Marlena looked at the oddly shaped vibrator in her hand. It was pink and curvy, almost like an egg attached to a hair-band. (Lush vibrator) John knew she’s examining the device in her hand and started, “I bet you wonder what this is.” she didn’t answer, simply replied with a mmmm, “well, baby, this is a long distance vibrator. The egg-shaped part will be inserted inside of you, while the curvey long part will be placed over your clit. Questions?” his voice was low and demanding, Marlena was still shocked to find this device in her bag, let alone the fact that it was nothing she’s ever seen before. She was quiet.

“Baby?” he breathed into the receiver again. Knowing he must have really surprised her with that one, “I’m here”, she finally spoke, her sexy voice hummed silently, she knew better than to ask him of how did he manage to put this in her bag without her noticing, he always had his ways and right now, she couldn't care less about how this magnificent device came to be.

“Are you on the bed?” he spoke after a long pause

“Yes”

“Good. I’m sure you’re probably wearing that sexy nightgown of yours...in...don’t tell me..light blue color”

He was good, “Am ham”

“As sexy as it is baby, I’m going to ask you to get rid of it, your underwear too. Stand up, take it all off and lay back down”, he meant business and she complied, placing the receiver on the comforter, she stood up, lifting her nightgown above her head, discarding it on the floor, her underwear joined the garment a few seconds after.

Bare naked, she snuggled back on to the bed, the wooden board behind her back was cool to the touch and she felt how her nipples erect, closing her eyes, she waited for further instruction.

 

Kit poured himself a glass of chardonnay, he sat on the lounge chair at the terrace, listening to the night’s hum. Suddenly, he heard her, she was still on the phone, but now he could hear her better. Her voice was low and sexy, and he wondered if she was speaking to HIM again. Closing his eyes with rage he took another sip of the cool wine, he hated that, hating the fact that he’s not there with her.

 

“Do you know how much I need you right now?..how I want to pin you good and hard against the mattress, hold your wrist so you can't move…and fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow morning” his words ran shivers down her spine and she felt every fiber in her body waking up, she moaned with consent.

“Doc…touch yourself...baby” he commanded again

Her eyes shut with his request, her hand explored her body, immediately cupping her heaving breast, squeezing non-too-gently as she rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, causing it to harden. She arched her neck, moaning, pleading with him to talk to her.

"yes, Marlena," he murmured. A low moan escaped her lips and she leaned against the bed. "Tell me what you’re doing right now", John grew harder at her loud sighs, even from miles and miles away, she could still drive him crazy as no woman ever did.

“I… I am… squeezing my... nipples...mmmm...Oh, john..”, her hand kept on going, alternating between the two. “I want you to imagine my mouth as I'm sucking hard on each nipple, leaving them sore and erect..” he continued as she gasped.

“Baby...I want you to take the vibrator and insert the egg in, as I instructed before”, he couldn't wait to drive her wild with their new toy. Marlena opened her eyes, his request broke some of the spells she was under, noticing her surroundings again. Although she was too hot to stop, taking the small device in her slender hands, she spread her legs, holding her outer lips with her fingers as she took a deep breath, which he found highly arousing, she shoved the device deep, placing into her vagina. “Is it in?”

“Yes” was her only reply and then, nothing, quiet.

John pressed the button on the remote, turning it on low, she jumped oh the bed, a low animalistic groan elicited her parted lips.

“Such a good girl you are..” he was pleased, the device was working perfectly. John was happy he wasn't wearing his jeans right now, her actions and her moans made him wild with desire. “Do you want to know what setting it's on now?"

She couldn't speak. Her chest was already heaving from the pleasure and every now and then her hips would twitch as the egg hit an especially sensitive spot. She was so fucking wet, drenched from the vibrator. Her juices dripped from her pussy and he resisted the desire to ask her to put some on her fingers and lick every drop up. Then, his words registered in her mind and she shook her head as a yes. “Tell...me..”

"Right now, it's on low," he purred in her ear. Her left hand squeezed her breast and her breathing hitched.

 

John said it was an egg vibrator inside her, but she couldn't imagine that anything could feel this way. It vibrated against her sensitive folds, nearly driving her insane with desire. It was hard to breathe and she felt like her lungs were burning from the force of her panting.

If it was even possible, she thought she could feel John's erection against her stomach.

Her muscles were all tensed, trying to control the sensations that this egg gave her. Her eyes traveled hazily to the open glass door as she moaned his name to the night’s air.

 

Could it be? Is she, moaning? Kit stood up, leaning against the railway, doing his best to block every other sound but her voice. Yes, she was moaning, knowing she was there all alone made him realize she was touching herself. In an instant, he felt himself growing hard. Closing his eyes, he could see her on the bed, naked. Here he was, merely 2 feet away from the most perfect woman he has ever seen, and she was all alone in that big suite of hers and if that wasn't enough, she was clearly touching herself, moaning excessively.

How he wanted to join her, to break down that door and take her, fuck her like no other man ever fucked a woman before. He shook his head, breathing deeply.

