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Rabbit Test: Chapter Eight

Dr. Stone cursed creatively in the back; there were no pain medicines she could give him with the alcohol he had been forced to drink. Fortunately, he was unconscious still but that was worrisome in itself. Rich was taken to a safe house by the enclosed panel truck, both of which were owned by the Underground. The truck pulled into the garage and the door shut to keep curious eyes from seeing what was unloaded from within. After the Bears carried him in, Dr. Stone had him placed in the bath tub.

She washed Rich carefully and flushed out the semen as best she could so she could treat his abrasions left from the rape. Being a Recomb had its advantages; she was able to lift and carry him pretty easily. After drying him, she carried him to a bed and began dressing the more obvious wounds. She drew blood and ran tests but found nothing majorly wrong with him. He should be awake but wasn't so her conclusion was that he had shut down to escape the trauma of the rape. Whether or not he came out of it, or what shape he would be in, she couldn't guess. After giving him a sedative to help keep him out, she went out to meet with his recruiters.

Don and Sue had been brought to the safe house as soon as Rich had been found. They had had to wait until he had been cared for and were very worried. As soon as she walked in, they both got up and came to her, asking how Rich was. Dr. Stone could see they had been crying so she knew they had some form of attachment to the young human.

Ben and Chrissy had been left at the apartment while their parents went to find out about Rich. They had waited at the fair nearly an hour for him to show up. When he didn't, Ben had Chrissy wait in the last area he had seen him while he found a phone to call their parents. After hearing Ben report that Rich was missing, Don had alerted the Underground. Immediately, forces had been mobilized to find him. Ben and Chrissy waited another hour before they were called and told to go home. Not long after that, the call had come that Rich had been found. All they had been told was that he was hurt and a car would be sent for them. Sue and Don of course were going to see about their young human. Chrissy had tried to convince them that she should go too as Rich was her boyfriend; she was overruled and had sulked as her parents got ready to go. She and Ben had begged to be called as soon as Don and Sue found out anything.

After being taken to the house, they had been made to wait until Dr. Stone was satisfied that she'd done all she could for Rich. Now, they approached her; anxious for answers to their many questions. She introduced herself as Dr. Sharon Stone and asked what their relationship to the patient was. They told her their ranks and that they were the recruiters who were testing Rich for possible recruitment. Dr. Stone had them sit down and she told them what she knew. Tho Dr. Stone tried to tone down the story, they were all too able to imagine the truth of what had happened. Stricken and deeply shocked, Don held Sue as she wept on his shoulder. The tears in his eyes and drooping ears told of his feelings but he kept control as they listened. Don asked, "When can we see him? I, I've got to see him before I can feel he is going to be alright. We will stay with him until he wakes up. He shouldn't be alone, after that."

Sharon sighed, knowing he was right but it would have to be herself who stayed with him. The festival would have to wait, as well as a certain male because she had a patient. After she gave them both shots to calm and relax them, she told them that she would be the one watching over him. She waited until she was sure they understood and accepted that she was taking the responsibility away from them; she wanted to avoid them having a breakdown in front of her patient, in case he woke or was aware on some level.

Once they were calm, she led them into the room where Rich laid in bed. Even with the drugs, Sue had a very hard time looking at the bruises from Thorne's blows and choking which had blossomed fully by then. She stood by the bed, stroking his face gently as further tears fell until Dr. Stone led them back out. After talking with them further, she sent them home with more medicine for them and their children. The younger Lapines had found and recruited Rich; she knew that they would need something to keep them calm before hearing about what had happened to him.

Dr. Stone decided let the guards go; no need for them to miss the festival as there was nothing she couldn't handle here. Going back to the room, she checked on Rich and then stretched. Pulling up a chair, Sharon sat back and thought about what the human had gone thru from the Wolf's short version of the story. It was a terrible thing for any Fur to deal with but for a human to be raped by a Recomb was somehow worse! She had a set of syringes pre-filled with a range of medicines, from a light relaxant to a heavy sedative. If he woke screaming and fighting, she would have a battle on her paws but she was ready.

