The examination room was dimly lit, casting long shadows that danced on the walls. I hesitated for a moment before stepping inside, my heart pounding in my chest. The doctor, a tall and imposing figure, sat behind her desk, her cold eyes scrutinizing me as I entered.
"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," she smirked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're early."
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. She gestured to the chair in front of her desk, and I sat down nervously, my hands trembling in my lap. She leaned back in her chair, her long legs crossed, and looked at me with a predatory gleam in her eye.
"I have something special for you today," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Something that will really get your heart racing."
She pulled out a laptop from her desk drawer and opened it, revealing a compilation video of young girls being beaten. I felt my stomach twist in disgust, but the doctor's eyes were gleaming with excitement.
"I think you'll find this... stimulating," she said, her voice dripping with innuendo.
The first video started, and it was of a toddler being slapped in the face. The doctor watched me intently, waiting for my reaction. I tried to keep my expression neutral, but I could feel my cheeks burning with shame.
"A little too much for you, huh?" she chuckled, her voice dripping with disdain. "Don't worry, it gets better."
The second video started, and it was of a baby being punched in the stomach. The doctor's chuckles turned into full-blown laughter.
"Look at that, she's got such a cute little belly," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "I bet it feels great to hit it."
She reached down and started to touch herself, her eyes never leaving the screen. I felt my stomach turn in disgust, but I couldn't look away.
"Do you want to touch yourself too?" she asked, her voice dripping with seduction.
I hesitated, but she insisted, her voice becoming more insistent.
"Come on, don't be shy," she said, her voice dripping with impatience. "It's just you and me here."
I gave in, my body betraying me. The doctor's eyes lit up, and she started to breathe heavily.
"That's it, that's the spirit," she moaned, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "You're such a good boy."
The third video started, and it was of a little girl being kicked in the face. The doctor's moans became louder, and she started to thrash in her chair.
"Oh, yes, that's the spot," she groaned, her voice dripping with desire. "Keep going."
The fourth video started, and it was of a group of toddlers being beaten with a stick. The doctor's moans reached a fever pitch, and she started to breathe heavily.
"Faster," she demanded, her voice dripping with need.
The fifth video started, and it was of a baby being strangled. The doctor's moans reached a crescendo, and she threw her head back, her body convulsing in pleasure.
She took a deep breath and looked at me, her expression satisfied.
"That was fun," she said, her voice dripping with exhaustion. "We should do it again sometime."
She closed the laptop and put it back in her desk drawer.
"Don't forget to make an appointment for next time," she said as she stood up and walked out of the room.
I sat there, stunned, my heart racing. The doctor's sadistic pleasure had left me feeling both disgusted and aroused. I got up and left the room, knowing that I'd be back for more.
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