Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
"But I won't be able to do that if you're not completely honest with me."
Oh...my.
The gentleness in his voice is gone, and in its place is a dangerously soft tone that only makes my heart hammer away even as I hear myself actually whisper—-
"You're scaring me, Doctor."
"Good."
Dr. Somebody purrs the word into my ear, and the sound utterly destroys me.
Oh God.
How is he able to make that word sound both like a promise and a warning all at the same time?
"I take my work very seriously," Dr. Somebody continues in a voice that threatens and seduces, concurrently. "I don't like it when my patient is dishonest...or disobedient."
I know when I'm being baited, but since this fantasy is all about me playing dumb and worrying about nothing—-
"What happens if you catch me lying or disobeying you?"
"What do you think?"
Uh oh.
The laziness of his tone throws my mind straight into the gutter, and all I can think of is my mysterious Dr. Somebody kissing his way down my body, lazily.
Who knew someone as innocent as Temptation could be so wantonly imaginative as well?
"Would you care to take a guess?"
There's that hint of innuendo again, and it's making me feel lightheaded.
You were right after all, SFI.
These first-time phone calls are everything. The more Dr. Somebody and I talk, the less I remember who I was before all this. It's like I've been reborn, and now that I see myself as this sweet, innocent girl—-
"I really don't know, Doctor. But whatever it is, I'm sure it's to make me feel better."
It also means that from here on, everything Dr. Somebody says or does will be perfectly fine in my eyes.
"I wonder if you truly mean that."
"Oh, but I do, Doctor!"
"And if I tell you that any dishonesty or disobedience on your part merits punishment?"
Knew it.
"What say you then?"
And I am so, so down for it.
"It will be as you wish, Doctor."
"Ah."
Will it make me seem obsessed...if I say I love the sound of his 'ah'?
"Your obedience pleases me, Temptation, but...I wonder. Have you also been honest with me all this time?"
I don't say a word, and Dr. Somebody clucks his tongue.
"So you lied to me, after all."
"Yes, Doctor."
The words feel even more sinful this time, with my voice all soft and tremulous.
"I did lie to you," I admit in a small voice, "and I'm sorry that I did."
"I accept your apology," he acknowledges, "but you must understand that I can't in all good conscience leave it at that."
Remember that you're dumb, Leah.
You're dumb! Dumb! Dumb!
And so I hear myself say—-
"I understand."
"Just as good deeds must be rewarded, bad deeds cannot go unpunished."
"Oh no."
I actually feel rather impressed at how frightened I sound.
"Are you saying you intend to punish me?"
"What else can a good doctor do," he drawls rather silkily, "when his patient proves to be a very bad girl?"
I let myself whimper. "I'm a bad girl?"
"A very bad girl."
"But...I've never been punished." And crazily enough, I think that's the first bit of truth I've uttered in our entire conversation. Io has always been lenient towards me, and while Nik can be strict, he's never punished me either.
"Don't you trust me?"
No.
Or at least that's what real-life Leah would've said.
But since I'm still Temptation right now...
"I do, Doctor. Always."
"Then if I say I'll have to punish you for your own good..."
Fear skitters down my spine at his words...even as they also make my toes curl.
How is Dr. Somebody so good at making me feel so many things all at once?
"Will you let me?"
Real-life Leah would've retorted 'you wish' without hesitation, but since I'm not myself at the moment—-
"Yes, Doctor."
I can only continue to take his word as the bible's truth, and can I just say how exquisitely liberating it is to not have to worry about anything like this?
"Good girl."
My heart skips another beat, which is something it never used to do...until now.
"In the meantime—-"
There's another pause, and my instincts warn me to brace myself.
"You have yet to tell me your reason for asking about the size of my hands."
Eek!
The question still catches me off guard, and butterflies start fluttering all around my tummy again.
"Um..."
"The truth, Temptation."
My teeth sink back into my lower lip. "I really was just curious, Doctor."
"But why?" he persists in asking, albeit in the same gentle voice. "There must be a subconscious reason behind it."
"I...suppose?"
"If you close your eyes now..."
And my eyes do close, as soon as I hear him say the words.
"How do you imagine my hands would be?"
The answer is instantly clear.
"Big," I choke out. "Your hands are big."
"Big enough for what?"
My heart gallops away as I imagine my faceless Dr. Somebody reaching towards me, and his hands...
"They're big enough," I hear myself choke out, "to swallow my tits."
Oh God.
I can't believe I just said that.
"I see."
It's those two words again, but this time around they sound so blatantly lewd.