The examination room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the cold, sterile floor. I sat nervously on the crinkly paper-covered table, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for the doctor to begin.
She was a tall and imposing figure, her dark hair pulled back into a severe bun. Her eyes were cold and calculating as they studied me, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
Without a word, she reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a compilation video. The excitement was palpable in the air as she popped it into the nearby DVD player.
The screen flickered to life, and my heart sank as I saw the first scene. A toddler, her face beaten and bruised, cried out in pain. The doctor's hand snaked towards her crotch, her eyes never leaving the screen.
I watched in horror as she began to touch herself, her movements slow and deliberate. The toddler on the screen whimpered, and the doctor's smirk grew wider.
"Is something wrong, doctor?" I asked, my voice trembling.
She spared me a glance, her eyes filled with amusement. "Wrong? No, I don't think so."
The next scene was of a baby, barely a year old. Her cries were muffled as a man's hand came down, again and again. The doctor's breath hitched, her own movements becoming more frantic.
I couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal as I watched her, the power she held over me intoxicating. She noticed, her eyes flicking to me for a moment before returning to the screen.
"Like what you see?" she asked, her voice dripping with malice.
I nodded, unable to speak. The doctor's smirk grew wider as she continued to touch herself, the scene on the screen changing to another little girl, her face beaten and bloodied.
The doctor's moans filled the room, drowning out the cries of the girls on the screen. She was lost in her own pleasure, her hand moving faster and faster.
I found myself leaning forward, drawn in by the sadistic display. The doctor caught my gaze, her eyes flashing with amusement.
"You're so predictable," she said, her voice filled with amusement.
The doctor's orgasm hit her like a wave, her body shaking with the force of it. She let out a satisfied sigh, her eyes closing for a moment.
When she opened them, they were filled with a cold, calculating gaze. "That's enough for today," she said, her voice back to its usual icy tone.
She ejected the video, her movements precise and deliberate. She stood, her imposing figure looming over me.
"Until next time," she said, her voice filled with a promise of more to come.
I left the office, my mind reeling from the experience. I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing, a desire for more of the doctor's sadistic pleasures.
I knew that I'd be back, drawn in by the doctor's power and control. And I knew that she'd be waiting, ready to manipulate and dominate me once again.
As I stepped out into the bright sunlight, I couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down my spine. The doctor's control was like a drug, and I was already craving my next fix.
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