Page 12 of Doctor's Demands
If I could find a woman who’d be okay with that, my life would be complete, I think.
Maybe, one day, I’ll get over this little thing I’ve got going. But then again, since I found this outlet, I don’t know if I ever will. Before I found this place, I hired the occasional prostitute, but feared they’d tell on me.
I don’t want to be known as a man who has to pay for sex, mainly because I don’t have to pay for it. But just like with Dena and a host of other women, I can get what I want, but they want something out of me too. Here, with the woman I buy, I get to have things exactly the way I want them with no frowns, sad faces, or words that try to wear me down.
I don’t need or want a nagging woman in my life right now. My parents showed me what married life is really like. I’m not falling for the crap others say it is. A partnership where love and commitment take center stage is what the married men I know say. I think they just want to lure more single men into the hell they’re living in. They say misery loves company. But I’m not about to put myself into a miserable situation, the way my parents did.
What’s so bad is that, even divorced, those two still manage to complicate each other’s lives. Leaving Mom didn’t make Dad, or her, any happier. It makes me think that once that special someone gets under your skin and into your heart, you can’t get them out.Even if they make you sick as hell!
Petra
With the embarrassing part over, I sit and wait with the other women to find out if anyone will bid on me or not. It seems the men behind the mirror can ask questions of the women, but no one has asked anything about me yet.
Leticia pats my hand as we sit next to each other. “It’s okay, Petra. This part is nearly over.”
One of the trainers comes to get her and takes her away to answer someone’s question, then I find another trainer coming to get me. “Come on. Someone wants you to say your name and age.”
“Why?” I ask as I let him lead me with the leash that was put around my neck. “That information is on the profile.”
“I guess he wants to hear your voice,” he tells me as he takes me up to a certain place in front of the huge mirror. “Go ahead. Say what I told you to.”
“My name is Petra Bakari. I’m twenty-one.”
He leads me back to sit down in the room off to one side. “Okay, Petra, back you go.”
“Do you think anyone will pick me?” I ask with worry, as a few of the other women have already been taken to meet the men who bought them.
“Are you kidding?” he asks me with a grin. “You’re hot. Don’t worry. The only reason you’re still sitting here is because you have more than one bidder and there’s a war going on over you. Those women who’ve left already only had one bidder. All of you who are left will be taken. It’s just a matter of, by whom.”
Relief fills me as I take a seat and don’t have to worry about going through all of this only to be told no man wants me.More than one of them does!
Leticia comes back to sit next to me, taking my hand and smiling. “Isn’t this exciting?”
“Scary,” is what I say, then I hear her name called and she gets up, leaving me all alone.
“Bye,” she says. “See you back here at the end of summer. We’ll meet here and fly back together. I can’t wait to hear all about your Top.”
Getting up, I grab her and hug her tightly. “Fuck, I’m scared!”
She pats my back as she hugs me. “It’s all going to be okay. Just remember all I’ve taught you and things will be fine. And like you’ve been told numerous times, if you feel threatened or uncomfortable, all you have to do is call the hotline to be taken out right away. It’s all safe, Petra.”
With a nod, I let her go and feel like crying. But I put on a brave face for her. “Okay. Thanks for everything, Leticia. See you in three months. Bye.”
She’s pulled away and we wave to each other as she goes. I sit back down and fight the urge to bawl like a baby. One of the other women looks at me with sympathetic eyes. “It’s okay to be afraid. This is my fifth time and I still get nervous at this point. But it all turns around quickly once you’re with your owner. I’ve never had a mean one. Most of them are focused on pleasing their bottom. Pleasure is sure to find you tonight.”
I nod and think about the pleasurable things some stranger is about to do to me. It does little to calm me down. Some strange man will touch me in places and I have to allow him to do that!
Hell, it’s already happened with the trainers at this place. I’ve been groped by five of them, with their examinations and tests of what I said I can take. I’ve been spanked, hit with a paddle and a flogger, cuffed, suspended in ropes, and hooded—all things I never saw myself doing but am doing them anyway. I’m trying not to feel like a piece of meat!
The auction manager, Isabel, comes to me with a piece of paper in her hand. “Come with me, please.” She walks right past me and I get up to follow her, wondering what the hell is going on.
We go back to her office where she gestures for me to take a seat, and she goes to sit behind her oak desk that’s clear of any normal paperwork that’s usually on people’s desks.
Placing the paper, she holds on the desk, she pushes it toward me and pulls a pen out of the drawer. “You didn’t mark this on the list of things you’d do, but you also didn’t mark it as a hard limit. You have an interested buyer. We’ll have to have your authorization first, though.”
“For what?” I ask as I take the paper and see the words at the very top: medical play.
“You do know what that means, don’t you?” she asks me.
