MY DOCTOR IS A PERVERT [pt. 1]
After noticing him stalking her for a while, she finally faces him with ruthlessness and questions his intentions. And during playing and dominating his body, finds out that the doctor truly likes her.
Female's P.O.V~
"Why are you following me?" I boomed, staring right into his astounded and fearful eyes, pinning his hands against the wall in an empty hospital room.
Tall, masculine, and fierce in features, he was the doctor in charge of my friend, admitted for an injury caused by an accident.
From the way he talked, walked, and carried himself, he always seemed very proud, confident, and dutiful to me.
But instead of my friend, an injured patient, he was stalking me every time I visited my friend, keeping his eyes on him, and allowing me a deeper view of his personality.
He was so much more than he showcased to the world, and I wondered what layers he was hiding behind that strong veil.
That is why I did not mind his obsession with me until he started crossing the lines.
He was doing the same thing that day as well; he was stalking me when I yanked him into that empty room and pinned his hands against the wall, even though he was taller than me.
The quiet boomed in the room after I questioned his behavior, his calm eyes turning restless, like his body, before he answered, stuttering, "No -- no, I'm not!"
I was right about him. He did behold something interesting about him. The thought of it churned my stomach.
"Do you think I'm a fool?" I questioned again, squeezing his wrists tight on the wall, and added, "I've seen you following me many times."
His already astounded eyes turned fearful, wandering, his lips sealed together without a word, palpitating.
At that moment, he looked delicate and breedable, the absolute opposite of his normal demeanor.
"I bet you have nothing to say now!" I smirked when suddenly he squeezed his eyes shut, clenched his jaw, and blurted. "I like you!"
I wasn't surprised at all. I was, in fact, amused and thrilled.
"Is that why you have been following me?" I questioned, watching him open his eyes and answer,
"No. I don't know why I did that."
"You're a doctor. You seem so in control of yourself, so manly and responsible, yet you don't know why you did that?" I questioned as I released his hands and pushed him to his knees, watching his eyes get astounded once again.
Even through astonishment, he did not hesitate. He simply sat on his knees and looked hesitatingly at me, looking like a big softy in a doctor's coat in front of me.
"Do you stalk everyone, then? Without a thought?" I questioned as I pressed the sole of my heel to his crotch, and felt how hard he already was, while he stuttered. "No - no. That's not it."
"Then why were you stalking me, if it's not because you like me?" I continued, as I set my bag on the floor and applied pressure to his crotch with my heel, rendering him shudder and whimper so mildly.
He was relishing that way too much for someone like him.
"Were you trying to do something wrong?" I applied more pressure to his crotch, watching him whimper more loudly while his hands grasped my leg.
He looked ever tastier and sounded like it, making me wet.
"Answer me, doctor! You're not saying anything, you're just making these dirty noises." I added and started stroking his dick with my heel, feeling his dick getting harder than possible.
"I - I wasn't trying to do anything wrong!" He moaned, digging his nails into my leg.
"Is that right?" I continued and added, "then you might have been stalking me for this."
I pressed harder on his dick.
I watched him moan with pain and bite his lips as he embraced my leg as if begging for his life.
The scene spurred my insides, driving the greater hunger inside me. I wanted to turn him dirtier at that point.
"Answer me!" I boomed, "You wanted me to do these things to you, don't you?" I pressed again, watching him whine and moan from pain. "No!"
"Then why are you enjoying this so much?" I questioned as I lifted his shivering chin up, noticing the tipsy look in his eyes, "that means, you are a whore, aren't you?" I added and felt his dick twitch against the sole.
"No! I'm a doctor!" He moaned, making me chuckle, and push two of my fingers into his mouth and command. "Suck." While I continued stroking his cock, watching him instantly obey and suck my fingers.
"Look how quickly you obey, yet you claim you aren't a whore. You even look like you've done this before." I teased, while he denied it, sagely shaking his head, his tongue twirling around my fingers.
"Then why are you sucking my fingers like a pro?" I questioned again, thrusting my fingers into his warm and salivating mouth. "Only whores suck like a pro."
His cheeks kept beaming red with embarrassment as I continued thrusting my fingers into his mouth, reaching his throat, stroking his twitching dick with my heel, while he coughed, cried, whimpered, and choked on my fingers altogether.
"You're such a whore." I boomed, watching him turn into a mess, admiring his heaving body, and I added, "You know your dick twitches every time I call you a whore. You like hearing that, don't you?"
His dick twitched again, while he shook his head again, denying my allegation as his saliva seeped through his lips.
"You need to be true to yourself, doctor." I chuckled and pulled my fingers out of his mouth, shoving him onto the wall, while I regarded his mouth dribbling a pool of saliva.
"You are a whore." I boomed and strongly began stroking his dick, aware of his stimulating body.
"Respectful doctor, can you tell me, what do you call cumming in medical terms?"
"Orgasm." He growled, shuddering like a leaf.
"Correct! Do you want it?" I questioned, and he nodded his head vigorously, looking at me with needy eyes.
"I will give it to you if you accept you're a whore." I conditioned, watching him thrust against my heel and quickly whine, "I am a whore!"
I felt chills run down my spine, pride taking over me while he growled, "You are right. I am a whore. Now please, can I cum?"
I faked contemplating, while he begged again and again until his voice turned hoarse.
Then finally I pressed his dick harder, watching him orgasm against my heel, soiling his pants like he was peeing with so much eagerness; his body trembling and his moans louder than before.
Quickly I covered his mouth, while he continued oozing out each drop he had in his ball, whispering,
"What kind of doctor are you, do you want everyone to know what you're doing here?"
He shook his head again, settling his trembling body on the floor, looking up at me with fatigue.
"I thought you had that fantasy as well," I added as I removed my palm from his lips, cleaned my heel on his pants, and picked my bag from the ground, continuing. "Give me your phone."
I dialed my number in his phone and petted his head, calling him, "Good boy. I'll see you next time when I need a whore." And left him shuddering.
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END OF THE PART 1
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