Since her annual was coming due again, I told her to ask for a chaperone at her next annual exam just to see what the PCM would say and do and how he ...ould react to not being able to be alone during the exam and to see if the exam would go more quickly or less thoroughly.I guess that she forgot about the protocol in the clinic about having to specify a male or female chaperone and taking the first available person unless specified by the patient. I bet in my mind that she would end up getting a. Given the amazingly loud "AAAAAAhhhhhh yesss" a few seconds later, I figured I was right.The humming continued, and my mind wandered to oh-so-clear visions of what Laura was doing right now as I stroked my cock and listened to her moans, her pleas to be fucked hard and filled with cum, and an occasional "oh yeahhhhh... I love that cock."It soon got to be too much for me, and I picked up my pace. I'd gotten enough of a treat today, I needed to cum hard and go to sleep. And sure, the beers had an. She lumped her laptop onto my bed, lying on her front she started typing fast onto the screen.I bit my lip in hesitation. "I can ask you anything, right?" I asked, justified."Sure thing" she said, still typing.I breathed deep before speaking."Dean asked me to do something the other day, I wasn't sure what it was..." I said, looking down at my hands.She stopped typing and looked towards me."Which was...?" she asked, patiently."He said, something about oral" I stopped, then laughed. "Isn't that. She felt the gold tighten until it was bound around her throat like a collar, impossible to get even a nail, let alone a finger between it and her throat. The amber hung like the label on a dog collar, marking her as his. She could feel the power of it, surrounding her, threatening her, yet protecting her. A savage blow from the rod shattered the other amber that surrounded her, freeing her. She staggered free, inadvertently flashing him glimpses of white thighs, the skin healed, the dress did.