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She gasped at the sensation of having her anus pulled taut and exposed.A cold blob of lube landed near it, making her jerk.Dr.Drake touched the head of the thermometer to her pucker which betrayed her by relaxing to allow its entrance.She squirmed at the intrusion and made a “meep” of protest.
When he walked away, she bit the paper table covering, willing herself to relax.She couldn’t see what he retrieved this time, and he walked out of her line of sight, in the direction of her feet.She jumped when he placed his warm hand on the back of her upper thigh.
Chapter 5
The room practically vibrated with the thrum of sexual tension.He had Chloe so wound up she was jumping out of her skin and he couldn’t wait to see what happened when he sprang her coil.
He slid a finger across her folds again, checking for wetness.Not surprisingly, her sex quivered with readiness, her tissue plumped and lubricated.He pressed the tip of a vibrator he’d bought last week at her opening and turned it on.
Chloe drew in her breath with a gasp, her body jerking in response.
“Now I need to get an accurate reading on the thermometer, so do not orgasm until I tell you.Understand?”
“I can’t just orgasm or not orgasm on command!”she protested, trying to twist her head around to see him.He had purposely stayed out of her line of sight, to add to the mystery and suspense.
“I believe you promised to obey?”he reminded her.
“But I—”
“No excuses, Chloe,” he said, hoping she would fail.He circled her clit with the tip of the vibrator, enjoying the sight of her little ass bucking in response, the thermometer jutting out so she looked like a turkey ready for basting.
He buried the vibrator deep inside her, using its curved tip to seek her g-spot.
“Oh God!”she cried in a panicked wail.
“I can see why doctors used this device to treat hysteria, can’t you?”he asked conversationally.
She thrashed her head from side to side, lifting it from the table and arching her back like a cat while pulling on her bound wrists.
“You seem to be growing more and more hysterical, don’t you?I suppose the instrument draws out the hysteria first, and then relieves it.”
“Dr.Drake...pleeease,” she pleaded.“Oh please, oh please, oh please.I need you.”
The wordsI need yousent a shock through him.Already turned on by watching the most erotic display of female arousal he had ever witnessed, his cock gave a painful throb.DidI need youmean she wanted him inside her?He hadn’t planned on getting himself off with her, still clinging to the idea that withholding his pleasure made this scenario more acceptable.
Now he wasn’t sure he could hold back.He slid out the vibrator, stood on the step between her bound feet and leaned forward, gripping the backs of her thighs.
“Ohhh,” she moaned in anticipation.
He leaned forward and licked into her, holding her legs firm as her knees bent and straightened, her pelvis humping the table.Her scent filled his nostrils, her tangy essence driving him to distraction.He flicked his tongue over her clit while she writhed under his grip.
The moment he penetrated her with his fingers, she convulsed, her pussy clenching around his digits, her voice raising to a high-pitched scream.
He shoved his fingers in and out until she finished, then eased the thermometer and his fingers out at once, eliciting a groan.He made a tsking sound.“Miss Jones, I asked you not to orgasm until I gave you permission.”
“Impossible,” she panted, sounding completely spent.
“No, it is quite possible, and with a little training, you will learn I am in charge of your body.But first, I believe punishment is in order for your disobedience.”
“Are you going to...spank me?”
He heard a quaver of excitement in her voice.He slapped the delicious curve of her buttocks.“You would like that, wouldn’t you?”He walked to the cabinet and pulled out more surgical tubing.Holding a length, he used it to whip her bottom.
She giggled.The tubing was too light, not providing any sting when he brought it down.He abandoned it and returned to the supply cupboard, this time retrieving a hypodermic needle.“What did you hate most about visiting the doctor as a child?”he asked, walking toward her with the needle prepped.
She lifted her head, her eyes wide.“What’s in that?”she asked, her tone dead serious.It was as if they were actors in a play and she’d just broken character to question the director about their blocking.
“Saline,” he answered as a similar “aside”.
