“That’s a good girl,” Dr. Williams cooed, his voice softening with a deceiving sweetness. “Such a beautiful, good girl.”
I had no idea what to expect from my first gynecological exam, but this…
“You seem a bit tense, Claire,” he noted, the original slow pace of his fingers shifting into a steady motion between my legs. “Is something wrong?”
I realized, with a jolt, that he was finger-fucking me, his eyes flicking between my face and my spread legs.
“Wait… this isn’t right,” I stammered.
His gaze locked with mine as his fingers slid between the folds of my pussy. I bit my lip to suppress a squeal as he pressed against my clit.
“Do you feel that, Claire?” he asked, his voice low and intense.
“Y-yes, but—”
“This is a standard part of the examination,” he interrupted, his voice calming. “Nothing to worry about.”
His words eased some of my anxiety, but a new wave of confusion hit me as I caught the look of pure, unadulterated lust on his face, and saw the bulge of his bare cock.
“I knew I liked you when I saw you in that red dress,” he confessed.
“No…”
“And when you told me you were a virgin, I knew I had to make you mine… ”
“No, please,” I pleaded, my voice shaking. He was too big.
“You’re so tight and juicy. It’s time for the next procedure,” he moaned, ready to fuck me against my will.
“Don’t do this! No!”
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