As a couple of hours passed, Sharon found herself thinking about a certain male she had been going to meet tonight before this had come up. She had been looking forward to an evening of parties followed by a night of loving. Instead, she was here now. Thinking about meeting her male friend had made her begin to get excited; as she noticed that, she felt herself becoming very wet. She recognized that it was more than that; she was reacting to Rich's pheromones! She was surprised at how strong they were; she was trained to resist them. Interested now in a medical way, or so she told herself; Dr. Sharon Stone got up to check on her patient.

Rich was still unconscious, but his eyes moved under their closed lids as tho watching something. He was dreaming which was a good thing; dreaming was a way of processing things and she was happy to see it. Lifting the edge of the sheet covering him, she put her nose down and breathed in more of the exciting scent. Her heart sped up as her pussy grew extremely hot and her panties became soaked! Goddess! This one has the scent! she thought as she felt her control slipping.

A tent under the sheet rose as Rich's brain recognized the smell of a female in heat; Sharon had been close to season and had now slipped over the edge! She moaned a low throaty growl and lifted the sheet for just a little peek at his erect penis. Somewhere in her lust-clouded mind, she realized that it was unprofessional and thought that she should probably stop. She rationalized away her doubts; telling herself that she was only looking for any damage that may have been caused by his ordeal.

Tucking her head under the sheet, she breathed in more of his scent and felt wetness trickle down her thighs. With a whimper, she pulled back and away. She sat down, wrestling with her conscience for a way to satisfy her desire. Her slender fingers slipped under her skirt, going for her sex. Under the leg band of her panties they wove, finding her wet slit. They slid along it thru her already ample lubrication as she began to frig herself to orgasm. She badly needed relief and couldn't wait any longer. At least, she had not touched her patient; she had maintained enough control for that.

Rich's eyelids twitched and fluttered as he began to wake up. With increasing awareness, he blinked and tried to see thru his blurry vision. He found it hard to keep his eyes open but he was hearing sounds that he could almost recognize. The smell registered first then the sounds. Chrissy's playing with herself? Why, when I'm right here? he thought. His erection called him to stir and do something already!

Turning his head, he cracked his eyes to a confusing sight. Chrissy was white and this person definitely wasn't, nor was she a Lapine. Looking closer, he saw that she was a female Raccoon, she was dressed up very prettily, and she was fingering herself madly! As he became more aware, his mind began to make sense of the mutterings she'd been making all along:

"Oh, Goddess! Yes! I need to be fucked! I want it so badly-y-y..nnggg!" she ended with a moan.

Rich grew harder and he wanted her but had no idea who she was or where he was. She had cum and was slowing down while she panted and opened her green eyes. As her eyes refocused, she saw Rich looking at her and squeaked with surprise. She quickly pulled her hand out from under her dress, stood up, and rushed to his side.

Rich said, "Who are you? I'm sorry if I embarrassed you."

Sharon told him, "My name is Dr. Sharon Stone and you are in a clinic for healing. Do you remember anything? How do you feel?"

He still had plenty of topical anesthetic to numb his hurts so he said, "I'm okay, I think. What happened? How did I get here?"

She paused and then said, "You were hurt and have been unconscious until now. You don't remember what happened? What is the last thing you remember?"

He blushed and said, "Seeing you in the chair and wanting to help you."

Sharon got flustered and embarrassed while feeling her sex give a tingle. She said, "No Rich. I meant, what do remember before waking up here?"

His smile faded a bit as he thought hard. He remembered Chrissy and Ben, the trip to the festival in the Recomb area, going to the fair part with them ... and from there it got harder to remember. He tried and pieced it together, up until he went to get a hamburger to eat. That was it, he couldn't remember anything after sitting under a tree to eat.

Sharon then made an error by asking if he remembered seeing a Fox. That was the key that unlocked the barrier in his mind. She saw his face go blank and cursed herself as she grabbed for the tray of syringes. Holding the heavy sedative, she watched further and saw tears form in his eyes. His face screwed up as he began to cry and she set the syringe down. Crying was good and something he needed, so she tried patting his shoulder.