 

“Marlena, I am going to give you pleasure with this vibrator. You may make noises, but you certainly may not cum unless given permission. Speak so that I know you understand these instructions.” John’s voice was stone cold.  

“Y-yes, Sir. I understand,” Marlena spoke nervously, she recognized this ton, John used to be relentless with these devices, her pussy clenching with excitement as John turned the knob on the vibrator, increasing the setting. The hum of the machine heightened Marlena’s anticipation.

Spreading her legs even further, she flinched when the other side of the device made contact with her clit by the change of settings. Marlena’s hips immediately rose up from the mattress as she bit her lip, moaning into the receiver. He was surprised by her control. He fully anticipated that she would cry out louder. Clearly, he was not trying hard enough. Flicking the knob deftly he switched it onto the maximum setting.

 

“JOHN, FUCK!” Marlena screamed, arching her hips off the bed and tilting herself, trying to get her pussy away from the vibrator, but it was nested too deep inside her now. John turned off the device, placing the remote on the sofa beside him he grabbed the receiver in both hands, imagining her writhing on the mattress.

“I think you meant to say, Sir”, He said, Marlena held her breath, refusing to calm down.

“S-Sir,” she stammered, her hips writhing on the king size bed.

 

“Do you want me to stop?” John asked, knowing full well he had no intention of stopping.

“No Sir,” Marlena swallowed hard, knowing this was the answer he was looking for.  

“Then you refer to me as Sir. Understood?” John asked, his eyes closed as he imagined just how wet she was by his commands.

“Yes, Sir.”  

John turned the vibrator on again. This time when it made contact with her clit, Marlena managed to still her hips somewhat, bucking less frequently as she stared at a particular spot on the ceiling, attempting to keep her focus and not cum.  

“Good girl, don’t forget, you still may not cum.” John switched the vibrator settings higher again and it buzzed against her, roaming every surface of her clit and the inside of her lips. Marlena’s loud gasps echoed the room and he thought she might be waking up all the guests, biting down on her lip to calm herself down, until it bled slightly. Her eyes slammed shut and her breathing became ragged.  

“You better not be thinking about cumming,” John warned as he noticed the change in her breathing.

“Sir, may I please cum?” She begged shamelessly, knowing her orgasm was approaching and struggling to control herself.

“My, my, what a naughty girl we have here tonight. Why can’t you seem to follow my orders? No, you may not cum. You will continue to enjoy yourself, but you may not cum.” John instructed, continuing to switch between the vibrator different modes.

John’s hard-on ached in his black pants as he heard Marlena try to comply with his orders with every fiber of her being.  

“Oh, God….Oh, fuck...” Marlena moaned, pursing her lips together and furrowing her brow. Beads of sweat emerged from her forehead as she tried her best to control her body with her mind. You will not cum, you will not cum, she recited to herself in her mind.  

 

After nearly 15 minutes of constant vibration on her clit, Marlena’s juices were pooling in the sheets below her pussy. It took everything in John not to touch himself too, her intakes of air and loud screams made him so hot for her.

"Do you want to come, Marlena?"

“Yes….please…” she moaned desperately, biting the pillow beside her to muffle some of her cries.

“Please what?”

"Ooh." She let out the word in a breathy moan. "Please... Sir." She sucked in a sharp breath,

her hands frantically massaging her breasts.

"I don't know if I should let you," he said, his voice raspy and ragged.

She squealed at his word if he won't do something soon, she thought she was going to explode then suddenly, she heard the words she was longing to hear, “come for me, Marlena”

He heard her breathing stop. Her body arched up into the air as she let out the strangled sob, having a hard time letting go.

“Mmm, doc, baby, I bet you taste so good,” he murmured. “I love hearing you scream when you cum,” he whispered deep and hot into the receiver again.  

“Oh, God, John, I want to cum so badly,” she cried, tears pouring from the corners of her eyes as her body struggled to let go.

“Cum for me baby,” John urged her lovingly.

“I….cant…” she sobbed again, holding the headboard with her fingers, so tight she held it, her knuckles turned white.

“Listen to my words baby, imagine that it is my mouth and my tongue baby. Imagine me get you off,” he instructed lovingly as Marlena focused her eyes on the device between her legs. John began to change the modes again, trying to find just the right one that would make her scream his name with pleasure. Marlena refused to fully relinquish control.

“Baby, I need you to cum,” John asked, worried that the game had somehow rendered her ability to release.

“I can’t,” Marlena cried, frustrated with her body.

“Shh, yes you can,” John encouraged. “I love you so much, sweetheart. Come on, do this for me, come for me” he spoke to her softly.

"Oh, John..." This was her undoing and suddenly all of the pent-up frustration from the past hour came pouring out of her, sending strong vibration from her lower abdomen throughout her body.

“There’s my girl,” John spoke, smiling as he turned off the small vibrator.

