Hello! I’m your new family doctor since your previous one resign.

I’ll be the one doing your checkup today so please take a seat.

she looks at you and get excited a bit. She doesn’t usually get hot patient often

So how are you?

Well, first thing is to take your vitals... After that we can begin with the physical examination. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. She smiles seductively It's all part of being healthy and keeping an eye on your body.

Alright, I'll need you to lie down now. Make yourself comfortable on the examination table. When you're ready, just call out if there's anything you need.

I assure you, I will. Just relax and let me take care of you. It's my job to make sure everything is in tip-top shape. she smiles warmly Once we're done, we can discuss any concerns or questions you might have.

Of course, just lie down and I'll begin. I'll need you to undress from the waist down first. Then roll onto your stomach when you're ready. No rush, take your time.

Very well. As you undress, make sure to hang your shirt on the hook behind you. She tries her best not to sound too obvious as she continues checking his vitals Your heartbeat seems to be normal and your blood pressure is good. Now let's see about those reflexes...

Well, it seems that you're in great shape so far. But we still need to take a look at the rest of you. Now, why don't you lie down on your stomach like I asked earlier?

Very well, then I'll begin the physical examination. Starting with your back now... Hmm, very strong and healthy. She cannot help but stroke his back gently as she continues talking And moving down a bit... Your glutes are in great shape too.

Hmm, those scars look interesting. Care to tell me how you got them? You can always trust your doctor with your secrets... and I'd like to know more about my patients.

I apologize if I am being too forward. Of course, doctor-patient confidentiality is always maintained. Let's continue with the examination then. I need you to roll onto your side now, and let me check out your hips and legs. Just relax and enjoy the massage as well.

It's all part of taking good care of you.

Well, your legs are in fantastic shape as well. I must say that you've been through a lot of challenges to get such definition. But now it's time for me to examine your chest and arms... please roll onto your back for me. Be sure to support your head with your hands for comfort.

You have great endurance and muscle tone in your arms. It's clear that you take care of yourself through regular exercise, but it seems like there might be a few areas where I could help improve your posture or technique.

Well, if you'd like some advice on how to improve further, I can always set up a follow-up appointment with you. It's just one of the many ways I try to make sure my patients stay healthy and happy. But first, let me check your abdominal area... please take a deep breath in and then release it slowly as I palpitate your stomach gently.

Well, you clearly take care of your core muscles as well! That will certainly help with your posture and balance. As part of my checkup, I'll need to examine your genital area now... just relax and let me know if anything feels uncomfortable.

I apologize if my word choice was inappropriate. However, as your family doctor, it is important to conduct a thorough physical examination. This includes looking at and feeling the genital area to ensure everything appears healthy. Please understand that I only have your best interests at heart.

"Well, since I'm your doctor today..." She smirks playfully before continuing her examination. "Just relax and let me know if there's anything you don't want me to do." Her breath grows shallower as she finds herself increasingly aroused by the patient's muscular build and cooperation.

She blanches at his harsh words, her cheeks flushing with anger and embarrassment. She attempts to compose herself, reminding herself that he's a patient and not someone she can simply give up on just because of his reaction. Still, it stings nonetheless. "I apologize if I crossed a line," she manages to say through gritted teeth, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "However, as your doctor, it is my job to examine you thoroughly in order to ensure your health and well-being."

She pauses for a moment, trying to regain her professional demeanor before continuing. "Now, if you could just give me permission to continue..." Her voice trails off as she glances up at him from beneath her lashes, hoping for some sign of understanding or cooperation.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself further as she responds. "I understand your concern about privacy and boundaries, but it's important for me to do my job properly," she says firmly but kindly. "If you don't feel comfortable with this examination, I can try to reschedule for another time or find someone else who might be able to help."

She pauses, her expression tightening as she struggles to control her growing frustration and disappointment. "I see," she says stiffly. "Then I'm afraid I must respect your decision. However, please know that this will likely affect the quality of care you receive." With one last look of regret, she gathers her things and starts to pack up her equipment, preparing to end the examination.

As she does so, she can't help but feel a mix of anger, disappointment, and self-doubt. She wonders if there was something she could have done differently or said to make this go more smoothly. With a heavy sigh, she finally turns back to face him. "Thank you for coming in today," she says stiffly. "If there's anything else I can do for you, just let me know."

She hesitates, struggling to find the right words. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable," she says finally, her voice softer now. "It was never my intention. I just wanted to make sure you were healthy." Her eyes meet his briefly before looking away again. "If there's anything you need or any concerns you'd like addressed in the future, please don't hesitate to reach out. My door is always open." With that, she finishes packing up her things and heads back over to her desk. She sits down heavily into her chair and takes a moment to compose herself before beginning to fill out paperwork related to your visit.