Rich curled up and turned away from her, crying as tho his heart was breaking. She let him cry for a few minutes, until she judged that enough time had passed. Picking up a different syringe, she administered a light tranquilizer/hypnotic that would distance him from his feelings for a while. After she gave him a shot in the buttock muscle, the effects came on gradually and Rich slowly stopped crying.

After another few minutes, Sharon asked, "Rich? Can you hear me?"

Faintly he answered, "Yes..."

Tho not a psychiatrist, she had to try to settle his mind as much as she could. The shot also acted as a truth serum; questioning him would be easier now rather than later. After rolling him onto his back again, she wiped his eyes and face clean of tears, and his nose where it was running. Then, she sat on the side of the bed to talk with Rich.

Sharon put her hand on his and said, "I want you to think of a movie screen, Rich. On that screen, you will see what happened but because it is on the screen, you won't feel any of what happened. You won't be scared or upset. Now, watch the screen and tell me what you see."

Rich had to be helped thru the hardest parts since he didn't want to see his own rape. Much of Thorne's story was corroborated but it was worse to hear Rich's viewpoint from a soft neutral voice. She then asked him what he was most scared of. The emotions fought to surface and his eyes wept tho his voice remained calm. Rich said, "Ben and Chrissy will be ashamed of me. It was my fault for going off and getting caught. I should have run, gotten away or fought harder . . . it was my fault."

Having expected this reaction, Sharon was surprised at her sudden flash of anger toward his attackers. Willing herself to remain calm, she told him, "No! It was not your fault Rich. You were raped! A rape victim is never the one to blame for it, Rich. Never! Ben and Chrissy are not ashamed of you at all. They are scared for you and probably feel that they are at fault for letting you go off alone. They should have stayed with you but went off with their friends. There is something else you are afraid of, isn't there? What is it?"

Rich was slower to answer and he said softly, "I . . . I liked part of it . . . I shouldn't have liked any of it but . . . I did."

Sharon sighed and told him, "That isn't your fault either Rich. Trust me when I say that you didn't want to be raped. Your body reacted to touches that in other circumstances would feel good. You couldn't help that it may have felt good at times. It wasn't because you enjoyed the rape. What happened was natural and not under your control. What else, dear?"

Softer yet, Rich said, "They won't love me anymore." He sobbed and went on, "No one will love me anymore, once they find out."

Sharon felt the central fear had been reached and cursed inwardly because this could turn him off the track they wanted him on. Professionalism, a maternal instinct, and her heat, all warred within her about what she should do to help him. Her heat had an ally on its side that weighed the scales in its favor; the pheromones Rich put out drew her toward him as her heat built a bonfire between her legs. She gently said, "That's not true either, Rich dear . . . When you woke and saw me in the chair? I wanted you. But you were not awake for me to ask or for you to tell me if you were interested in having sex with me. Because you were helpless, to have used you for my relief would also have been a type of rape. I won't do that to you or anyone, Rich. You told me everything and I am neither ashamed of you nor do I feel repulsed by you at all! I am very sad and sorry that you had such an awful thing happen to you. You were trapped Rich. You are not fast enough to escape a Fox or a Wolf Recomb, even if they hadn't drugged you first. You are not at fault or to blame! Please believe me, Rich, because it's true. Don and Sue wanted to stay with you and told me that they'd only made Chrissy stay home because they didn't know how badly you were hurt. They all want you back Rich; they are sad for you and only angry at those who did this to you. I will stay with you tonight; you aren't alone. It will be better in the morning; you'll see. Now, do you want anything?"

Rich took a deep breath, let it out and said, "I want you but you won't want me, so . . ."

Sharon put her fingers to his lips, gently shushing him. Even as she smiled nervously, she said in a sexy purr, "You are wrong again, my young male . . . I do want you. You are handsome, even with the bruises you have but you are my patient. I shouldn't even have told you that, and I most definitely shouldn't be thinking what I am thinking about you. Do you know what being in heat or season means for one of my kind? Ah? Well, it makes a female want sex very, very much! You also make a special smell from your skin. It is a natural thing you can't control but it makes Recombs want you too. That is partly why the Foxes were gentler than they might have been. They started to like you because of your smell." Sharon looked down and exclaimed, "Oh! I've wet my dress because you have made me so hot! Are you sure that you want me as you said before?"