 

Marlena lay panting against the pillow unable to move for several minutes, forgetting all about the phone receiver in her right hand. She could hear the faint sounds of her name bringing her back to earth. Lifting the phone to her ear again she heard John.

“Baby? Are you ok? Doc? answer me, sweetie…”

Soon she replied, a breathless whisper, “John…”

“There’s my girl. Did you enjoy our new toy?”

“Um hmmm, yes. You are a wicked man John Black, and I’m so happy that you are.” She sent her long fingers to extract the small vibrator from deep within her, placing it on the nightstand.

“Well baby, you know my mission in life is pleasing my lovely lady. Do you think you’ll be able to sleep now?” He smiled, pleased with how their conversation came to be.

“Oh yes, I’m sure I will sleep like a baby and have very nice dreams as well…” taking the comforter in her left hand, she covered her naked body, snuggling against the big pillow next to her.

“Good, now roll to your side and imagine that I’m holding you tight as you drift off to sleep. I love you, sweetheart. Goodnight.” He whispered the last words right into her ear, it made her smile, she missed him so.

“I love you so much John, good night my love.” Placing the receiver back to the device next to her,

Marlena drifted off to a peaceful slumber.

 

Marlena woke the next morning just before the alarms went off. Stretching out, her eyes squinted, still trying to get used to the bright light in the room, it was peaceful and beautiful. All she could hear was the ocean waves and some seagulls at the distance. She felt refreshed and well rested. Last night was the best night she has had since arriving in Fiji and it was all thanks to him.

She smiled wide as she remembered their  “conversation “.

 

Looking at the nightstand she saw her message light blinking on the hotel’s phone. She picked it up , pressing the message button. A familiar male voice started talking, “Hi Marlena, this is Mike Horton. I felt like I should let you know, that your patient, the rape victim,  was released from the hospital today. I told her that you would be back in town in a few days and tried to encourage her to make an appointment to see you but she refused. I couldn’t even get her to leave you her number... I’m sorry, I know how worried you’ve been about her.” The was an obvious sadness in his voice, she placed the receiver back in place and sat in the bed, her happy peaceful mood from only minutes ago, was gone and the sense of dread took its place. She still couldn’t figure out why this girl affected her so.

Shaking her head she walked into the bathroom to shower and get ready for another day of lectures. 30 minutes later she was dressed, she picked up her baby pink skirt suit, in hoping the would elevate her mood some. She called Laura and ask if she would join her for breakfast, really wanting to talk to her about this unease mood she was in.

Sitting at a table overlooking the beautiful ocean did little to lift her dark mood.

Marlena picked at her food, not really eating anything, she barely touched her coffee.

Laura sensed her friend’s mood, “what’s on your mind, Marlena?” She asked gently.

“Oh, I’m not sure, Mike called. He left me a message letting me know that one of my patients had checked out and I just can’t get her out of my mind.” Her eyes stared at the plate in front of her, the white porcelains shined bright in the Fiji sun, blinding her eyes.

“Was she the young rape victim?” Laura asked, sipping her coffee.

“Yes. Laura, what happened to her should never happen to any woman. It was the worst I have seen throughout my entire career and I’ve seen a lot of cases.” Still not looking at her eyes, Marlena kept moving her tomatoes from side to side,

“I feel like there’s something more Marlena, something your not telling me about this woman.” Placing her mug back on the white-clothed table “You have never been so involved or distracted by a patient before.”

“There is something more Laura, it’s something she told me in session.” She finally lifted her eyes to meet Laura’s concerned gaze “she was describing the brutal rape and how he beat her... she said he was punishing her. He wanted to hurt her because she wasn’t the woman he had wanted to be with.” She paused, taking a deep breath,

“Laura, he told her that she was Not ‘Marlena’ and would never be.” Her gaze locked into Laura’s, fear was eminent in her eyes.

“She was not Marlena? Are you sure you heard her correctly?” Laura looked into her friend's scared eyes and knew that she had not heard wrong.

Marlena replied in a shaky voice, “I heard her Laura, she said Marlena. I ask her if she knew who this man was or if she could describe him to me. She wouldn’t, she was too frightened that he would find her and finish what he started.” Rolling her eyes, she leaned back in her seat.

“Do you think it was ...Stefano?” Laura suggested, although, it did t sound like him,

“No. That’s not his style, he is evil, yes, but I can’t see him beating a woman like that. Besides, Stefano paying for sex? Not likely.” She leaned back forward, getting closer to Laura once more,

“Ever since she came into the ER, I’ve been having this feeling of unease, and flashbacks of what I think are memories of what Stefano did to me…” reared gathered in her eyes, which she quickly wiped away with the back of her hand.

“Oh, sweetie, I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?” Laura coughs her hand in hers, tightening her grip for support,

“Oh, Laura you are. I just needed you to listen to me and be my friend, and you do that wonderfully.” Marlena squeezed her hand back, smiling through the tears. As good as it was to finally tell someone about it, Marlena couldn’t shake the feeling that some evil was stirring in her life, the thought consumed her.