The examination room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the cold, sterile floor. Dr. Blackwood sat at her desk, a tall and imposing figure with a wicked smile playing on her lips. She beckoned me over, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and desire.
"Come here, my dear," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I have something I think you'll enjoy."
I approached her desk, my heart pounding in my chest. She pulled up a compilation video on her computer, a series of clips of young girls being beaten and abused. She leaned back in her chair, a hand absently straying to her crotch.
I watched in fascination as the first clip played, a toddler's face being slapped and kicked. Dr. Blackwood's breathing grew heavier, her hand moving faster.
"Pathetic, isn't it?" she said, making a playful insult. "These little girls, trying to fight back. It's laughable."
I chuckled, my arousal growing. The second clip started, a baby being choked and punched. Dr. Blackwood's eyes glinted with sadistic pleasure, her free hand reaching out to grip my thigh.
"Look at that," she said, her voice full of excitement. "The way she struggles, it's almost...endearing."
Her grip tightened, her fingers digging into the flesh. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on my ear.
The third clip began, a group of little girls being forced to fight each other. Dr. Blackwood's hand moved to my crotch, her fingers tracing the outline of my growing arousal.
"Do you like that?" she asked, her voice dripping with filth. "Watching these innocent girls being forced to hurt each other?"
I couldn't help but moan, my hips thrusting forward. Dr. Blackwood chuckled, her hand moving faster.
The fourth clip started, a single little girl being beaten and bloodied. Dr. Blackwood's other hand reached up to grip my chin, forcing me to look at the screen.
"Look at her," she whispered, her grip on my chin tightening. "So weak, so vulnerable. It's intoxicating, isn't it?"
The doctor's grip on my chin tightened, her fingers digging into my skin. She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against my ear.
"I want to see you like that," she said, her words sending shivers down my spine. "So helpless, so broken. It's the only way you'll truly be mine."
I couldn't help but respond, my hips thrusting forward. The fifth clip started, a baby being smothered with a pillow. Dr. Blackwood's hand moved faster, her grip on my chin tightening.
I could feel myself on the verge of climax, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Dr. Blackwood's hand moved faster, her other hand gripping my thigh.
"Come for me," she commanded, her voice full of power. "Show me how much you enjoy this."
The doctor's hand moved to my crotch, her fingers wrapping around my arousal. She squeezed, her grip tightening.
I couldn't help but cry out, my climax washing over me. Dr. Blackwood chuckled, her hand moving slower as the final clip ended.
"Good boy," she said, her voice full of satisfaction. "Now, let's see if we can't break you a little more, shall we?"
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