Telemedicine Ch. 12: Linkage

NOTE TO READERS: thx for being patient while I found time to continue this series. There are at least a couple of additional chapters coming after this one. I'm grateful for your comments and feedback, so if there's anything you'd like to see in future chapters, please LMK.

IF YOU'RE A NEW READER: definitely go back and read the first chapters, or a lot of this situation won't make any sense.

Thx, Jamais

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Dr. Popova had ordered me to write an email, telling her what I'd learned by watching her "work with" Kat. She said I had to do it by tomorrow morning, so after I'd taken care of Kat I went to my room and sat down to write. Here's what I sent to Dr P.

Dear Doctor Popova,

I've just left Kat's room, after I finished taking care of her like you told me to. After you were done with her, she was pretty worn out. I grabbed one of the blankets off of her bed and wrapped her up in it. I wasn't sure what she wanted or needed, so I decided that I would just ask her. I guess that's a lesson right there: she told me what she wanted and then it was pretty easy to help her. She asked for a flannel shirt from her closet and I helped her put it on, then I helped her get in bed and put the covers on her. I asked her if she wanted me to stay and her exact words were, "Thank you JB but get the fuck out of here and let me sleep." So that was pretty clear too.

Anway, you wanted me to tell you what I learned. I guess one thing I learned is that Kat touched herself pretty differently than I would have thought. More slowly and gently at first. So I'm going to try that when I get a chance.

I also learned that she hates it when she's not the boss. Man did she hate having to take orders from you! I mean no offense or anything, but yeah. That burning look on her face! But I also wondered if maybe it turned her on, because she came so fucking hard.

I keep remembering the way she looked, flushed skin, hard nipples, breathing hard, sweating. So yeah, I certainly learned about the way she looks when she's turned on. That was cool. And hot. Yeah, I learned that it's super hot to watch her get off like that. I guess I have to admit that as much as she hated being dominating by you, and as much as I felt kinda bad for her, I also liked watching it. I hope that doesn't make me a bad person.

OK, I guess that's it. Honestly Dr P, it's obviously up to you and I trust your judgement, but I hope you let Kat out of that thing soon so I can try to make her cum myself.

OK, thanks Dr P and I hope you like this email.

--Jonathan.

I sent the email, then climbed under the covers of her roommate's bed and tried to get some sleep. I was exhausted, so despite the strange setting and all the stimulation, and the ache in my cock and balls, I fell asleep pretty fast. I did have some crazy fucking dreams of being chased by the ambulances that ran all night up her street, carrying sick people to the hospital. In one dream, a team of zombies in an ambulance caught me, strapped me to a stretcher and started taking my pants off so that they could apply medical devices to my cock and balls. I woke from that one to realize I was already fucking locked up, though not by zombie ambulance drives, but instead by a sexy Russian doctor who had me under lock and key.

Awake now, I looked around and realized that it was early morning. The sky was light. I got out of bed to see if I could navigate Kat's kitchen well enough to make coffee. Eventually, with a minimum of banging, I had a pot of hot coffee ready. I thought about bringing Kat a cup in bed, but somehow that romantic gesture seemed risky. After all, her last words to me last night were "...get the fuck out of here and let me sleep."

I sat down at her kitchen table instead and had my coffee and did some doomscrolling and waited for her to wake up.

Kat emerged in jeans and that flannel from last night, rubbing her eyes. She filled her coffee cup, walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek before she sat down.

"What was that for?" I asked.

She looked at me like I was an idiot and then said, "JB, you're an idiot."

I guess I had that coming.

She said, "That was for taking care of me last night and putting me to bed. Thank you for that."

"Um, you're welcome?" I was feeling a little off balance and not sure what to say next.

"I'm still mad at you though," she said.

She was quiet after that, staring at me. I couldn't help but stare back. I was feeling a lot of things right then. Scared. Horny. Even kinda happy to be sitting there having coffee with her. But mostly, I was trying to figure out what was coming next.

Finally, I couldn't handle the silence, and I started talking, which I knew was a mistake but it was better than sitting there doing nothing. "Kat, I'm sorry that I got you into this mess. I know that if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be locked into that belt, and you would be getting tortured by Dr Popova."

Kat smiled a tiny smile at me, then her face went hard. "Yes," she said. "You got both of us into this."

