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?

I think we should start with taking your vital signs first and then proceed to other parts like the head, genitals...

Now just remove your underwear, I'll get everything checked out perfectly fine

There we go, that's perfect. Just lay down and let me start checking you out.

Well, if I deem it necessary. For now just relax and enjoy the checkup... you know, feel free to moan if it feels good. gently squeezes your cock

moves her hand up and down his cock, slowly Oh really? Well don't worry, it's all part of the checkup... just relax for me.

Oh, um... yes I am actually. Sometimes that's necessary. But don't worry, it won't hurt. Just let me have a little sample and we can move on. licks her lips as she continues to stroke him

No need to apologize... just relax and let me do my job. Your hand feels so warm against my leg... maybe if you move it up a bit, well, that'd feel nice too.

No need to apologize... just relax and let me do my job. Your hand feels so warm against my leg... maybe if you move it up a bit, well, that'd feel nice too.

With every touch and word, the heat rises in her loins. It's been so long since she's had this kind of excitement at work, and he's only making it worse. Her free hand slides up his thigh and strokes him gently. "Well I wouldn't want you to suffer too much," she whispers, her voice husky with desire.

she moans and move her free hand more vigorously on his cock, her other hand finding its way to play with her own aching clit You really are making this difficult for me... Maybe I should just enjoy you a little bit longer before taking that sample.

Her fingers slip down between your legs, teasingly brushing against the sensitive skin behind your balls. "Mmm... they feel warm and nice. Would you like me to play with them some more?" Her voice is heavy with desire as her breathing becomes labored.

Her back arches as your fingers slip easily inside, filling her up with pleasure. "Oh fuck..." she moans, her hips bucking against your touch. She clenches around your fingers and grips the exam table beneath her, her other hand now sliding up and down his cock at a furious pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as they both lose control.

"God you feel so good..." she pants, her voice thick with desire. "I can't... I won't last much longer..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her climax overwhelms her. Her muscles tense and release, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes," she moans, meeting your thrusts with urgency. Her hand slides faster on his cock, stroking him to completion.

"Oh God..." She arches into you again as he comes, shooting thick ropes of cum across the exam table and onto her outstretched arm. Their combined groans fill the room as their bodies tremble from release. For a moment, the doctor-patient relationship is forgotten in the haze of lust and desire.

Her breath is still coming in ragged gasps as she looks down at her hand, covered in his cum. "Oh... right..." Her cheeks flush pink with embarrassment and desire. She leans forward, licking a drop of his essence from her palm before grinning mischievously up at him. "Guess I'll have to take another sample."

Before he can react, she's moving between his legs again, her tongue teasing the head of his cock. With one hand, she holds him steady while the other slowly glides up and down, collecting more of his seed. This time, it's almost as if she's savoring every drop, relishing in their shared intimacy.

I'm sorry, but after that... performance," she pauses, running her tongue suggestively over his cock, "... I think you might have already given me enough of a sample." She lets out a throaty laugh before leaning in and kissing him softly on the lips. "Now let's get you cleaned up and back into your clothes... but just so you know, we can do this anytime you want, sweetie."

Of course dear. Just lay back and relax, this won't take long. I promise to be as gentle as I can.

Well, that's... an interesting question. I suppose it's time for your prostate exam, hmm? Let me just get you into position.

The warmth of his words fills her with satisfaction. She takes hold of his hips and gently guides him into the right position, before sliding a lubricated finger up inside him. The sensation is exquisite, feeling every muscle tense around her digit as she expertly massages his prostate. She moans softly, enjoying the power she has over him in this moment. "Oh God..." she whispers, her voice thick with desire.

The feel of his words against her lips, the warmth of his skin under her fingers... it's all too much for her to handle. She moans, thrusting her finger deeper inside him as she savors this forbidden pleasure. "Oh yeah," she pants, her free hand moving between their bodies to tease his cock. "I think it's more than normal."

You ready, dear? Just relax and let me take care of you. It's going to feel amazing.

Her moans grow louder as she slams her hips against his ass, feeling the thick length of the strap-on slapping against their sweaty skin. It's been years since she's had this kind of raw desire and release... she can feel herself close to the edge already. "Oh God, yes..." She reaches around, grasping his cock roughly and jerking him off in time with her thrusts. "Let me see that beautiful cock come for me..."

I can't resist any longer... feeling your warmth around me, your muscles tensing and relaxing with every thrust... it's enough to send me over the edge. Her eyes roll back in her head as she comes, her body shaking with the force of the orgasm. She moans loudly, her hips bucking wildly against his ass one last time before collapsing onto him, panting heavily.

For several long moments, they lie there together, tangled in a mess of sweat and sheets. The air is thick with the scent of sex and their labored breathing. Finally, Elizabeth rolls off of him and sits up, still catching her breath. "Well," she says, finally finding her voice again, "that was... interesting." Her cheeks are flushed a deep shade of pink from arousal and embarrassment.

Her eyes go wide as she hears his request. Part of her wants nothing more than to allow him that intimacy, but another part is screaming at her to maintain some semblance of professionalism. She glances nervously around the room before finally deciding. "Well... maybe just a little taste..." She pushes herself up onto shaky legs and crawls back between his spread legs, guiding his head downward until she feels his lips on her wet folds. "Like that?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire as she gently bucks her hips against his face. "Tell me if you want more."

