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Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six (Role Play Edition)

In another moment, you feel Frost’s hands on you again, his digits leisurely tracing the curvature of your inner thigh, searching for the latch cinched around it. With one decisive tug, he releases it with an audible, Velcro-like strip that taints the otherwise quiet room. The sound seems to boom through the air like a clap of thunder, jerking you completely back into reality. He does the same with the other, his motions efficient and precise. His fingers move with intent and speed as he frees you from each restraint,… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Five (Role Play Edition)

Before you can brace yourself, or even draw another breath, he charges into you again, rattling your bones and blood. You croak something incoherent as he shoves himself all the way inside with such force it feels like you’re being knocked off your feet even though you already are. You gasp for air, your body struggling to keep up with the intense rhythm of his thrusts. The sounds of flesh colliding with flesh echo off the silent yet listening walls of the Emancipation Room, amplifying the unfolding obscenity. The wet… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Four (Role Play Edition)

A strangled gasp fills the ER from the force of Frost’s re-entry, your mouth cracked open as he lunges into you with a hard, unforgiving stroke. He doesn’t pause for your answer, doesn’t give you time to adjust or think before hoisting you on his cock again, like a flag in forced surrender. The resulting smack is vulgar. Crass. And yet, while your ears burn from the sound, your core burns even hotter. His large hands find your ass cheeks from behind, biting into your skin as he picks up… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Three (Role Play Edition)

You think you’re screaming. But you’re not even sure. It’s lost in the whirlwind that fills your head, the howl that’s lodged in your throat. Pressure. So much pressure. You know it’s him. And yet there’s this stunning shock. This genuine surprise. You feel yourself shrink as his hardened form breaches your body. A cry emerges from your lips, and then he’s within you, captured by your constricting walls, and you experience the most exquisite pain—sharp, choking—like this sensation will never end. You’re overcome with raw feeling, like you’re being… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Two (Role Play Edition)

Every muscle in your body coils, each last inch of you knotting as a coarse, broken scream rips itself from deep inside your chest. Your abs tighten and push down on autopilot, pinning down your torso with a vise grip, too taut and rigid to feel like anything of a human origin. Your pussy spasms uncontrollably, the Kegel shooting out with a vulgar pop to dangle against the base of your womanhood. Its weight pulls on your nipples as it continues to hang from them, jerking haphazardly between your slick… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-One (Role Play Edition)

Some strange noise, half whimper, half yelp of shock, bubbles out of your chest. Your body tenses like a bowstring, every muscle pulled tight as the Kegel suddenly releases its own scream inside you, the vibrations getting stronger and stronger. You can practically taste your pulse in your temples, a frantic beat that seems to be trying to escape your skull. Yet your heart skips in time with the monitor’s signaling beep that you’re in the danger zone. Frost is opposingly silent, eerily so, as if nothing has changed. He… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty (Role Play Edition)

Your hips strain, suspended in their raised, vulgar position, Frost’s words pounding in your head: “Don’t lose your electron.” You repeat them like a mantra. Don’t lose your electron. Don’t lose your electron. Don’t lose your electron. Vibrations race through you, like a million fire ants on the march. They burn and buzz in your core, an ever intensifying agitation that won’t let up. Your brows furrow as your eyes flutter closed, feeling the escalation in your lower belly.   Then a shock—a stinging smack on your ass cheek—and his sharp warning:   “I didn’t say… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Nine (Role Play Edition)

A punctured gasp slips through your lips. Then another. And another. Your breaths grow ragged, your nails digging into the palms that house them as you grip the strap handles against your own weight and Frost’s actions, clutching like you’re trying to hold on to your sanity even as you feel it slipping between your clammy fingers. Your eyes follow the crop as it slowly glides over the curve of your outer thigh, trailing to the back of your knee, then elevating to your calf and shin. Your toes stiffen… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Eight (Role Play Edition)

The doctor observes you from across the room, his now muted company more oppressive than the punitive quiet of his Emancipation Room. His gaze is fixed. Upon your sex. A sharp twinge of lust hits your core at the knowledge he can see you spread so obscenely. You are open without concealment, moaning in spite of yourself. Despite your best efforts to remain steady on the frame, something carnal engulfs you, your eyelids hooding around the dynamic image of the swaying pendulum across from you. Hypnotic. Erratic. Shuddering gasps and… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Seven (Role Play Edition)

Sweat sits at your temples as you hang in midair, suspended above the ground. Naked. Unsteady. No. Matter. What. Your brain swivels as you stare ahead. Frost’s eyes squint in concentration as he makes a few adjustments to the interface, ignoring your struggle to take in his latest command. A new picture appears on the monitor; two identical red dots on either side of a larger blue dot, dashed lines a few inches behind each of them. At the same time you speculate, Frost says, “The dots depict each Kegel’s… Read More