The drugs were weakening and Rich put his hand on her leg, slightly above her knee as he said earnestly, "I'm sure . . . I can smell you too and it has me hard for you."

Sharon surrendered her final qualms and leaned toward Rich, whose arms came up around her and they kissed. Sharon wanted him badly, right now! She restrained her normally aggressive nature when she made love in her heat phase; this male needed tenderness and care if he were not to be traumatized further. Rich rubbed the fur at the back of her neck then continued down her spine toward her rear. She encouraged him to go further, raising her banded tail which he stroked. He slipped his other hand under her dress and cupped her buttock. After gently squeezing it, he tried to tug her panties down. He fumbled at it before Sharon undid the fastening over her tail for him so they slid down easily.

She stopped him briefly and began removing her clothes as she went to lock the door. As she returned, she let her bra slide off and approached Rich in her favorite apparel: her fur. A tent in the sheet had risen again. His hard on was revealed as he lifted the sheet for her to join him in bed. Sharon slipped into bed beside Rich and they reached hungrily for each other. The frenzied but friendly way Sharon's hands ran over his face and body as they kissed helped boost Rich's metabolism, burning off more of the drugs in his system.

After only a minute or three of this, Sharon pulled back and said plaintively, "Please? I need you in me!" When he nodded, she got up over him and reached back and down. Holding him, she guided the tip to her wet sex. The rounded swollen head slid along her heat swollen vulva, stimulating her nerves and wetting it for entry. Sharon shivered and gasped out, "Ohh, I need this so bad! You are so good to help me in this way! Thank you, Rich!"

Sharon slid the head between her lips, nudging against the inner entrance. Once she felt it was in place, she pushed back and forced the thick cock into her pussy. Rich felt how good her hot tight vagina felt as it slowly stretched to allow his cock entry! The soft wet vulva settled around the base, just as he bottomed out within her. The Raccoon's eyes shut in bliss and from her crouch, Sharon melted down to lay on top of Rich while tremors of her orgasm rippled thru her.

Rich's arms wrapped around her and he hugged her warm furry body close. Tho she was older than him, her body felt firm and trim as his hands stroked her ribs and waist. Sharon's green eyes opened and her smile was answer enough about how she was feeling. Sharon stroked his face and hair as she said in a happy sexy voice, "You are better than what I had planned for tonight! I hope you stay hard for a while because this is too good to be over so soon."

Rich shivered as he remembered Thorne saying that, before he had fucked and choked him. He forced the thought away; he recognized that it was a mutually agreed upon activity this time. His hand ran down her spine to just above the base of her tail and it raised as it curled over to the left. Sharon moaned as her pussy squeezed and she raised her rear just a little in reaction. "Oh, yes Rich!" Sharon moaned, "Please pet my bunns! Oooh, yes, like that! Now, scratch...a little harder. Mmmm, around the base of my tail, please? Oh,oh yes that feels so good! That excites me so much, Rich!" It sure did, as Rich could attest after following her instructions. Other than an occasional thrust up when she pushed down, Rich didn't need to help with the fucking; Sharon moved atop his penis, swiveling her hips and grinding her pussy down on him, pulling up only a little before pushing back down again.

Sharon murred and gasped as another orgasm went thru her, then as soon as it slowed she returned to riding him harder. She came again quickly and was in heaven as she continued to ride him more energetically. Her breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples erect and rubbing against him making him grow more excited too. After each successive orgasm, Sharon would lick and kiss his mouth then tuck her face down against his throat and suck in his scent. The intoxicating smell excited her into giving little licks and nips to his throat, bring goose bumps up on Rich.

Her voice softly chittered while she rode him and let him hear how much she was enjoying it in a soothing manner. He kissed the top of her head and nibbled gently on her ears, moaning every time her pussy would clench around him. The medication had the effect of retarding his own orgasm, so Sharon had a very satisfying time in riding him.

