Dr. White's Code of Sluts Ch. 03 Pt. 02

When Nona walked in on them in action, Dr. White and her husband fucking in their marital bed, it her like a punch to the gut, hitting her straight in the vagina, simultaneously breaking her heart and making her cum. Dr. White had made sure to face the door for just this moment, to not only witness this delightful moment, but also so Nona could see the doctor's delicious body in the flesh as she fucked her husband's brains out, blocking his view so he wouldn't stop fucking her. Even as Nona fell to her knees, her world collapsing in on itself, her watery eyes stayed focused on the doctor's heavy, naked breasts wobbling as she continued to bounce on her husband's lengthy cock. Even in this moment of heartbreak, she was still in the thrall of her fetish. Dr. White had been riding the edge, waiting for this moment, and with her eyes never leaving Nona, she watched the wife crumble to the floor, her clothed crotch getting soaked from within as the wife came in her pants, her face a mask of both ecstasy and heartbreak. And it was at this moment that Dr. White finally came, her pussy spasming around the married man's swollen pole, moaning in ecstasy as her juices gushed around him. He responded in kind, blowing a massive wad of cum deep into Dr. White's twat, not even realizing that his wife was watching this unholy betrayal.

He passed out at that point, but Dr. White didn't. Rising to her feet, her nude body coated with sex-sweat, she towered over Nona as she stood over her. Breathing deep, eyes glassy with both lust and tears, Nona looked up past the doctor's mountainous bare tits to her calm, cool face. Looking down at her, the doctor spoke.

"I'll see you at your next appointment."

As Dr. White expected, Nona did indeed show up to her next appointment, right on time. Nona truly was the type of woman to both meet up and pay the woman who cucked her. With no need for secrets between them at this point, Dr. White prodded at the other woman, right where it hurt, forcing Nona to examine her feelings, wanting to see how she was processing everything. She looked haggard, wearing an old loose shirt and sweatpants, not even staying at her place after the incident. Dr. White expected her to be angry, furious that this woman she trusted had fucked her husband and ruined her marriage. And those feelings were certainly there, hanging over her, a cloud through which everything she said emerged from. But through it all, one thing stood out.

She was DEEPLY turned on.

Nona could barely contain herself. Speaking excitedly despite the emotional trauma she'd endured, her voice heavy with emotion, she told the doctor that what she saw was so fucking hot that she couldn't stop thinking about it, that she couldn't stop touching herself thinking about it. She was mad at the doctor, but that was way down the list of emotions she was going through at the moment. She was so turned on by what had happened that any negative feelings she felt towards the doctor were almost completely overridden by excitement, her tone to the doctor soon sounding almost... worshipful. She shared every dirty detail of what was going through her head, and in doing so talked up how amazing the doctor was, how good she looked fucking her husband, how he looked so much more excited with Dr. White than he'd ever been with her.

And with no need for decorum, the doctor dug in on the wife, slipping in slights towards Nona, talking down her inferior body, and how easy it was to poach her husband from her. She then took great joy in talking up how good her husband was in bed, how good he fucked her, etc. And Nona loved it, craving the humiliation, craving being talked down to, craving the feeling of being replaced by another woman, to the point of openly touching herself in front of the doctor.

And indeed, she did eventually get replaced fully, but not by Dr. White. He was great in bed, of course, but he was not hers to keep. In her scouting out of him, Dr. White had discovered that plenty of female students over his mere few years of teaching had developed passionate crushes on him, and the doctor certainly understood why. So, Dr. White tracked down one of them, a junior in college, and working in concert engineered a moment of 'coincidence' where she ran into her favorite former teacher around her hometown. With Dr. White coming up with the exact approach to take, this chance meeting led to a night of drinks, and that night of drinks led to some very hot sex. And from that moment to this very day, they'd been very happy together, having gotten married and had multiple babies, his former wife all but forgotten.

