I sat nervously in the waiting room of the doctor's office, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't help but notice the older female doctor walking by, her lab coat open just enough to give me a glimpse of her ample bosom. I quickly looked away, trying to focus on the magazine in my lap.
"Mr. Thompson?" I heard a voice call out. I looked up to see the doctor, Dr. Patel, standing in the doorway of her office. She smiled at me as she gestured for me to come inside.
I stood up and followed her into the office, my nerves only growing as I took in the sight of her. She was sitting at her desk, completely naked underneath her lab coat. She smiled deviously as she saw me trying not to stare.
"I hope you don't mind if I conduct this interview a little differently than usual," she said, her voice dripping with playful teasing. "I find that it helps my patients to be more... relaxed."
I swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond. Dr. Patel didn't seem to notice my discomfort, instead she began the interview by confronting me about my porn searches.
"I see you've been looking at some... interesting videos lately," she said, pulling up different scenes from my search history on her computer screen. "Can you explain to me why you're attracted to these types of videos?"
I felt my face flush with embarrassment as I tried to come up with an explanation. Dr. Patel seemed to enjoy my discomfort, calling me a "naughty boy" and a "deviant" in a playful tone.
As the interview continued, Dr. Patel became more and more turned on by the conversation. She started to touch herself under her lab coat, letting out soft moans. I couldn't help but stare as she pleasured herself, my own arousal growing with each passing moment.
Dr. Patel noticed my gaze and decided to take things to the next level. She stood up and walked over to me, sitting on the edge of her desk right in front of me. She continued to touch herself, encouraging me to do the same.
I hesitated, unsure of what to do. But Dr. Patel's dominance was intoxicating, and I found myself unable to resist. I started to masturbate, my initial embarrassment fading away as I gave in to the pleasure.
Dr. Patel complimented me on my "size" and "technique", making fun of my initial embarrassment. She then started to direct me, telling me what to do and how to do it. I became more and more turned on by her dominance, my pleasure growing with each of her commands.
"Finish what you started," Dr. Patel told me, her voice low and commanding. I stood up and walked over to her, my arousal at its peak. She took my hand and guided it to her breast, encouraging me to touch her.
"Kneel," she told me, her voice leaving no room for argument. I hesitantly complied, unsure of where this was going.
The chapter ended with Dr. Patel telling me to "finish what I started". I began to masturbate again, this time with more confidence and pleasure. I was fully under Dr. Patel's control, and I couldn't have been happier about it.
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