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Otto?” By now, his whole body was covered in gleaming, glistening globules of perspiration. Gently, ever so slowly she leaned down, her left hand taking hold of his penis as it slowly started to swell, her face moving close to his. The curvature of her breasts was exquisite, her nipples standing rigid like over ripe cherries through the whiteness of her brassiere. God, how he longed to fondle and to suck them, the perfume on her body so evocative and tantalising. His nostrils flared with her essence, his senses so alive once again. “Where shall I start Otto?” she whispered again, her voice sultry, intimidating, “perhaps a thorough and intimate examination of your body?” A cruel smile ran across her face. How she loved control, to see her patients so helpless, the look in their eyes one of sexual frustration, and most of all…terror! “Or should I begin my work immediately? Oh…” she sighed, “decisions, decisions, and you’re so helpless…aren’t you?” Laughter again! Cold, sterile laughter, the metallic trolley and its contents in full view as her elegant, white clad form moved around him, her voice now behind his sweating body. “Pain and pleasure Otto, what a delightful combination, don’t you think?” Hastily leaning over him, her ponytail flicking across his face, she gripped his penis again and began to fondle, lasciviously, her kneading, pulling, stretching, making it thicken further, strengthening in size. Her hand squeezed. He grunted. More growth. “Are you being a very naughty boy? Oh yes, you are…aren’t you. Doctor Lana is very unhappy…” She giggled and kissed his forehead, his perspiration sticking to her lipstick, her tongue enjoying its salty taste. He gasped for breath as the phone rang again! “NO OTTO!” She squeezed hard, her grip making him jolt in the chair, his groaning much louder, his frustration building second by second. “BAD BOY!” How she was enjoying herself, “NO…LET IT RING!” Angrily, the beautiful woman walked over to her captive’s portable television and DVD recorder. Enticingly, she turned the screen to face him. “Now my darling, I have brought you a new recording. If you’re a good boy you can watch it with me, before I make you scream.” A sinister smile aligned her lips as daintily, with her white coat flowing, she moved to the surgical trolley and picked up a small, flat box.
    Inside it, was a DVD.
    Leisurely, her mouth came close to his ear once again, her lips whispering menacingly, “he was only twenty…my love.” His heartbeat was now pounding, hammering, thumping into his head. How he enjoyed her recordings, he thought. There was never any pity for her patients, only pain, and at first…a little pleasure. How he admired her dedication! Yes, dedication…and commitment, to her important work. Just for his enjoyment! He began to relax, his breathing more controlled.
    Torture, at the hands of a skilled physician, could be so absorbing to watch, so…fascinating. He was so very pleased he had initiated this form of entertainment with the beautiful physician, for ever since that wonderful, fateful day, when they first met at the dinner party in Berlin, his life had been transformed. Her surgical knowledge and skills were extraordinary, a delight to watch. How he loved her, how he lusted over her.
     
    Walking again over to the television, the wicked smile not leaving her face, the white-coated woman inserted the DVD and picked up the controller. “I made sure he thoroughly enjoyed his first day of treatment my darling. As always, he was frightened at the thought of being kidnapped, but I soon calmed him down. Of course, once I began his surgery… the panic crept in.” Giggling, her right index finger pressed the ‘start’ button on the handset, the man in the large chair looking calmly at the television screen as it flickered into life. Standing to the left of him, she whispered, “watch my love, relax…and enjoy.” Seemingly in