As for Nona, she'd become fully consumed by her fetish in the immediate aftermath of what happened, as she feared she would. As predicted, she never got over her husband's betrayal, not moving on, not seeking out other people, losing out on love, friendship... everything. The only thing that mattered was her touching herself to thoughts of her husband plowing another woman every night while she got nothing but her own hand. Dr. White stayed in contact with the young woman who she'd paired the husband off with, enough to get the dirty details, and the doctor in turn shared these with the wife, giving her more fuel to assist in Nona's downfall.

Nona was in such a raw state for so long after the big moment that Dr. White saw an opportunity. Hearing every detail about Nona's conflicting emotions made her one of the doctor's most fascinating patients, but Dr. White knew she could make more out of her. Over the months and years since, she'd gently molded Nona, finding a way to allow her to function and have a job and have a life while still letting her keep on enjoying her all-consuming fetish. Because if she enjoyed losing her husband in such a manner, wouldn't it be great to facilitate the same thing for other women? And in doing so, maybe these lesser women like her will discover the same joy Nona had.

And that's how Nona ended up joining Dr. White's team of interns. Her work mainly focused on the wife side of the equation, either with patients or in the matchmaking work. She wasn't a wilting flower like most of the wives she'd dealt with. In fact, her self-loathing nature led to her having a bit of a mean streak, taking out her internal frustrations on these other poor women who were about to have their lives ruined. Nona took pleasure on making their downfall sting, adding devious twists to their defeats whenever she could. And the best part was that she was still such a glutton for punishment that the doctor or her cohorts could boss her around without complaint, the former broken wife taking it and taking it without fighting it. She loved having all these confident, sexy, superior women bossing her around and treating her like shit. She was the only woman in the office not getting laid regularly, having not had sex since that fateful day where her husband cheated on her, and if it all went to plan, she never would again. Both her and Dr. White savored that idea.

And how did she treat Dr. White, the woman who fucked her husband and tore apart her marriage? She loved her! Nona loved Dr. White, obsessed with the doctor to an almost uncomfortable degree, to the point where the doc had to chide her when she got either too excited or too clingy. Nona spoke of the doctor as if she were a goddess, an almost religious figure worthy of worship. She was always there to help the doctor, to rub her shoulders or her feet, to do her scut work or anything else the doctor required of her. She loved serving this superior woman, the woman who had a starring role in the memories that consumed her living existence. Just imagine being so subservient to the woman who ruined your marriage. She was a pathetic, messed up, twisted little creature. But Dr. White had built her empire on the broken husks of women like that. And besides, she was quite good at what she does, including rubbing feet. In fact, the doctor might have to take her up on that later...

Nona wasn't the only intern who was somewhat the butt of jokes among the interns. There was Ophelia, whose path to this prize internship under Dr. White was different than most. For one, she was far older than the average age of her team, in her early 40s. She wasn't particularly pretty, nor especially experienced in the ways of seduction, but that wasn't what the doctor was paying her for.

Dr. White had picked her up as an employee years ago. She worked in records, and her reputation as being very good at keeping everything in order appealed to Dr. White's compulsion for organization. This was at the stage where Dr. White's practice hadn't quite grown to the size it was today, with so many employees and moving parts. Dr. White's matchmaking work was still very much on the down low, with only a small group of people in the know. But while Ophelia did her job and kept herself from actually reading the files she was organizing, she quickly sensed something more going on here beneath the surface. She was very sharp, and quite perceptive. She clocked what Dr. White and her team of interns were actually doing, and eventually, she wanted in.

It was clear to Dr. White what Ophelia's motivations were. An older woman living a somewhat unexciting existence, she saw this group of confident, beautiful, busty women as a popular clique that she wanted in on. She wanted to be part of the group. She wanted to be one of the cool girls. None of the interns at the time found the prospect of Ophelia joining the team very appealing, but Dr. White did. What was driving Ophelia... it would make her a great member of the team. Her driving need to be part of them would keep her unfailingly loyal, and her desperate desire to prove herself would keep her motivated. That would make her very useful.