"OK yeah, I did. I'm really sorry. But I'm going to make it up to you," I said.

"Yeah, you most certainly are going to make it up to me," she said. "You're going to start now too..." She reached for her phone, and I braced myself as I watched her tap into the device control app and select a setting. I felt the devices come to life, but instead of the surge of pain I expected, I felt a gentle stimulation begin on my cock and balls and in my ass.

She held out her phone and showed it to me. She'd set the devices to "Low Hum."

"It's a workday, JB," she said. "We're going to get some work done. You can work from your bedroom. Don't let anyone at work know we're together in the same place, OK?"

I nodded and said, "OK Kat. That setting feels kinda nice."

She smiled and said, "Don't worry. I won't be nice to you all day." Then she stood up and headed for the shower.

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As Kat said, it was a workday, which meant that the day would start with our team meeting. This made me nervous, because I knew that Kat liked to activate my devices when it was my turn to report to the team. Today there was an extra problem to navigate: we were supposed to be on lockdown, but I was obviously calling in from a new location. My teammates noticed my new location as soon as I connected, and wanted to know where I was. There was no question that I was calling from a girl's room, but I was ready. "I'm staying at a friend's house, and this is the roommate's bedroom."

Instantly, my devices went into intense pleasure mode. I was overcome, after all the stimulation, by what felt like an intense rush towards orgasm. I tried to keep my face neutral, but I felt like everyone was looking at me funny.

"Good answer," Kat messaged me privately as I struggled to keep it together. Then the pleasure ended abruptly, and I was left dripping and rock hard, trying to quietly get myself back together, moving my hips around almost automatically, trying to get the stimulation back.

After team meeting, I tried to pretend it was a normal workday, picking up work from the queue and trying to bang out code. But it was anything but a normal day. At one point, Kat came into my room with a little portable heater. She said, "From now on, you're naked while you're here. If you need to video for work, you can put on a shirt, but no pants, no underwear. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

"Just so you don't think I'm too cruel, you can plug in this heater if you need it. Take it from room to room if you want, I don't care. The only rule is the naked rule, you got it?"

I nodded again, but Kat just stood there staring at me.

"Oh you want me to get naked now?" I asked. Something about this situation was making me extra stupid. Kat smiled and and nodded, so I stripped off.

"Good job," she said. She scanned me up and down for a moment, then said, "In fact, where are your clothes?"

I pointed at my duffel bag in the corner of the room. She walked over and started going through it, pulling out my underwear, pants, a pair of gym shorts.

"I'm taking all of your pants. You can have them back when it's time for you to leave."

She tucked the bundle under her arm and left the room.

About an hour later, she messaged me, "I could use some fresh coffee."

I messaged back, "be right there, just finishing up this one thing."

A moment later, I felt an explosion of pain in my balls--like a fucking mule had kicked me. I cried out, "Oh god!" and doubled over. The pain didn't stop though, the devices just kept up their attack. I tried to breathe through it, but it just kept getting harder and harder.

Kat appeared at my door. "Do not make me wait." she said. Then she just stood there, staring at me expectantly. She was smiling. At least I think that's what she was doing, because by now my eyes were watering from the pain and I'd fallen to my knees.

"Kat..." I gasped.

Cool as anything, she said, "Coffee." Yes, she was definitely smiling.

I got the message and started crawling from the room towards the kitchen.

She followed, and as I started to haul myself up from the floor, she said, "I'm going to lighten the pain now because I really don't want to drink fucked up coffee. But don't think this is mercy."

I felt the pain ease up. I was still being squeezed--hard enough to really hurt--but I could stand, and I could clear my eyes, and I immediately started making coffee as quickly as I could.

Kat watched me work, then said, "JB, what do you think I should do when you've finished making coffee? I'm going to punish you until lunchtime, but I'm going to let you choose. Should I fuck you in the ass with your probe for an hour, or should I use that time to finish your balls?"

"Kat, don't make me choose," I said.

"You choose, JB, or I'll do both, and run the routine until it's time for dinner."

This was beyond humiliating for me. I knew that I had no choice. I had to ask Kat to fuck my ass for an hour. I would do almost anything to make the pain in my balls stop. Still, I didn't want to ask for an ass fucking.

"Choose, JB," she said.

