Page 1 of The Doll Factory
CHAPTER1
DOCTOR MILES
She was almost perfect.
Stroking her long auburn hair from her quivering cheek, I let my fingers dance along the trail of tears that shimmer along her temple.
“If only you had listened.”I trace her clenched jaw line and amble my touch over the racing pulse in the arch of her throat.
Such exquisite lines.I really thought she was the one.
“You’re a disappointment, Number Six-One-Five-Three.All that beauty, but the impetuous will of a child.”Knotting my gloved hand into her sweaty locks, I want to see just how far I can wrench her head backwards off the table she’s so firmly fastened to.
Her blue eyes widen, then squeeze shut as I push her chin toward the ceiling.
“I’m-I’m sorry,” she whimpers.
I don’t want to hear it.
Clamping my palm over her mouth and nose, I hold tight until she thrashes.
Silence is best.
My dolls should never speak to me.
They are to be seen, not heard.
Her struggles weaken.Like a good girl, she falls limp.
“That’s it.Give in.I’m in control.”I let her take a shuddering breath.Gulping at the air, her bare breasts heave in tremulous spasms.
She can only live because I let her.
It makes my cock swell beneath my scrubs, tightening the restrictive fabric around me in a familiar vise.
Her antics have earned it, but the punishing side of my lust.
Those full red lips…how many times have I thrust myself inside, training her to keep from gagging?
Perfect girls don’t choke.They politely open and let me ram as far down their throat as I want.
She’s often been ideal, taking every inch of me with the hollow, vacant look that tips me over the edge.
Let’s see if today she obeys.
“Open.”With my thumb, I slip my rigid erection free and use it as a meaty club to tap it on her trembling chin.
Obediently, she spreads those luscious petals like a willing flower.
Without waiting, I shove myself into her hot mouth and pause.
She’d never dare bite.
I can feel her nose flaring against my sensitive testicles and her fingers twitch beneath her restraints.
“Naughty dolls don’t get to breathe.”My thighs ache with the need to piston into her, but I manage to restrain myself.
The lesson here is too important to succumb to carnal desires.