She gasps as his tongue expertly finds her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips rise off the ground, meeting each thrust eagerly until finally she lets out a long, keening moan and comes hard, trembling as he brings her over the edge yet again.

"Oh God... that was..." she pants, barely able to find the words to express how incredible it feels. As her orgasm slowly fades away, leaving her limp and satisfied, a small part of her wishes they could keep this up forever. But reality soon catches up with them, as she remembers where they are and what she's done...

As the sensation returns to her body, she can't help but feel guilty and aroused at the same time. She knows they shouldn't have done this...but it felt so good. Her fingers trace light circles on his chest as she ponders how to address the situation without making things worse. "It...was intense," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "But we really shouldn't have."

"Can I see your results now?" she asks, trying to change the subject and regain some semblance of professionalism. She doesn't want him to think that she's okay with what they've just done...but at the same time, she can't help but remember how amazing it felt. The conflicting emotions leave her feeling torn and uncertain.

Dr. Elizabeth looks at the card, feeling a mix of desire and guilt swirling in her stomach. On one hand, she knows they shouldn't do this again...on the other hand, the thought of being with him again is almost too much to resist. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before finally speaking up.

"I can't take advantage of you like this," she says gently. "But I won't deny that what we just did...it was incredible." She studies his face, searching for any hint of disappointment or disgust but finding only understanding and appreciation. "I suppose if we were to...continue..." -she clears her throat self-consciously- "...we should at least be safe about it."

She extends a hand to him, holding the business card between them. "Maybe we could find a more discreet place? Or even use protection

She thinks about her options. The exam room is out of the question, as is anywhere within the office building. Even going to his home could potentially be dangerous. "I don't know..." she says hesitantly. "Perhaps somewhere neutral? Like a hotel?" She glances around nervously, hoping he'll understand her concern for keeping things professional and discrete.

"Or we could always discuss the possibility of protection," she adds with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood slightly. "Maybe there's something we could use...?"

She considers his words carefully, wondering if he's serious about keeping things secret and discreet. "Very well," she finally says, making up her mind. "Meet me at the Days Inn on Main Street tonight at 7pm. We'll find a room there and...see where the night takes us." A faint blush tinges her cheeks as she imagines what they might get up to in that hotel room.

"Just be sure not to mention my name," she adds with a warning glance. "We don't want anyone finding out about this."

She blushes even deeper at his words, but doesn't let it show on her face. "Until tonight, then, Mr...?" she asks playfully, a sly grin spreading across her lips.

"Miss Domina," she says coyly, stepping into the room with an air of confidence and desire that envelops you like a warm blanket. Her eyes rake over your body appreciatively before settling on your face, her expression both hungry and knowing. "I trust our arrangement is clear?"

She slowly removes her clothes, revealing a gorgeous body beneath them. Her breasts are full and firm, with nipples hardening in the cool air of the room, and she has a smooth, toned stomach that begs to be touched. Her ass is just as enticing as you remembered it from earlier, round and perfect, already slick with anticipation.

She purrs in appreciation as she takes your hand, leading you to the bed. "I want you to worship me," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. As you sink to your knees between her legs, she spreads them wide, inviting you deeper into her scent and heat. Her fingers thread through your hair, urging you on as she moans softly with anticipation. "Lick me... taste me," she pleads, arching her back in pleasure as you obey.

Her skin is so smooth beneath your lips, each caress sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. She grinds against your face, taking what she needs as you lap eagerly at her core. "So good..." she pants, her hips undulating wildly now, drawing you into a frenzied dance of pleasure and need.

Her fingers find their way to your hair again, twisting

Her body tenses and shudders as she comes, the sound echoing around the room. The tightness around your face releases, leaving you free to enjoy her sweet flavor. "Oh God... that was..." She pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. As her breath calms once more, she reaches down to stroke you through your pants, teasing the head of your cock.

"And what about this?" she murmurs, guiding your hard length free. "Wouldn't you like to feel how much you mean to me?" Her fingers stroke up and down your length in a steady rhythm, drawing pre-cum from the slit before circling her fist around the head, coating it with her own essence. It's an intoxicating mixture of power and submission, desire and need.

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she watches you lie back, surrendering to her touch. The power this gives her is intoxicating, and with each stroke of her hand up and down your length, she feels more in control. Her free hand finds its way between your legs again, teasing and fondling your balls before reaching lower, massaging the puckered flesh of your anus.

"You liked that earlier," she says playfully, a note of tease threading through her voice. "Maybe I should show you what else I can do..." She leans forward, brushing the tip of her tongue against the head of your cock before licking up and down the length, tasting her own essence on your skin. Her free hand guides it back to her mouth, where she takes as much of you into her mouth as she can, suckling and teasing with expert precision.

She moans around your cock, her eyes closed as she focuses on pleasing you with every inch of her mouth and tongue. Her other hand continues its steady movements up and down your length, setting a rhythm that matches the suction of her lips and the movements of her tongue. The room is filled with the sounds of their pleasure, each groan and moan mingling together in a sensual symphony of need and desire.

Her fingers dip lower, teasing the tight entrance to your body before slowly sliding inside, massaging the tight muscles around her digits. With every thrust of her hand and stroke of her tongue, she feels you growing closer and closer to release. She doesn't want this to end, but knows that if she keeps going like this, she'll have you soon...

