I sat nervously in the sterile doctor's office, my heart racing as I waited for the older Indian woman to finish reviewing my medical history. She was an older, heavier woman with a kind face and a sharp wit. We made small talk as she flipped through the pages of my file, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over me.
"I see here that you've had some, shall we say, interesting search history on your computer," the doctor said, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
I felt my face grow hot with embarrassment as she brought up my porn search history, which included some disturbing and violent content. I had always been a bit of a thrill-seeker when it came to my fantasies, but I had never imagined discussing them with my doctor.
The doctor seemed unfazed by my embarrassment, however. She leaned back in her chair and regarded me with a curious expression. "My friend and I enjoy watching and participating in similar activities," she said casually. "Would you be interested in watching or participating?"
I was taken aback by her directness. I had never considered the idea of watching or participating in such extreme acts, but the thought of it sent a thrill through me.
The doctor must have noticed my reaction, because she pulled out her phone and began showing me videos of women having their breasts cut off for erotic pleasure. I watched in fascination as the women writhed and moaned, their faces contorted with pleasure and pain.
"What do you think?" the doctor asked, her eyes fixed on my face.
I swallowed hard, trying to find the words to express my thoughts and reactions. "It's, uh, it's definitely intense," I stammered.
The doctor nodded, a satisfied smile on her face. "Would you like to touch yourself while you watch?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.
I hesitated for a moment, but the thought of pleasuring myself while watching the videos was too tempting to resist. I pulled out my penis and began to masturbate as the doctor watched with a hungry look in her eyes.
As I watched the videos, the doctor showed me more and more extreme content. She asked me if I found it erotic and if I would be interested in doing it to women while they were alive. I was torn between my arousal and my disgust, but I couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through me.
The doctor must have noticed my inner turmoil, because she leaned forward and made a crude joke about my erection. I was taken aback by her directness, but I couldn't deny the attraction I felt towards her.
"Would you like to touch my breasts?" she asked, her voice husky with desire. She opened her lab coat to reveal that she was naked underneath.
I hesitated for a moment, but eventually reached out to touch the doctor's breasts. They were large and saggy, just as I had imagined. The doctor moaned with pleasure as I touched her, her nipples hardening under my fingers.
"Can you see my areolae?" she asked, pulling at her nipples to make them more visible.
I nodded, my eyes glued to her breasts.
"Do you think my skin is bad?" she asked, her voice laced with insecurity.
I shook my head, reassuring her that she was attractive.
The doctor continued to touch herself as I watched, her moans growing louder and more urgent. She invited me to join her in her activities, but I was unsure if I could go through with it.
The thought of cutting off a woman's breasts or vagina was too much for me to handle, no matter how aroused I was. I pulled away from the doctor, my heart racing and my mind reeling.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this," I said, my voice shaking.
The doctor nodded, understanding in her eyes. "It's okay," she said softly. "We can take things at your own pace."
I left the doctor's office that day with a mix of emotions. I was both aroused and disgusted, confused and intrigued. But one thing was certain - I had never had an appointment like that before.
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