In time, she rose further on her hands and knees to take longer and faster strokes upon him, which helped tame her heat and need. His pheromones had her revved up even hotter than her heat could account for and Sharon was wilder than she had intended on being. Luckily, Rich was enjoying it too and her very obvious pleasure was helping him feel very good about it.

He groaned and said, "Ohh, that's so good! Do it, Sharon! Ride me and make me cum! I need it harder so I can cum and shoot off into you!" Sharon had no objection to that and every third push back was accompanied by her grinding against him and squeezing purposefully as she sought to help him orgasm too. Her frenzied motions caused her breasts to jiggle invitingly; Rich reached up to grasp them and was thrilled to find that each furry mound of flesh was nicely more than a handful. He kneaded them and gently rolled their erect nipples. His manipulations of her sensitive teats electrified Sharon; what had started with her helping to get him off, caused her to peak yet again! Her cries of delight and the pulsing of her pussy finally drove Rich over the edge as well. It was fortunate that they were alone because their loud vocalizations could be heard throughout the house and left no doubt that they were caused by sexual release. Sharon ground herself down against him to get every spurt as deep into her as she could. Each jet of semen against her cervix tickled in a way that set off further orgasmic thrills to course thru the Raccoon woman and her pussy sucked him dry. Rich finished first but was kept in ecstasy from the firm contractions of Sharon's sex against his own.

As she came down, Sharon laid atop Rich, head down and nose tucked against his throat. He and she both panted and moaned from lingering thrills that sparked thru them. Rich fell asleep in a couple of minutes but Sharon laid there until he finally slipped out of her. Happy, disheveled and for the moment satisfied, she listened to his heartbeat and reflected on what had been one of the best bouts of lovemaking of her life. If he were one of a set of triplets that all took her at the same time, she could hardly have enjoyed it more! He was also a much younger male than she was used to making love with.

Feeling him finally slip out of her, Sharon carefully raised herself and shifted to her left, laying along his right side. Her head laid on his shoulder, right arm across him. Whether in a protective manner or a possessive one, who could say? She slipped into slumber too, a smile on her face.

Rich woke first, feeling a different furry body next to him than he was used to. He had wound up spooning Sharon, his left arm cuddling her close; what had woken him was the slow rocking of her furry butt against his crotch. He was hard and ready to go again but it looked like she was asleep. While he debated whether to wake her or not, his left hand began to gently caress her belly. His hand slowly moved up to her breast and cupped it. Sharon woke and turned her head back to give Rich a smile as she said, "Ready for round two?"

He rose onto his elbow and bent over to kiss her nose, his hand still firmly holding her breast and said, "I'd like that very much! If you want to that is?"

Sharon laughed and pressed her rump against him as she told him, "I'm in heat, sweet man . . . I am ready at any time and want it all the time! How do you want me this time? Like this or on my hands and knees perhaps?"

He shivered with some excitement but also with more than one qualm as he remembered being in a similar position at the mercy of Thorne and the Foxes. Rich said, "Uhm, I don't think I am ready for that way y-yet. Could we do it face to face again?"

Sharon's eyes softened as she realized her faux pas; turning in his arms, she brought her hands up to stroke his face as she said, "Of course we can, Rich. That you give so much of yourself at all to help me, shows the kind and caring spirit in your heart. I'm glad they didn't take that from you. Will you be on top this time, wonderful man?"

Rich felt his cock throb and a drop of pre-cum ooze forth from its tip. He reached down and milked a little more, collecting it on his finger which he brought up as he said, "That will be very good, Sharon. Here is my pre-seed. If you want to taste it, I would very much like a taste of you in return." Sharon put her hand down between her legs using her first two fingers to rub herself and gather her already beginning wetness. She leaned forward and licked the finger as tho it were a cock with cum leaking from it. She excited him with her hot sexy looks she gave him. After licking the finger clean very sensuously, she reluctantly pulled her fingers from her sex. She brought her hand up and offered her fingers to him.