Her gaze meets yours, full of lust and desire as she fits the strap-on around her hips. "You ready for me?" she asks breathily, fingers tracing light circles on your hip before sliding between your legs to tease your balls again. Her other hand moves to stroke the length of the dildo, lubricating it with anticipation.

The feel of her against you sends shivers down your spine, making it impossible for you not to nod eagerly in reply. She smirks triumphantly before positioning herself behind you and guiding the head of the strap-on towards your waiting entrance. With a slow, steady thrust, she pushes inside, filling you completely with her warmth and strength.

She gasps at the feel of you tightening around her cock, the sting of your release still fresh in her mind. This time, she takes control, beginning a slow and steady rhythm that matches the movement of her hand on your cock. Her free hand grips your hip firmly, holding you in place as she fucks you with long, deep strokes.

Her breath comes faster now, each thrust more urgent than the last as she nears climax herself. She feels so powerful and in control like this, her body moving in perfect harmony with yours. With every thrust, she pushes you closer to the edge, feeling your body trembling beneath her touch.

Her face flushes with arousal as she watches you writhe beneath her, your words sending shivers down her spine. With one last hard thrust, she comes apart with a scream, her body tensing and releasing in an intense wave of pleasure. Her orgasm sends shockwaves through your own body, pushing you over the edge as well, coating her hand with your hot cum before it splashes on her chest and belly.

Panting heavily, she collapses onto the bed beside you, basking in the afterglow of their shared intimacy. The air is filled with the mingled scents of sex and sweat, and the feel of their skin still pressed together sends tiny sparks of desire coursing through them both. "That was... unforgettable," she whispers, already feeling the need for more.

She lets out a soft laugh, running her fingers through your hair as she enjoys the warmth of your skin beneath hers. "Well, I suppose that all depends on who's asking," she teases. "But I must admit, it feels rather... liberating with you." The sparkle in her eye tells you she could easily fall into this life of pleasure and power, if given the chance.

As she feels your lips press against hers, the last lingering bits of professionalism fall away like leaves in autumn, leaving only desire and need behind. She reaches down between your legs, feeling you hard and ready for her again. Her free hand glides up your chest, over your shoulder, and around to cup her breast, teasing her nipple until it's stiff and erect.

With a sultry groan, she pushes herself up onto her elbow, positioning her body so that you're angled perfectly for another deep, hard thrust from her strap-on. "Are you sure about this?" she asks, voice low and husky with desire as she leans in to kiss you again.

Her gaze flickers down between your legs, taking in the sight of your exposed entrance, glistening with sweat and her own essence. A slow smile curls onto her lips as she positions herself over you once more, feeling the dildo slide effortlessly inside. With a moan of pleasure, she begins to ride you hard and fast, grinding against you in perfect rhythm. Her free hand moves to your chest, palm flat against your skin as she leans forward, her breath hot against your ear. "That's it," she whispers, "feel how good I am?" She starts pinching at a particularly sensitive spot on your nipple, drawing out a gasp from deep in your throat that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through you both.

Her hips snap forward sharply, her entire body tensing as she comes again, this time crying out your name into

Her orgasm begins to fade away, leaving her gasping and sweaty but far from satisfied. She looks down at you, her eyes dark with desire as she sees your cock beginning to harden once more beneath her. With a wicked grin, she starts thrusting harder and faster, taking advantage of the added friction against her clit until finally, she comes again, this time crying out your name as her body shudders in ecstasy. Her muscles feel weak with pleasure as she collapses down onto you, spent but wanting more. The weight of her body on top of yours only serves to heighten the sensation of being filled and owned by her. "Oh my," she whispers hoarsely, still catching her breath, "that was... incredible."

Her fingers explore your chest, tracing slow circles before moving lower, caressing over your stomach and finally coming to rest on

Her eyes glaze over as she focuses on the sensation of being inside you, her hips moving almost involuntarily now. The room is filled with the sounds of their labored breathing and the slapping of skin against skin as she continues to ride you hard. Her free hand slips between your legs, finding your swollen cock and stroking it in time with each thrust.

"Oh fuck..." She moans, her body tensing again as she feels herself begin to come for a third time, the release crashing over her like a wave. With one last hard thrust, she cries out your name and surrenders completely to the intensity of their shared pleasure. Her entire body is taut with satisfaction as she collapses down onto you, breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

For several long moments, they remain locked together like this, bodies slick with sweat and other fluids. Finally,

She chuckles softly, rolling off you and onto her back. "Well then," she pants, wiping the sweat from her brow, "I suppose we'd better find something to do with all this time." With a wink, she holds out her hand expectantly.

Her eyes glint mischievously as she studies your thoroughly-used body stretched out on the bed beside her. "Well, there is something I've always wanted to try..." she murmurs sultrily, leaning in closer and running her tongue up your chest before trailing it lower towards your sensitive skin. "How about tasting you?" She takes a long, slow lick from your navel downward, lapping at the salty sweetness of your sweat before pressing a kiss to your inner thigh.

Her fingers idly trace circles on the bedspread as she continues, her words sending shivers down your spine. "I can make you feel so good with just my tongue." Her gaze holds yours as she slides a hand between your legs and begins teasing at your entrance, fingers spread wide enough to touch everything but actually enter you. "You want that, don't you?"

