The hospital room was quiet, save for the steady beep of the heart monitor. Lisa entered the room, her footsteps precise and measured. She held a bag of medical instruments, her expression stern. John, lying on the bed, raised his head nervously. Lisa set the bag down on the table with a thud.
"Treatment time," Lisa declared, her voice firm yet playful.
John tried to hide his trembling voice. "How will it go?" he asked, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation.
Lisa smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You'll find out now," she said, rummaging through her bag. She pulled out a pair of gloves and snapped them on, giggling. John blushed, his heart racing.
"Get on all fours, take off your pants, and spread your buttocks," Lisa ordered. John hesitated, but Lisa's firm tone left him no choice. He complied, feeling vulnerable. Lisa approached him, her gloves making a ringing sound. She inspected him, her expression professional.
John's eyes widened as Lisa pulled out a small bottle from her bag. He recognized the lubricant. Lisa squeezed some onto her gloved fingers, her expression playful. "This will help with the treatment," she said.
Lisa applied the lubricant, her touch gentle yet firm. John gasped, his body tensing. Lisa continued the treatment, her movements precise and measured. John moaned, his body relaxing.
Lisa finished the treatment, her expression satisfied. John lay on the bed, his body spent. Lisa smiled at him, her expression playful. "See? That wasn't so bad," she said. John could only nod, still in shock.
"You can get dressed now," Lisa said, her tone returning to its usual firmness. John quickly complied, grateful for the end of the treatment.
As Lisa packed up her bag, John couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. The treatment was over, but he couldn't deny the thrill of being so intimately examined by Lisa.
"Thanks, Lisa," John said, his voice still trembling.
Lisa looked at him, her expression softening. "You're welcome, John. I'll see you at your next appointment."
John watched as Lisa left the room, her footsteps once again precise and measured. He couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for more treatment time with Lisa. But for now, he would have to wait.
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