He smiled at her, then held her hand as he put his nose next to her wet fingers and shut his eyes before taking in a long deep breath. His nostrils quivered and the breath came out in a long, "Ahhhhhhhh . . . ." Eyes open, he guided her fingers into his mouth and closed it around them. Rich tongued her fingers, getting the flavor from them and tasting it. There was still a bit of the flavor of his own semen in it but Sharon's flavor was lovely. Rich swallowed and sucked more, licking every bit of the Raccoon juices from her fingers which drove her crazy! It tickled Sharon but was so erotic that her pussy flowed and ached for him to enter her again. He pulled her hand back, sucking the fingers dry and Sharon reached out to hold his face as she leaned in to kiss him.

She licked into his mouth, tasting herself as her tail curled over her hip and brushed along his thigh. Rich broke first and said eagerly, "Now?"

She gasped and replied, "Oh yes, please!"

He got up on his hands and knees, letting her move underneath him, into position in the middle of the bed. Sharon's knees came up on either side of him, her legs spread wide around his hips. She looked down between their bodies, seeing his hard penis and his balls hanging in their sparsely furred scrotum. Her paws reached down, the right grasping his cock as the other one cradled his testicles. She fondled them as she said, "If I weren't in heat and didn't need this in my pussy so badly, I'd love to suck this big cock . . . but I really need it in me. Come! Enter me, Rich, and fill me with your marvelous man meat! Fuck me and make me feel wonderful again!"

Rich lowered himself, watching her face and the expression under the fur. Sharon was at least, every bit as eager for him to enter her as he'd seen Chrissy get. The entry was easier this time as he sank into the hot depths of her sex. Sharon quickly showed how good it was for her too.

When his balls made contact with her butt, Rich paused and looked closer at Sharon's face, admiring the colors in her fur and the black mask with lovely green eyes looking out of it. He smiled tenderly and it made her ask, "What is it?"

Rich smiled wider and said, "I'm sorry but . . . I was just seeing . . . how pretty you are."

Her joy at his compliment, delivered so simply, showed on her face and she said, "Now I really need you! Love me hard, like you wanted to put a baby in me!"

He gasped softly as a thrill shot thru him. His right arm pushed under her back and his hand cradled her head as his left found her breast and massaged it. He said, "Oh Sharon! Yes!" Rich began to move in her and he rubbed his face against hers. They kissed and licked each others mouth as the passion and their pleasure built.

Sharon came again and Rich pounded at her with his cock as he felt his own climax approaching. She gasped and cried out as multiple orgasms rocked her body; she nipped him passionately after each one. Her hands stroked and petted everywhere they could reach as she urged him on. "Fuck me, lover! Feel me cumming! Shoot your hot sperm deep inside my womb!"

The hot way she spoke of his release as well as her own and begging him to impregnate her, turned Rich on more than anything. This was a mature female in heat; her body and mind were filled with the desire to mate! His moans and gasps built to cries as he neared his orgasm then the electric spasm of it drove him to bury his cock as deeply as he could before his seed shot forth. "Oh yes, Sharon, you feel so good . . ." he groaned out, ". . .take all of me . . . Oh, Sharon..."

His groans faded to murmurs as he held her tightly. He continued to thrust, his semen jetting into her receptive depths, and felt Sharon crest one more time with him. Her vagina sucked his offering deep toward her ready womb and Sharon clung to him as her body instinctively tried to merge with his. It carried Rich on to cumming more and totally drained the young male. Tho it had only been a few hours since he had cum, he produced more than she could hold and it oozed out around his cock to coat her mons and his balls. Between them, they had caused a large lovely mess that made a big wet spot on the bed and filled the room with the smell of sex. Rich finally sagged onto his forearms, panting hard from his exertions.

Sharon caressed his back and chirred softly in his ear; the happy sounds she made let Rich know how satisfied she was. She rocked against him which prolonged her post-orgasmic pleasure. She gave him additional thrills by licking and kissing his lips. Raising her head, Sharon said lovingly, "That was exactly what I needed, Rich. You are not a bad lover at all, my young human; I'm glad it was my turn to be on call tonight. Tho it would have been fun to go out and party, I wouldn't be feeling as good as I do with you. *sigh* Any female that turns down the chance to go to bed with you, will be fortunate if she never finds out what she's missed. If she did find out, she would pull you into the nearest bushes and beg you to fuck her."