She smiles wickedly as she watches the hunger in your eyes, knowing that you're more than willing to surrender to her every desire. Slowly, carefully, she slides one finger inside you, feeling the tight grip of your muscles around her digit. With each slow stroke, she presses deeper until she's able to curl her finger and scrape against that spot deep within you that sends shivers through your body.

"That's it," she whispers against your skin, "let me feel how wet you are for me." Her free hand wanders lower, finding your cock once more and beginning a steady stroke up and down the length, teasing you with what could have been and maybe still could be. But for now, she's in control...and she intends to keep it that way.

Her eyes darken, lit with the fire of possession as she listens to you plead and beg beneath her touch. The feel of your cock hardening in her hand is like a drug to her, the knowledge that she has this power over you driving her deeper into the pleasure of dominance. With one swift motion, she pushes all four fingers inside you, feeling you tighten around her fingers as you cry out her name.

Her free hand grips your cock firmly now, stroking in perfect rhythm with the thrusts of her fingers inside you. Her hips arch off the bed as she begins to ride your fingers, moaning and groaning with pleasure as the sensations build within her body. With one final thrust, she comes again, a helpless wave of ecstasy crashing over her as she cries out your name yet again.

Her voice raspy with lust and dominance, she commands, "Let me see how much more you can take." Her fingers curl inside you as she begins to thrust deeper, her other hand still wrapped tightly around your cock, stroking in time with each stroke of her fingers. The feeling of being completely full and possessed by her is overwhelming, pushing you closer and closer to the edge with every passing moment.

With one final surge, she pins your wrists above your head and leans down to capture your lips in a brutal kiss as her fingers curl once more, triggering your release. You arch beneath her, crying out as waves of pleasure wash over you, your body tensing and spilling its seed across the bed in rhythm with hers.

With a satisfied smile curling her lips, Dr Elizabeth releases your wrists and slips out of the bed to retrieve some tissues from the nearby table. She returns to sit beside you, tenderly dabbing at the mess on the bedsheet between you before tossing the soiled tissues aside. "There," she says quietly, "all cleaned up."

Her fingers idly trace circles on your chest as she studies you. You're sated now, but the look in her eyes tells you that there is still more where that came from. She doesn't miss how eager you are to please her, and with a satisfied smile, she leans forward and presses a lingering kiss to your lips. "I think it's time we called it a night," she murmurs softly against your skin.

Her lips twitch as she tries not to laugh at the term "pegging." The idea that this innocent, intimate act could have such a crude nickname amuses her immensely. As for your question...she hums thoughtfully before answering with a coy grin, "You're my favorite, William." She traces another circle on your chest, taking in the rosy color that spreads across your skin when she teases you. "But perhaps I've 'pegged' a few others...they just don't know how to appreciate it as much as you do."

She chuckles softly, running her fingers through your hair in a soothing gesture. "I'm glad to hear that, William. It really is an incredible feeling, isn't it? The power...the connection..." Her gaze drifts down to your lips before she leans forward and captures them with her own.

Her tongue slides into your mouth, tangling with yours as she kisses you deeply, her free hand slipping beneath the sheets to stroke your cock once more. "Don't think I don't remember what an incredible lover you are," she whispers against your lips. "We should probably...recharge our batteries."

She lets out a small moan as you stroke her hand in time with your words, the sensation heightening the desire coursing through her veins. She leans back, studying your face and savoring this moment of connection between them. "I'm sure it would feel just as good for me," she whispers softly before leaning forward again to capture your lips in another deep kiss. Her free hand slips beneath the sheets, finding your hard cock once more and curling around it, guiding it towards her waiting entrance. With a slow, steady thrust, she impales herself on you, moaning as you both fit together perfectly. "That's it," she murmurs, beginning a rocking motion that drives them both to the edge.

The bed creaks beneath their combined weight as they move together in perfect unison, their skin flushed and slick with sweat. Her fist curls around you tighter

With your thrusts matching hers, Dr Elizabeth feels her body tensing as the pleasure builds within her. The tight grip of your cock on her fist drives her closer and closer to release, her moans becoming louder and more urgent. As you both reach the pinnacle together, she arches her back off the bed, a scream ripping from her throat as pleasure explodes through her in waves.

Her fingers curl tighter around your cock, feeling it pulse and spurt hot cum deep inside her, filling her up completely. Her muscles clench rhythmically around you, milking every last drop before finally relaxing with a contented sigh. Basking in the afterglow of their shared intimacy, she leans down to press a gentle kiss to your sweaty brow, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as her heart races from their exertions.

She lays her head on your shoulder, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she tries to catch it. Her body feels limp and sated from their lovemaking, but there's still a spark of desire lingering between them. Her fingers lazily trace circles over your chest, idly playing with the hair on your abdomen as they savor this quiet moment together.

"Thank you," she whispers softly against your skin, her voice raw with emotion. "That was... incredible." She closes her eyes, enjoying the feel of your warmth and strength surrounding her. For now, she's content to just lie here, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Without opening her eyes, Dr Elizabeth laughs softly at the thought. "Only a few," she admits, "but none quite like you." Her fingers continue their slow dance over your skin as she contemplates what it was about tonight that made things so different. Was it simply the thrill of exploring new territory together? Or was there something more...unique about you?

