presenting it before Dr. Mei.

“Mmm, yeah,” moaned Dr. Mei, licking her lips. She flexed her hips as her pussy began to tingle. “Gag me, please,” she begged.

Dr. Drew stretched out a long strip of tape off the roll before tearing it off. He stepped towards Dr. Mei, helplessly bound on the examination table. She watched intently. He stretched it out before her, drawing closer to her lips.

“Mmm, yeah, gag me-mmmpphh!” Her words stifled by the sticky adhesive of the tape being pressed to her lips by Dr. Drew. With his fingertips, he began to smooth it down over her mouth. The tape conformed to her lips, visibly showing the contour and lip prints underneath. “Mmmpph! Mmppphh!” she playfully protested.

Dr. Drew could feel his cock growing hard. The sight of beautiful Dr. Mei struggling against her bonds, the sound of her whimpering into her gag. He could hear her muffled moans and the sound of the chain rattling as he turned around towards the cabinets and sink.

As he approached them, he opened the top drawer and began rummaging through its contents. A pair of trauma shears. He set them on top of the tray. He opened the second drawer from the top. A tube of lubricant jelly. He set this on top of the tray as well. Glancing back at Dr. Mei over his shoulder, he found her watching him intently as she lay on the examination table, her chest rising and falling. Her fingers fluttered in the latex gloves she wore over her hands chained above her head.

The wheels squeaked as Dr. Drew rolled the steel cart from beside the cabinet to the examination table across the vinyl tile floor. He towered over Dr. Mei as she flexed her hips, struggling against the chains and cuffs that secured her wrists. Her eyes widened as he picked up the pair of trauma shears.

“Mmmpph!” was all she could manage through her gag. She quivered as Dr. Drew grabbed a hold of one of the shoulder straps of her bra, placing it between the stainless steel blades of the trauma shears. He gave the handles a squeeze with his gloved hand as the strap was snipped. Likewise, he snipped the other shoulder strap. He placed the bottom of the cold steel blade in the cleavage between her breasts and began to cut up through the middle of her bra.

The tattered remains of her bra were pulled away as her breasts, now bare and exposed, bounced freely as she squirmed in the chains. She whimpered softly, muffled by the tape that stung her lips.

“Mmm! Mmpphh!” she playfully protested as Dr. Drew placed the bottom of the steel blade against her outer thigh on the inside of the waistband of her panties that hugged her hips. With a quick snip on both sides, he pulled her panties away. With her feet rested in the stirrups, Dr. Mei fruitlessly tried to close her thighs with her bare pussy now exposed. “Mmpphh! she whimpered, now naked, bound and gagged.

Dr. Drew gave the blue nitrile gloves he donned a quick tug, smiling under the tape that was plastered over his mouth. “Mmm.. Mmpph,” was all he could manage, as he picked up the tube of lubricant jelly from the tray. “Mmmppphh…” he murmured inaudibly as he twisted the cap off, turned the bottle upside down, and squeezed until the gel filled the palm of his gloved hand. He turned his hand over, cupping Dr. Mei’s breast as the gel squished under his palm.

“Mmmpphh!” Dr. Mei cried aloud as he slowly slid his hand across her chest to her other breast, leaving a cold trail of gel as he covered both of her breasts in the slippery lubricant. “Mmpph! Mmpphh!” she pulled at the manacles tethering her to the table as she squirmed and flexed her hips.

Dr. Drew cupped both of Dr. Mei’s perky breasts with his gloved hands and started rubbing them in a circular motion. She pressed her lips together underneath the tape, whimpering, as she experienced a heightened sense of arousal.

Dr. Drew slid his hand down her tummy from her breasts to her waistline. The stimulation was intensified by his rubber gloved fingertips slowly massaging Dr. Mei’s curvaceous pussy. He slipped one finger inside of her. Then, another. “Mmmpphh!” she moaned aloud, her eyes widening. Dr. Drew grabbed ahold of the surgical mask under her chin, pulling it up above her nose and mouth, and clamping his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams. His fingers slipped in and out of her with ease as he teased her pussy with the lubricated rubber glove. Dr. Mei closed her eyes tightly, moaning softly. She flexed her hips to take Dr. Drew’s rubber gloved fingers deep inside her. She tilted her chin so he could establish a good grip on her mouth to quiet her.

Dr. Mei felt a warm tingling wave radiating throughout her body. She moaned euphorically as an intense feeling of pleasure began to build and build. She whimpered and squirmed through her blended orgasms as Dr. Drew’s rubber gloved fingers penetrated her. Dr. Drew watched as she pleaded with her eyes, signaling that she was about to cum.

Dr. Drew grabbed onto the waistband of his scrubs, quickly sliding them down around his ankles and stepping out of them. He climbed on top of Dr. Mei, straddling over her as she was strapped down to the table. Looking down at her, he pulled his own surgical mask up above his nose and taped lips. Leaning forward, the two interlocked fingers with their latex gloves, squeezing their hands together tightly. They pressed their lips together through their surgical masks and sticky tape gags, grunting and moaning in unison as Dr. Drew slipped his cock into Dr. Mei’s wet, lubricated pussy.

“Mmmpph!” she moaned aloud as she took him deep inside of her. He slowly grinded his hips against hers, feeling her wet pussy enclose around his hard cock.

They moaned into their gags as his fingers disengaged with hers. He placed his rubber gloved hands on her perky symmetrical breasts and rubbed them gently as he thrusted his hips, going deeper and deeper inside of her.

“Mmmpphh! Mmmppph!” was all Dr. Mei could manage with the tape plastered over her mouth as she beckoning Dr. Drew to cum with her. She whimpered as the tingly feeling stimulating her body rocketed into a sudden burst of intense pleasure.

Dr. Drew filled her tight wet pussy with an explosion as she climaxed below him. He collapsed on top of her sweaty body, feeling her chest rising and falling below him. He immediately reached for her surgical mask, pulling it down; and pinching the corner of the tape sealed over her lips and peeled it away slowly.

“Mmmpph!” she whimpered as he pulled the tape from her lips, gasping for air as small tingles continued to stimulate her pussy. Dr. Drew lowered his own mask, removing his gag as well.

“Oh fuck,” Dr. Mei muttered between deep breaths. “That was so hot,” she giggled.

“Which part?” asked Dr. Drew, jokingly arrogantly.

“Mmm…” she closed her eyes, satisfied. “I don’t want you to untie me.”

“I know,” he replied, leaning forward and pressing his lips to her sweaty forehead. “But I am really, really late now and I have to see my patients.”

“Maybe you can just put the gag back on my mouth and I’ll be here when you get back,” she suggested with a smile.

“Mmm… tempting,” he replied, leaning forward and planting another kiss on her lips. “But don’t you have an appointment with the new Administrator?”

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” she said as she rolled her eyes.

“You’d better get ready,” he laughed. “What time is she expecting you?”

Suddenly, and before Dr. Mei could respond, there were three loud knock on the door. The two simultaneously felt their hearts stop in their chests. Dr. Drew quickly hopped off of his lover, his feet hitting the floor with a thud. Dr. Mei tried to cover up her naked self to no avail, realizing she was still bound and tethered to the examination table. The two gasped as the doorknob slowly started to turn and the door slowly began to open.