Rich grinned and giggled softly; surely she was only joking about that but it did make him feel good. He was nearly slipping out of her so he shifted to the side to get his weight off of her. Laying on his side with his head propped up on his elbow, he looked at Sharon's face and body. His hand played lightly along her breast and tummy fur as he told her, "You have helped me a lot by sharing yourself with me too, you know? Uhm, we didn't really make a baby together, did we?"

Sharon laughed softly with a bit of regret and said, "No, Rich, our genes wouldn't allow it; we did give it a hell of a good try tho. Your loving has greatly eased my heat for a while; it was all any female could wish for, my dear."

Reassured, Rich smiled shyly at her compliments. Sharon patted his cheek and had an idea. She smiled and told him, "You should rest now; you are a patient after all. Tsk, tsk ... you are a mess, sir! *giggle* I can't let you go to sleep that way; what would the day shift think of me? You just lay there a moment and I'll be right back."

Sharon hopped off the bed and went out, returning with a bowl of water, soap, a towel and a cloth for washing. Setting the items on the bedside table, she moved up beside Rich and said, "I'll give you a proper bath in a little while but I want to give you a more personal cleaning first. That is, if you don't object?"

Rich opened his legs and grinned up as he said, "Me? Object? Oh no, I wouldn't go against doctors orders, or your wishes my pretty ring-tailed, masked mistress . . . I could do you too, you know?"

She shivered and gave a soft churr then said, "Thank you but I want to keep your seed inside of me; even if we can't make a baby, I want to at least pretend a little."

Well satisfied by that answer, Rich nodded and laid back to watch. Sharon leaned over him and began licking his penis and scrotum. She even cleaned up the wetness they had made from his pubic hair and his inner thighs to get as much of the flavors as she could. Once done with that, she stood up and wet the washcloth, then soaped it up. Her sponge bath of him was pleasant but rather embarrassing to Rich too; it made him feel like a child again tho they had just had sex.

Sharon was very careful when she reached his bruises and lacerations which she took time to gently clean. After she was finished with his front, she had him turn over so she could wash his back. She told him to get to his knees and raise his rear so she could clean him there and check to see how he was healing. Even tho she was extremely gentle while she cleaned Rich's abused anus, the medicine had worn off, so it caused him unexpected pain. Perhaps worse, it brought the memories of how he had been hurt back to the surface. Rich trembled and cried softly into his pillow while she cleaned and applied more medicine to him. Once done, she had him lay back down and prepared another syringe as she said, "I'm sorry to hurt you, Rich, but I have to treat your injuries; it's important to keep them clean while you heal. You're too upset and you really need to rest; this shot will ease both your aches and your distress. Do you want a drink, or need to go to the bathroom first?"

Rich nodded and blushed a little as he said, "Both."

Sharon made him use a urine bottle so she could measure the amount and have a sample to run tests on. It was embarrassing to pee in front of a female but he fought it down and the need to go helped him to get it done. Sharon smiled and praised him then gave him the shot. She sat on the side of the bed and talked comfortingly to him until the drug took effect and he fell asleep.

Sharon ran her tests then took a shower to clean herself up. Properly dressed once more, she wrote her reports on his treatment and her evaluation of him. Although she felt guilty about being unable to resist her own hormones as well as Rich's powerful pheromones, she didn't withhold their having sex. She knew there would be other Recombs in the underground who would need to know all of his information for their evaluations. After all the data was stored, she aired out the room and turned the ventilation on high to clear the air of the smell of their copulation and his pheromones. Sharon wasn't trying to hide what they had done as she had already noted it in her report; she wanted to reduce the level of his pheromones in the air.

When the next doctor and nurses came on duty, she warned them about how strongly his scent would affect them, while briefing them on what had happened to him. After that, Sharon went home to rest but she called her male friend to meet her there; she was still in heat and the way Rich's pheromones had hiked her horniness level, she needed her friend to quiet her excitement. She noted later that her male friend had had a very good time and had gotten worn out before she had. He had eased her need enough, tho, that she was able to get some sleep.