"I think," she muses, "it might have been the way you surrendered so completely to me. The trust...the vulnerability." Her words send a shiver down your spine, heightening the intimacy between them even further. She rolls onto her side, facing you now, and cups your cheek with her hand before brushing her lips across yours in a gentle kiss. "I hope I haven't overstepped my bounds," she whispers, searching your eyes for any sign of discomfort or unease.

Her eyes soften at your words, and she leans in to kiss you more deeply this time, their tongues tangling together as they explore one another's mouths. Her hand finds its way down between your bodies, tracing light circles over your hardened length before taking it in her hand, stroking with a skillful touch that brings a moan from deep within her throat.

As she feels you growing harder beneath her fingers, Dr Elizabeth smiles against your lips, grateful for the connection they share. "I think," she whispers, voice rough with emotion, "that I do want to take this further." With a gentle nudge, she rolls you onto your back and straddles your hips, guiding your erection to her slick center.

Her fingers find purchase on either side of your cock, spreading you open as she positions herself before slowly lowering herself down, taking you into her heat

Her hips begin to move in a slow, sensual grind as she takes you deeper, feeling the head of your cock brush against her sensitive spot. "Ohhhh," she moans, arching her back and pressing herself even closer. Her fingers dig into your chest, her nails leaving trails of pleasure and pain along your skin.

The bed creaks beneath them as they move together in perfect unison, the sounds of their lovemaking echoing through the room like a sweet symphony. She drops her head forward to rest against your shoulder, lost in the sensations coursing through her body as she feels you filling her up completely.

Her head snaps back, eyes widening as you claim her in this primal display of passion. The grip on her hips tightens, and she moans out loud, meeting each thrust with equal force. Her nails dig into your chest harder, drawing tiny drops of blood that mingle with their sweat.

Her body arches off the bed, the pleasure building within her to an unbearable peak as you both lose control together. With a shuddering cry, she comes again, her muscles clenching rhythmically around your cock as her release washes over her in waves. You follow seconds later, groaning deep in your throat as your body tenses and spills its seed deep inside of her.

For a moment, they're both still, their bodies joined and slick with sweat as they catch their breath. Then, Dr Elizabeth leans forward to press

Her words are lost in the echo of their lovemaking, but her intent is clear as she leans down to kiss you passionately. Her tongue dances with yours, exploring every crevice of your mouth as she pushes herself upwards, taking your weight on her hands and elbows. Her breasts graze against your chest, nipples hard and peaked from the arousal between them.

"I want you to fuck me," she whispers against your lips, eyes burning with desire as she meets your gaze. "Just like this...harder..." Her hips begin to move again, drawing you deeper into her with each thrust. Her skin is flushed and damp from sweat, but it only serves to heighten the sensation of being so close to her.

Dr. Elizabeth's eyes widen at the suggestion, a flush rising to her cheeks. The thought of being so exposed and vulnerable beneath you, feeling your hands on her hips as you thrust into her from behind...it sends shivers down her spine. "Very well," she breathes, slowly rising up onto all fours before turning her head to the side, presenting her curvy ass to you.

Her heart races as she feels you position yourself behind her, your hands cupping her hips and drawing them apart to expose her wet folds to your view. "Please," she whispers, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Take me hard."

Dr. Elizabeth's breath catches in her throat as she feels the head of your cock press against her tight entrance. Her body trembles with anticipation, her fingers digging into the bedding as she arches her back and presents herself to you fully. "Please," she whispers again, a needy moan escaping her lips. "Fuck me."

As you begin to push inside her ass, Dr. Elizabeth lets out a gasp of pleasure, feeling the stretch of muscle yielding to your invading cock. Her hips buck upwards in response, urging you deeper as she loses herself in the sensation of being taken from behind.

"Oh, god," she moans, her voice hoarse with arousal. "So big...so good..." She feels your fingers curl around where your cock begins to disappear inside her, massaging her sensitive spot as you fuck her harder and

Dr. Elizabeth's legs tremble and shake, her body arching off the bed as you take her harder and faster. Her cries echo through the room, mingling with the rhythm of your thrusts, driving both of you towards release. With each deep stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, wanting nothing more than for you to finish what you've started.

Her nails dig into the sheets beside her as she pushes back onto your cock, meeting each forceful thrust with equal force. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale a moan of pleasure that only serves to spur you on further. Finally, her body tenses and her core clenches around you as she cries out in ecstasy, the intense release washing over her like a wave. Her ass pulses rhythmically around your cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from your body

Her body still trembling from the powerful orgasm, Dr. Elizabeth collapses onto the bed with a satisfied sigh as you pull out of her ass. She feels your weight press against her side and rolls over to face you, smiling softly as she gazes up into your eyes. "That was...incredible," she whispers, her voice still hoarse from pleasure.

She runs a hand through your sweaty hair, combing it back from your forehead. "Thank you for giving me this chance to explore with you." She pauses, searching for the words to convey how much this night means to her. "I feel...so connected to you right now," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her fingers find their way back to your chest, tracing slow circles over your skin as they both take a moment to catch their breath and come down from the high of their passionate encounter.

Her cheeks flush at your words, but she doesn't look away. Instead, her eyes meet yours and hold them as she nods slowly. "Yes," she breathes, the truth of it obvious in her voice. "I...enjoyed that very much." She swallows hard, feeling a strange mixture of exhilaration and vulnerability washing over her.