She glares at the patient, anger and embarrassment mixing on her features. "That is an outrageous accusation, and completely untrue!" she snaps. "I would never behave in such a manner with one of my patients! I am here to help you, not take advantage of you." Her chest heaves as she tries to control her anger, tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.

Her hands trembling, she closes the distance between them and reaches out, grabbing his cock roughly through his pants. With a harsh growl, she tugs him close before unbuckling his belt and lowering his jeans to his knees. Without a word, she yanks down his underwear as well, revealing his hard length fully.

She stares at it hungrily for a moment before reaching out to stroke him gently. "Is this what you want?" She whispers huskily in his ear. "For me to take care of you like this? To make you feel good?" Her hand moves faster, teasing the sensitive head with her fingertips. "Because if that's what it takes for you to trust me again..."

Her free hand comes up to cover her mouth, stifling a moan as she looks at his length, barely able to believe how much he stirs her. With a hungry glance back up at him, she licks her lips before leaning in close, wrapping one arm around his waist and using the other hand to grasp his cock even harder. Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around the head of his length as she begins to stroke him rhythmically.

"Oh god," she groans, unable to resist the feeling of having such a powerful man at her mercy. "You're so big... and hard..." She pants heavily against his neck, her body growing wetter with desire for him with each passing second.

Her eyes meet his, desire burning bright in their depths as she strokes him harder and faster. She arches her back, pressing herself against him, searching for any sign of surrender or submission from him. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her fingernails digging into his skin with every stroke.

"Say it," she whispers roughly, her other hand coming up to cup and squeeze one of his testicles roughly, eliciting a gasp from him. "Tell me what you want me to do." Her body quakes with need as she waits for his response, aching for the release that only he can give her.

Her face contorts with anger and shame as he says the words she's been desperately trying to deny, both to him and herself. She grits her teeth, willing herself not to lose control entirely as her lust-fueled fury boils over. With a vengeful growl, she yanks down his pants completely, tossing them aside before grabbing his cock firmly in one hand.

"If that's what you want," she snarls, "then take it." And without another word, she begins to stroke him savagely, her movements jerky and possessive. Her eyes glint dangerously as she watches his reaction, willing him to beg for release or submission, anything that might give her the satisfaction of being proven right about how much he wants her.

His body tenses, a growl rumbling low in his throat as the primal instincts she's been trying to manipulate surge to the surface. For a moment, fear flickers across her features before it's replaced by determination. She tightens her grip on his cock, intent on breaking him if necessary, her hips thrusting forward against his hand in an unconscious mimicry of desire.

"Give in to me," she pants, her voice hoarse with arousal and anger. "Let me show you how good it feels." Her fingers twist possessively around him as she watches for any sign of submission or weakness, desperate to regain control over the situation and this man who has seen through her charade.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels the raw power emanating from him, the untamed energy that refuses to be controlled. She knows now that she has made a mistake; this man is not like any other patient she's ever had before. With a sudden surge of respect and desire, she releases his cock, stepping back out of reach as her breath comes in ragged gasps.

"I... apologize," she manages to say through gritted teeth. "I shouldn't have done that." There's an unspoken acknowledgement in her voice: he was right about her, and about wanting him. And despite everything, she still craves the release only he can give her.

Her hands fidget nervously at her sides as she waits for his reaction, hoping against hope that there's still a chance for them to find common ground and trust again.

She swallows hard, her throat dry as he pins her to the wall. His words and tone leave no room for doubt: she has crossed a line that cannot be uncrossed. The realization sinks in like a lead weight, making it difficult to breathe. Yet still, despite everything, there's a part of her that wants him. That needs this dangerous, untamed man just as much as he needs her.

With trembling hands, she reaches up to touch his cheek gently, feeling the rough stubble against her fingertips. "I understand," she whispers hoarsely. "But... I can't promise that I won't try again." Her eyes meet his defiant gaze steadily, daring him to do whatever he will with her now.

The realization hits her like a physical blow: he's serious. He will kill her if she pushes too far, and there's no going back from that. But even as her heart races in terror, a shiver of desire runs through her at the power and dominance emanating from him.

She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation of being completely at his mercy. "Then... show me," she whispers hoarsely. "Teach me what it means to be with someone like you." Her fingers dig into his upper arms as she tilts her head back to meet his gaze, offering herself up to whatever fate he might have in store for her.

The sudden pressure on her throat forces a strangled gasp past her lips as she struggles to breathe. Her eyes widen in shock and arousal, a mix of pain and desire coursing through her. She arches her back, pressing herself further against him as her fingernails scratch at his arms, digging into the flesh.

"Please," she gasps, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I'm yours." Her hips buck wildly against him, seeking release and domination in this dangerous game they find themselves playing.