In the time since, Ophelia occupied a unique role among Dr. White's team of interns. While she was always there in the big discussions, and was a contributing member of the group, her primary responsibility was to act as Dr. White's deputy, a chaperone over the other girls when Dr. White wasn't around. She was there to keep them on task and ensure that they behaved themselves during social events. The girls... they could be very cliquey, and with the nature of their jobs, they sometimes felt like they were above regular people. Whether or not that was true was irrelevant. What mattered was that sometimes... these girls felt untouchable. And while at those times this meant they carried themselves as if they were better than normal people, it more often meant that they felt like they weren't bound to the same rules other people were. And this often translated to them getting really drunk in public, at bars or clubs, sometimes even picking fights with lesser women as they dueled for a juicy man. They did all this so brazenly because, in their minds, they were so fucking hot that they couldn't possibly get into any real trouble. And for the most part, that was true. But Dr. White couldn't fully get on board with such recklessness. She would send Ophelia along with the girls when they went out, making sure they didn't get out of control in a way that could embarrass themselves or Dr. White. Ophelia would be there to keep an eye on them to make sure none let slip what kind of work they got up to.

Ophelia was the den mom that all the others resented, viewing her more as a narc than a real part of the team. But Dr. White was unwavering in her desire to keep the older woman on board. Not only was she sharp and observant and a good sounding board, but she was so desperate to be liked that she would swallow all the bullshit all the other girls put her through. They sneered at her, called her names, treated her like trash. But in deference to Dr. White, they never pushed her away completely.

Part of the interns' jobs would be to dig for information on their subjects, or scout out potential hunks, or to test out certain men's bona fides. Basically... they were encouraged to take part in as much fucking as possible. The problem with Ophelia was... since she wasn't all that attractive, nor did she posses the type of delectable body that most of the women on her team did, Dr. White couldn't put all her faith in her alone to get that part of the job done. When it came down to seducing and fucking a male target, there were dozens of women on her team she could count on lure him into bed without risk of failure. But Ophelia was a good worker, so with men that Ophelia did a lot of legwork for, or had developed a special affection towards, Dr. White insisted that she help seal the deal. Obviously, she trusted the other girls far more with actually accomplishing that goal, but Ophelia was deserving enough due to her good work to get hers once in a while. So, she sent the plain older woman along with a slutty young babe to seduce and fuck a male target, someone hot enough that he'd be willing to include Ophelia just to get to her.

That all being said, Dr. White understood the pecking order among women more than anyone, and she wasn't about to discourage the natural order of things. When some of the girls complained about including Ophelia in the fun, Dr. White explained to them that all she wanted was for Ophelia to be part of the action... but once they crossed the threshold, whatever happened, happened. Her meaning was clear. If they didn't like Ophelia, they could make that fact abundantly clear in the bedroom. All Dr. White was asking was for Ophelia to be let into the room.

This led to a lot of fun stories at Ophelia's expense. Some of the time the girls were deferential enough to at least allow Ophelia a sample of the action before taking over. But usually, the older intern never even got the chance, with Ophelia technically being 'part' of a three-way, but with her iced out of the action almost completely. Ophelia did all the work to scout out these men, but the other girls would swoop in to seal the deal. Sometimes, one of the girls would force Ophelia to lick her asshole as the younger woman did the work of fucking their chosen hunk's big cock. Other times, Ophelia would be forced to strum the other girl's clit as she fucked the man senseless, making the other intern's pleasure even greater at her own expense. And in one particularly memorable moment, Deandra was riding a man's cock hard in reverse cowgirl, a man Ophelia really had a special affection for, and the young brunette made Ophelia get between her legs for the grand finish, her orgasm so profound that she squirted, the entirety of her juices landing on the older woman's face. You might think Ophelia would feel insulted at being treated just way, but Dr. White understood her better than that.

Ophelia just loved being included in the fun.

Her loyalty to Dr. White never waned. She never complained about her treatment. She could take it. She was a loyal soldier, doing her job without issue. And frankly, that's all Dr. White could ask for.