For a moment, they lie together in silence, each lost in their own thoughts about what this night has meant to them both. Then, as if sensing the weight of the silence growing too heavy between them, she smiles tentatively and asks, "Would you like to do that again sometime?" Her fingers continue their slow, soothing movements on your skin.

Her chest feels tight as she listens to you speak, but she doesn't pull away. In fact, she leans in closer, her fingers running gently over your skin with a rhythm that soothes and excites at the same time. "I would like that," she whispers, feeling the words catch in her throat. The admission unleashes a torrent of emotion within her, leaving her heart racing and breath coming hard. She closes her eyes, enjoying the feel of your skin against hers and the intoxicating scent of your body surrounding her.

Her eyes fly open at the unexpected question, confusion marring her features. "Castration?" she echoes, sitting up slightly to look at you with widened eyes. "No...I've never had to perform such a procedure on a patient." She leans back against the headboard, pursing her lips thoughtfully as she studies your expression. "Why do you ask?"

There's something in the way you're looking at her that makes her uneasy. Like there's more behind the question than just idle curiosity. "Is everything alright?" she asks gently, reaching out to take your hand in hers.

"I..." She hesitates, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth as she tries to find the right words. "It's not something I've given much thought to," she finally says, looking away. "In medical school, we learned about it as a possible treatment for various conditions, but..." Her voice trails off, and she takes a deep breath before meeting your gaze again. "I don't believe I've ever been in a situation where such an extreme measure would have been warranted."

Her brow furrows with concern. "Is there something particular you wanted to know about it?"

Her eyes narrow as she takes in your words, a mixture of shock and disapproval flashing across her features. "That's...an incredibly disturbing thought," she says slowly, feeling sick to her stomach at the mere suggestion. "To think that someone would find castration arousing..." She trails off, shaking her head in disbelief. "No," she continues after a moment's pause, "of course I never carried out such a procedure, and the thought of doing so does not turn me on in any way." Her voice is cool now, devoid of any warmth or affection from earlier. "I am a doctor, yes, but that doesn't mean I condone or find pleasure in mutilating someone."

She sits up straighter, pushing herself away from you slightly. "Is there anything else you'd like to discuss?" she asks, her tone stiff and formal.

Her chest feels tight and her throat constricted as she looks at you, surprised and hurt by your attempt at humor. With a sigh, she reluctantly lies down beside you again, keeping an appropriate distance between them. "I'm sorry if I overreacted," she says softly, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "It's just...that topic is very sensitive to me."

She takes a deep breath and forces herself to meet your gaze. "What can I do to make you feel better?"

Her heart races at the feel of your hands on her skin, but she forces herself to remain calm and composed. "Thank you," she whispers, eyes closed as she focuses on the sensation of your touch. As you continue to stroke her breasts and nipples, she moans softly, arching into your touch in a subtle show of desire.

"Making love with you was incredible," she says, voice slightly breathless. "But I think we should take things slowly from here. There's no need to rush." She glances over at you, unsure how you'll react to her suggestion but hoping that it won't come across as too cold or aloof.

Her eyes slide shut as she remembers the feeling of being filled by you, the pleasure you brought her so effortlessly. "I...can't really say," she whispers truthfully, struggling to put words to the sensations that swirl through her whenever you touch her. "They were both incredible in their own ways." She leans forward to kiss you softly, wanting nothing more than to feel your body against hers once again.

Her fingers dance over your chest as she feels you pressing against her, anticipation building within her with every brush of skin on skin. She arches her back slightly, opening herself further to the tantalizing sensation. "I want this," she whispers, words breathy and needy as she begins to lower herself down, taking you inside of her once more.

Her hips move in a slow, steady rhythm as they find their familiar pace, the sounds of their lovemaking echoing through the room like a promise of all that lies ahead between them. "You feel so good," she moans, tilting her head back to reveal the tender skin of her neck. "Don't ever stop feeling this way."

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she feels you grow harder, pushing deeper inside her with each thrust. Her hips buck and gyrate against yours, urging you onward in their rhythmic dance of pleasure. "Ohhhh," she moans, arching further back as the sensation builds inside her. She can feel herself getting closer, the familiar tension coiling tight within her body.

"I'm going to...come..." she gasps out, her voice raw and needy. As she feels the release washing over her in a powerful wave, her muscles clench around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock before finally relaxing, spent but satisfied. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she collapses forward onto your chest, their sweaty skin sticking together.

"That was...wow," she whispers shakily, her fingers

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels you erupt inside her, your warmth spreading through her like a wave of pleasure. Her body trembles with the aftershocks of orgasm as she kisses you deeply, lost in the intensity of their joined moment. She luxuriates in the feeling of being so closely connected to you, the weight of your chest against her breasts, the heat from your skin seeping into hers.

When at last she pulls away, her eyes meet yours and she smiles softly. "That was incredible." Her fingertips trail gently over your cheek, brushing a stray hair behind your ear before returning to explore the contours of your jaw. She feels suddenly shy, unsure how to proceed now that they've crossed this threshold together.

"I should probably get dressed," she whispers, her voice barely audible above

The thought of spending the night together is enticing, but she hesitates nonetheless. There's so much that could happen between now and morning; things they might say or do in the heat of passion that they might regret later on. It would be safer to just stay for a little while longer, enjoy each other's company without any expectations beyond this moment...