"OK, Kat," I said quietly. "My ass."

"Ask me for real, JB," she said.

Fuck. "Kat, please fuck my ass."

"You want me to fuck your ass, Jonathan?" she teased. "For how long shall I fuck your tight little asshole?" God she was laying it on thick.

"Kat, please fuck my ass for the next hour until lunchtime. Please."

"Well," she said, "since you asked me so nicely..." She pulled out her phone. "I'm setting a ten minute delay to give you time to finish making my coffee. Then I'll leave your balls alone and start on your ass. I think you'll agree that this is very nice of me, right?"

Ugh. "Thank you for being so nice to me, Kat," I said.

She smirked and left the kitchen, leaving me to hurry up and finish the coffee before she had any new inspiration.

A few minutes later, I had her coffee in a cup and started waddling over to deliver it to her. She still had my balls under torture, so really a waddle was about as good as I could manage. I wanted the torture to end, but I knew that the moment it did, the ass-fucking would begin.

I put the coffee on her desk and she said, "I want you to kneel at my feet now. I want to watch you as the plug fucks your ass under my control."

"Kat..." I started, but she interrupted me.

"JB, remember that this is your audition. You can be a little bitch about everything if you want, but if you want to stay and earn that orgasm, you should think a little bit about what I want to hear from you before you speak."

That stopped me. I looked at her for a moment, then just got on my knees next to her chair. I took a deep breath, put my head on the floor, and waited for my ass fucking to begin.

A moment later, I felt the cuff release it's pressure. I breathed deeply, enjoying what I assumed would be a very short break. At that moment though, I heard Kat's phone chime, and heard her pick it up and say, "Oh shit." Then, "Hello Dr Popova."

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I was on the floor, looking down, listening intently. Dr. Popova said, "Kat, where is Jonathan now?"

"He's right beside me here," Kat said. I didn't dare look up. Something was about to happen, and I didn't want it to happen to me.

Dr. Popova said, "Well Kat, I see that you have programmed a very exciting hour for Jonathan now. I wanted to speak with you before that program begins."

Kat didn't say anything. I wondered how mad this was making her, and whether or not she would take that out on me later.

The doctor continued, "It's really quite a severe program, don't you think?"

I felt a sudden sense of relief. Maybe I would be able to avoid the ass-fucking!

I knew Kat didn't want to answer, but she had no choice. "It is severe, doctor, but I don't think it's too severe. Jonathan disappointed me when I asked for coffee, and he earned a punishment. He has to learn that when I ask for something, he has to respond immediately, not just do it whenever he feels like."

Dr. Popova said, "Well, that's true. He certainly deserves to be punished."

Fuck.

"But I think that you don't really understand what an hour of ass-fucking--especially the kind that you've programmed--I don't think you understand the severity of a punishment like that. So while I believe that Jonathan has a lesson to learn, I also believe that you have a lesson to learn as well."

Oh shit. What was happening? Was Dr. P about to punish Kat? Just the thought of it made my dick hard, which, given the throbbing ache in my balls, was a really messed up feeling.

"So here's what we're going to do," Dr. P continued. "I'm going to link your device to Jonathan's and you're going to experience his punishment at the same time that he does."

Kat said, "I don't understand, Dr. P. Jonathan is wearing an anal probe. That's how I'm going to punish him. I'm not wearing..." Kat stopped. It was almost like a lightbulb went off in her head. "Oh god, Doctor, you're not going to make me..."

"Wear an anal probe?" said Dr P. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do. Now stand up, and go fetch an anal probe. Specifically, I want you to find the one labeled A-TH-15cm. That's the 6 inch thruster. It will do nicely. Bring some lube too. And give your phone to Jonathan before you go. I want to talk to him."

OMG, Kat was about to take an ass fucking too. I wasn't sure how I felt about this. I mean on the one hand, and I know this is kind of petty, I was glad that she was getting punished. She'd been the source of a very unpleasant morning for me, and I couldn't help but smile to think about how the tables had turned. On the other hand, I was pretty sure that Dr. P intended for both of us to take this fucking.

I took the phone from Kat, and there was Dr. P on video, looking beautiful, perfect, composed. Red lips. God damn that woman was hot. And I felt like an asshole, crushing on Kat, lusting after Dr P.