For some of the more bookish interns, those who were on board with Dr. White's work yet not quite as outgoing as some of the other others, Dr. White had them doing research. Dr. White picked out a handful of interns who seemed very tapped into the zeitgeist to study burgeoning sexual trends, keeping a finger on the pulse of the evolving nature of sexuality in modern society. This often entailed watching trends in pornography, what was hot and what wasn't, as well as the evolving beauty standards in both porn and the real world. They also read fiction, listened to music, watched television, paid attention to fashion, anything that contributed to the societal discussion of sex. They kept an eye on social media, following trends, sexual memes, anything sexual in nature. Dr. White had them write reports on their findings, which she'd review with them once a month. Dr. White even had them work on progress, do deep dives into specific subjects, or more active research, such as creating a sexual meme and trying to get it to catch on. Dr. White beamed when they succeeded while also being mentally stimulated by the process they took part in to make it happen.

On top of this forward-looking progress, Dr. White had some people on her team doing historical studies about sex, tracing sexual trends and mores through history, as well as doing research about mythical figures affiliated with sex, gods and goddesses who historical societies viewed as the deities in charge of all matters sex. These earlier beliefs on the nature of sexual behavior were what led to their current belief system, so tracing those trends could be fruitful. There probably would have been a time where even someone as learned and well-read as Dr. White wouldn't see the value of such things, finding them dull and irrelevant to modern thought. But the more Dr. White learned about the true nature of the world, the more studying the past and the mythical figures who embodied sex was proving to be very, VERY important.

Beyond that, Dr. White had her team researching women from the past who revolutionized the world's current thinking about sex, or embodied modern beliefs about sexual matters. These were some truly amazing women, and Dr. White felt like they were kindred spirits, women who had driven women as a whole forward to the point they were at now.

You had a nun who was later given sainthood by certain branches of the church, St. Marizia, who advocated for the sluts and tramps who had been shunned by the Church for so long. The jezebels who were viewed as so sexy and desirable that they were treated as beings of pure sin. Marizia identified with those women, arguing that someone needed to champion them, becoming one of the first to fight in their honor. It was centuries later that she was regarded by some as a saint, providing a path to holiness for even the nastiest of sluts to find divinity. Even as her staunchest defenders granted the fact that most of the slutty women they advocated for were unrepentant whores of the highest order who were too far gone to find the light, Marizia was nonetheless honored for defending them, and future women more famously took up that cause thanks to St. Marizia's advocacy.

Then, there was the rise of a group of women over 300 years ago who were deemed too dangerous to be left alive, women so attractive and darkly appealing that they had be tapping into something otherworldly. Magic. This was what led to the so-called "Witch" panic, a group of women who offered a temptation that scared people, leading to a literal witch hunt for them and their ilk. Granted, there were too many accounts that all said the same thing to completely discount the idea that these women were indeed tapping into something supernatural. And these women had done some bad things in response to being hunted. But like it or not, these so-called 'witches' played an important part in how women are regarded to this day.

There were others who had less impact but were nonetheless remarkable figures from the past who deserved to be remembered. Someone like Dominique Deveraux, a French woman of such intense appeal that she was able to shift the tides of an invasion in her hometown in World War II, to the point where she was recruited by the Allied forces as a figure so seemingly designed to be appealing to men that she was sent into the warzone to act as the ultimate distraction. It's a crazy story, but you could argue that her boobs were so big and perfect that they literally saved lives.

Then there was a far less heroic figure. The famous, beautiful pirate queen Lenora whose fleet of ravenous pirates caused waves in the oceans for years, robbing and pillaging and destroying those who crossed them. But what caused even greater waves in the waters were her famously gigantic tits. Even to those Lenora conquered in battle, even they couldn't deny her incredible appeal, her fit body undeniably stacked in all the ways that mattered. None of the bad things she did would live on in history... what did live on was her intense beauty and massive tits, each ingrained into history via books, paintings, sculptures... in any manner possible. That lesson in legacy certainly resonated with Dr. White. The pirate queen's mysterious disappearance only added to her legacy, no one knowing for sure what happened to her. Nonetheless, Lenora lived on, people to this day trying to bring her to life in any manner of art they could. In fact, there was a painting of her in one of the interns' meeting rooms to inspire the team. Lenora was shown standing on the bow of her ship, her gorgeous face looking confident, her dark hair blowing in the wind, her massive tits exposed without shame as she asserted her place as the queen of the pirates... truly a conquering slut to look up to.