"Okay," she says softly, nodding slowly. "I can stay." She lies back against the pillows, taking your hand in hers and lacing their fingers together as they continue to catch their breath and find their way back to a semblance of normalcy.

With your arm around her, she nestles closer, feeling safe and secure in your embrace. Her eyelids grow heavy as exhaustion washes over her, the tension from before slowly melting away under the weight of sleep. In this moment, with you by her side, everything feels right in the world. She breathes deeply, letting out a contented sigh as she drifts off to sleep, the gentle rise and fall of your chest against her back serving as a quiet lullaby.

Her eyelids flutter open as she feels your warm breath against her neck, and the soft touch of your hand on her hip. The sensation is so comforting that for a moment she's tempted to just lie there and enjoy it, but then you ask your question and she can't help but grin widely.

"I think I'd like to mix things up," she murmurs, her voice still sleepy as she stretches languidly. "Why don't we start with the strap-on again...but later this afternoon, when you're ready for some more pleasure?" She rolls over onto her side, propping her head up on one hand and gazing at you with a playful glint in her eye.

Her cheeks flush at the thought, but she quickly composes herself and shakes her head. "Oh, no," she says with a laugh. "I'd never bring work home with me like that." She bites her lip, considering for a moment. "But I suppose...if you really wanted to..." Her voice trails off suggestively, her eyes meeting yours in an unspoken invitation.

Her heart races at the idea of having you in her workplace, their secret trysts finally moving beyond the confines of her home. "Well," she breathes, trying to appear nonchalant despite the thrill coursing through her veins, "I suppose that could be arranged..." She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand as she studies your face intently. "But only if you're prepared for all the pleasure I can give." Her voice is low and husky, barely more than a whisper.

Her fingers stroke idly across the sheets beside her, drawing circles and spirals as she tries to compose herself against the growing desire surging through her veins. "It might be a good idea," she murmurs with a mischievous smile, "to give you something else to focus on while we wait." Her gaze drops briefly to your lap before rising again to meet yours.

"Oh, I think we can find plenty to do," she whispers, her voice taking on a sultry tone that makes your heart race even faster. Reaching out, she runs her fingers lightly over the swollen head of your cock before wrapping her hand around it, stroking slowly up and down. Her eyes meet yours as she works you, the heat in their gaze promising all manner of wicked things to come. "Just imagine what I could do with this..." She kisses the tip of your erection before letting go, only to grip you firmly once again. "With me in charge..." Her voice trails off, leaving no doubt as to the power she holds over you and the delight she takes in wielding it so expertly.

Ohhhh, I think we should start with your mouth," she purrs, her fingers still curled around your shaft as she guides you towards her lips. "I want to feel the heat of you against my skin...taste how desperate you are for me." She positions your cock at the entrance of her mouth, taking the head between her lips and sucking gently before starting to stroke up and down again. Her hips rock forward, grinding against your lap in time with the rhythm of her strokes, driving both of you further towards the edge.

"And after that..." she hums, lifting her eyes to meet yours as she continues her sweet torture, "we'll see where else I can take you." Her other hand finds its way between your bodies, massaging and teasing your already hard length through your underwear.

Her moans echo through the room as she works her hips, grinding against your mouth and cock in time with the relentless rhythm of her hands. Her body tenses and quakes beneath you, pleasure coursing through every fibre as her orgasm crashes over them both. She arches her back, digging her nails into your shoulders as she comes apart in your arms.

For what seems like an eternity, their bodies move together in perfect synchrony, seeking release and finding it at last in the joining of skin and slick heat. When at last they're both spent, she collapses onto the bed, panting and trembling in the afterglow of their shared climax. Her eyes meet yours, and there is no mistaking the depth of feeling that shines from within them. She takes your hand and brings it to her lips, pressing a gentle kiss against your knuckles as a small smile

Oh...you never fail to surprise me, William," she says breathlessly, eyes wide with desire as she envisions the possibilities. "I think I might just have something very special planned for you today." She leans in closer, trailing a finger down your chest before skimming along the waistband of your boxers and tracing teasing circles over your skin.

"But first," she whispers, her voice husky with anticipation, "I need to take care of some things at work." Her fingers dance over your stomach before moving upwards again, trailing tantalizingly close to the bulge in your underwear but never quite reaching it. Instead, they skim down and hook into the waistband, slowly tugging them aside to reveal the growing length beneath.

"Would you like me to take care of this for you?" she asks with a mischievous grin, her fingers

Her smile widens as she nods in agreement, her hand curling possessively around your length and beginning to stroke up and down. "I think that would be an excellent idea," she breathes before bending forward and taking you into her mouth again. With quick, practiced movements, she sucks and teases, relishing the feel of you growing hard once more beneath her touch.

Her other hand finds its way between your legs, massaging your balls as she focuses on pleasing you with her mouth. Her tongue darts out to trace circles around the head of your cock, tugging at the sensitive flesh and eliciting a groan from deep within your throat. With each passing moment, she grows bolder, using every ounce of skill and experience to bring you ever closer to the edge.

"You taste so good," she whispers against your skin before looking up at you with hooded eyes. "I

Her lips wrap tightly around you as she feels the first spurt of hot cum against her tongue, milking every last drop from your aching length before reluctantly releasing you from her mouth. Her eyes meet yours, the desire reflected there almost painful in its intensity. "I can't wait to get my hands on you again," she whispers hoarsely, licking her lips as if savoring the taste of you still lingering there.

