I sat nervously in the sterile, white office, the cheap plastic chair creaking beneath me as I shifted my weight from one cheek to the other. Across from me sat a man, or rather, a god. He was the epitome of everything I found attractive in a man – his dark, olive skin was smooth and unblemished, his black hair was thick and wavy, and his eyes were the color of rich, dark chocolate. But it wasn’t just his looks that had me on edge – no, it was the way he was looking at me.
He was clearly aroused.
“So, how have you been feeling lately?” he asked, his voice a deep, velvety rumble that made my stomach flutter.
I cleared my throat, trying to focus on the conversation at hand. “Uh, I’ve been okay. Just the usual headaches and stuff.”
He nodded, making a note in my chart. “And how have your, uh, interests been? Any new developments?”
I raised an eyebrow, unsure of where he was going with this line of questioning. “My interests?”
He leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving mine. “Yes, your…hobbies. Your porn search history, for example.”
My face burned with embarrassment as I realized he had access to that information. “I, uh, I don’t really have any new interests. Just the usual stuff.”
He smirked, clearly knowing I was lying. “Really? Because I’m seeing some…disturbing and illegal content here.”
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. “I can explain-”
He held up a hand, cutting me off. “There’s no need to explain. I’m just curious – what about these videos specifically appeals to you?”
I was taken aback by his directness. “I…I don’t know. I just find them…arousing, I guess.”
He nodded, a glint of understanding in his eyes. “Have you ever acted on these fantasies?”
I shook my head, my throat dry. “No, of course not. I would never-”
He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “What if you could? What if you could watch these videos and masturbate while doing so? Would that interest you?”
I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. “I…I don’t know. I’ve never-”
He pulled out his phone, cutting me off. “Well, there’s a first time for everything. Let’s start with this one.”
He pulled up a video of a woman having her breasts cut off for erotic pleasure. I was shocked, but also intrigued. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing – but I couldn’t deny that it was turning me on.
He looked at me, his eyes full of desire. “Do you find this arousing?”
I nodded, my face flushed with shame and arousal. “Yes.”
He smiled, his teeth gleaming white against his dark skin. “Good. Now, I want you to pull out your penis and masturbate while we watch more clips.”
I hesitated, unsure of what to do. But the look in his eyes was commanding, and I found myself unable to resist. I did as he asked, my hand wrapped tightly around my shaft as I watched more and more disturbing videos.
He showed me videos of vaginal autopsies, and asked me about my reaction. He hinted at his interest in cutting into women while they were alive. I was shocked, but also intrigued. The thought of it was terrifying – but also thrilling.
He asked me if I would be interested in participating in these activities with him and his mortician friend. I was unsure, but intrigued. I had never even considered anything like this before – but now, the idea was all I could think about.
But then, he asked me about my interest in little girls. I was disgusted, and told him that I was not interested in that. He apologized, explaining that he was just trying to be thorough.
He asked me if I would like to schedule another appointment to continue the conversation. I left the appointment feeling both disturbed and intrigued. I couldn’t believe what had just happened – but I couldn’t deny that I was curious about his offer.
I spent the rest of the day thinking about the appointment and the doctor’s proposal. I couldn’t stop thinking about the videos and the possibility of participating in these activities. I was unsure of what would happen – but I was excited to find out.
I went to bed that night with a newfound curiosity and excitement. I couldn’t wait to see what the next appointment would bring.
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