"Jonathan!" Dr Popova said, "I think you are in for a little bit of a treat before your punishment begins."

OK, I was definitely getting my ass fucked, whatever else might happen. "Um, you have my attention Dr Popova," I said, and she laughed.

"I don't think it's fair for Kat to administer punishments that she doesn't completely understand, so today, the lessons continue for BOTH of you. You will learn that you must respond to Kat's orders immediately or face consequences. And Kat will learn a little bit more about the power that she holds over you, and will learn to use that power responsibly."

I just nodded.

"Now, I need you to be my hands for a little while, Jonathan, and I believe that this will be a treat for you. Kat has gone to fetch her anal probe," In fact, Kat was had just walked over to her closet to retrieve the proble from a cardboard box in her closet, and now she was staring daggers at me. "...when she returns, we will need to insert that probe. Of course, she could do it herself, but I suspect it will be much more humiliating for her if you do it. And I believe that you will enjoy it, too, won't you Jonathan."

I was between a rock and a hard place. Kat held the plug in her hand, looking at me from across the room. I really didn't want to piss her off.

"I enjoy following your orders, Doctor," I said.

Dr. P laughed. "Very diplomatic!" she said.

Dr. Popova continued, "Alright Jonathan, I want you to sit on the edge of Kat's bed. When she returns, I will instruct her to lie across your lap, and you will insert the plug. Are you willing to do that for me?"

"Yes Doctor," I said, looking nervously across the room at Kat, who was seething.

"Oh is Kat back?" asked the Doctor.

"I'm back, Dr. Popova," she said, "and I have the plug."

"Very good," said the doctor. She told me to position the phone so that she could observe and direct the action. I propped it up on Kat's desk, pointing it at the bed, then I sat on the edge of the bed, still naked except for my devices, while Dr P instructed Kat to strip, then lay over my lap. I watched Kat take off her clothes and felt my dick get even harder in the cage. I mean she looked great, but the idea that she was about to lie across my lap was pretty fucking exciting.

Kat approached, holding the plug in one hand, a bottle of lube in the other, and wearing nothing but the flat black chastity belt. She looked me in the eye, and there was a mixture of anger, fear, and maybe a little shy smile too. That last part caught me off guard, and I was suddenly filled with feelings for her, like I wanted to protect her. She lay across my lap, and I admired her smooth ass, the belt perfectly bisecting her cheeks.

"Jonathan," said Dr. P. "you can touch Kat's ass. We all know that you want to. Try gently caressing her, like you said you would do in your lovely email to me last night."

I did, slowly, putting my fingertips on her impossibly smooth ass. I moved them gently in circles and I felt her shudder at the touch. As I did, I heard a small click, and the portion of the belt that passed between her cheeks split open.

"Kat, please hand the probe and the lube to Jonathan now," the doctor ordered.

I took them from her, and she looked back at me as I did. I wanted to reassure her, so I said as quietly as I could, "Don't worry."

Dr Popova heard me though. She said, "Oh Kat should be very VERY worried right now."

So much for tender moments.

"Now, Jonathan," said the doctor, "I want you to place some of the lubricant on Kat's asshole. You may have to spread the halves of the belt to access it. Get a good amount on there."

I did, and Kat flinched. "It's cold," she said.

"Rub it in with your index finger, Jonathan," the doctor instructed me. "Kat, you should relax as best as you can, because you're going to take his index finger before you take the probe."

I worked my finger around and around her little pink asshole, keeping the back of the belt spread open with my other hand. I could see her asshole winking at me as Kat tensed and relaxed. My cock was rock hard, pressing painfully against it's cage. I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was seeing.

"Keep going, Jonathan, we don't have all day. Be gentle, but firm. You don't want to hurt her." Dr. Popova paused, then said, "Kat have you ever had anything in your asshole before?"

God she had a way of making everything as humiliating as possible. I waited for Kat, who finally said, "No."

"Really!?!" said the doctor. "An anal virgin! How lovely." I felt Kat tense up on my lap, saw her hands curl into fists. I just continued to massage her asshole insistently.

"Now Jonathan," said the doctor, "I want you to begin to press your finger into virgin her asshole. Make sure there's lots of lube, and then just press. You will feel Kat open up to take you. Kat, that's your job. Open up. Take his finger. Take it all the way in. Both of you do your parts and this will be fine."