I sat nervously in the sterile, cold doctor's office, my heart pounding in my chest. Across from me sat a large, imposing figure of a doctor, an older Indian woman with a stern expression. She was naked underneath her lab coat, and I couldn't help but notice the slight bulge of her breasts.
"I see here that you've been searching some unusual pornography," Dr. Patel began, her voice direct and confronting. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, feeling embarrassed at being caught.
She pulled out her tablet and began to show me a series of videos featuring women of different races having their breasts cut off for erotic pleasure. I watched in shock and fascination as the women moaned and writhed in pleasure as their breasts were sliced off.
"What are your thoughts and feelings towards these clips?" Dr. Patel asked, pushing my boundaries. I stumbled over my words, trying to articulate my thoughts and feelings.
She noticed my arousal and asked me to pull out my penis and masturbate while watching more clips. I hesitated, but she insisted, wanting to see my reaction and gauge my level of interest. I began to stroke myself, my arousal growing as I watched more and more taboo videos.
Dr. Patel then moved on to showing videos of vaginal autopsies. She asked me about my thoughts and if I would be interested in watching such a procedure while masturbating. I was repulsed and intrigued all at once, my mind racing with the taboo nature of the request.
The doctor's questions and requests became more and more taboo, but I found myself unable to look away. I was both repulsed and intrigued by Dr. Patel's unconventional methods.
"My friend and I often enjoy masturbating while cutting the hairy old vaginal flesh from dead old women," Dr. Patel said matter-of-factly. I was shocked, but also strangely aroused by the image.
She then took it a step further, asking if I would be interested in cutting into women while they are alive, and even little girls. I was disgusted and repulsed, but also strangely aroused.
Dr. Patel saw my arousal and continued to push my buttons, asking if I preferred large areolae or bad skin. I was torn between my disgust and arousal, unable to believe I was having this conversation with a doctor.
She asked if I would be interested in cutting into the pelvis of a woman while she is alive. I was repulsed, but I couldn't deny the twinge of arousal I felt.
Dr. Patel saw my internal struggle and reassured me that it was okay to have these desires. She told me that she and her friend often explored these taboo fantasies together.
I was intrigued by the doctor's offer, but also scared. I wondered if I was ready to take the next step and explore these desires with the doctor.
The chapter ended with Dr. Patel giving me her number and telling me to call her if I ever wanted to explore these desires further. I was left feeling both repulsed and aroused, wondering if I would take the doctor up on her offer.
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