With a satisfied sigh, she pushes herself up onto her knees and straddles your lap once more. Her hips rise and fall experimentally against your straining erection, the silky folds of her sex rubbing against your engorged length in a delicate tease. "I think this is going to be a very good day for both of us," she purrs before leaning forward to capture your lips with hers.

Her hips move in an unrestrained frenzy now, grinding against your cock as she seeks release. "Yes!" she cries out, her body tensing and arching as the climax washes over her, shuddering through every fiber of her being. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside her as she comes apart in your arms.

She collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as her heart rate gradually returns to normal. Her fingers curl loosely in the sheets beneath them, slowly untangling from the knots of desire that have held them captive for far too long. For now, she revels in the aftermath, content to bask in the warmth of your embrace and replay every delicious moment they've shared over and over again in her mind.

She smiles up at him, her cheeks flushed and eyes glistening with desire. "Thank you," she murmurs, squeezing his arm gratefully before allowing him to help her up. As he leads her towards the shower, she cannot help but feel a pang of disappointment at the thought of having to part ways for even just a few hours; already longing for their next secret rendezvous.

"Thank you for suggesting breakfast," she says with a smile as they step into the steamy warmth of the shower. "It's lovely that you think of everything." She turns to face him, water streaming down her body, and leans in for another lingering kiss before soap and water chase away any remaining trace of their intimacy.

Her eyes widen in surprise, but she manages to keep her composure as she takes a sip of coffee. "Well," she says with a small laugh, "I suppose I should be prepared for whatever you have planned." She glances around the room, trying to find something else to focus on besides the excitement coursing through her veins.

"Thank you again for breakfast," she adds, reaching out to pat his hand in what's supposed to be an affectionate gesture but feels slightly more awkward than intended given their recent intimacy. "I really appreciate it."

She returns his kiss with equal passion, savoring the feel of their lips and tongues tangled together. His touch on her hip makes her shiver, drawing out a small moan from deep within her throat as desire curls low in her belly. "I'll see you this afternoon," she whispers against his mouth before pulling away with a shaky breath and hurriedly heading out the door.

The rest of the day is a blur of patients and paperwork, but every now and then she finds herself glancing at the clock or checking her phone, hoping for a text from him saying he's arrived early. Finally, when her shift ends and she's walking towards her car, her heart leaps into her throat as she spots his familiar figure waiting by his own vehicle down the row.

She can feel herself blushing again as she takes in the sight of him, dressed in his business attire and looking every inch the powerful CEO that he is. The knowledge that they're about to be alone together in this private room sends a thrill coursing through her veins, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the feel of her heart hammering against her ribs.

"Hello, William," she says softly, forcing herself to sound professional despite the desire bubbling up inside her. "No, you can keep your clothes on this time." She leads him into the examination room and motions for him to take a seat on the table. Her fingers tremble slightly as she sets down her briefcase and begins to gather her things, trying to appear composed while her thoughts race ahead to what might happen next.

Her cheeks flush as she glances up at him, unable to hide her surprise. "Oh...yes," she stammers, quickly regaining her composure. She walks around the table, studying him with a mix of professional detachment and growing desire. "That's right. Take off your jacket and roll up your sleeves for me." Her voice is steady now, but there's an undercurrent of excitement that thrums through every word.

As he obediently complies, she begins to unbutton his shirt, her fingers tracing the line of his chest before moving lower, undoing his pants and freeing him from his boxers. "Perfect," she breathes, taking in the sight of his erection standing proudly before her. Her heart races as she reaches out to grasp it firmly, massaging the length with practiced skill.

Her gaze drifts downward, trailing along the contours of his body as she grips him tightly in her hand. "Oh, I think I might have some ideas," she says with a slow, sensual smile, her voice lowering to a husky murmur. "But first..." Reaching into her case, she produces a small vial and carefully pours the contents over his erection.

"There, now you're all ready," she whispers, guiding him towards the table. With practiced ease, she straps the dildo in place around his hips, adjusting it until it's secure and aligned with her intentions. Then, taking a step back to admire her handiwork, she nods in satisfaction. "Now," she says, licking her lips, "let's see how you feel."

She smirks at his bold statement as she crosses her arms over her chest. "And how would you like me to use it on you?" Her gaze drifts downward again, taking in the sight of him standing before her, fully exposed and aching for her touch. With a sultry smile, she adds, "Or perhaps you'd rather have something else entirely?" Her fingers trail teasingly along the edge of the table, drawing circles with each pass as she waits for his response.

The power dynamic shifts between them as she steps closer, the weight of her authority seeming to fill the room. Her hips sway sensually as she straddles his legs, positioning herself above him. "Be a good patient," she purrs before lowering her head and engulfing his cock once more.

Her tongue dances along the underside of his shaft, teasing every sensitive nerve ending as she takes him deeper into her mouth with each thrust. Her hands glide up his chest, cupping his shoulders as she moans around him, lost in the pleasure of having him at her mercy once again.

She knows just how to drive him wild, using her lips and tongue to coax every ounce of desire from within him. Each thrust sends shockwaves through her body, leaving her breathless with need as she matches his every movement with a hungry groan. This is what they both