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The moans grew louder, interspersed with gasps of pain at the deep penetration as he ravaged her.

Throwing off his shirt and kicking off his shoes and pants while still buried inside her, he started to fuck her in earnest, puttingwhat must have been every ounce of his strength into each brutal thrust.

Her orgasm was terrifying.

It swept her away so completely she was certain she’d black out, but her pussy just greedily milked his cock until she felt him lose control. He groaned as her spasming muscles pulled every last drop of his seed from his engorged member.

When he finally pulled his cock free, he kissed her again, gently this time, then let her rest there on the table for a while.

“Is my treatment over?” she asked tentatively after a few minutes had passed.

“I think that’s certainly enough for today, at least,” he replied with a wink.

EPILOGUE

Six Months Later

Kirsten was waiting for him in the exam room as expected, looking as beautiful as the first time he saw her that fateful day at the CTF.

Though that day’s events had cost him his job, not once had he regretted a single moment of them, nor did he have complaints about his new consulting position at Horizon Banking Group.

All it had taken was calling in a few favors from people—including two pretty far up the food chain—whose own little indiscretions with willing-but-legally-off-limits patients he’d pretended not to see over his years working at the CTF. That had turned “fired” into “retired”, and with his years of experience and reputation and of course a couple of really heartfelt recommendation letters from those up-the-food chain people, getting a consulting gig was easy.

“I see you’re back again, Kirsten.”

“Yes, doctor. I just can’t seem to get my reports written up on time, so I’ve been rushing to finish them and there have been some mistakes…”

“I don’t think rushing through your work is the issue here, young lady. In fact, I suspect this issue has nothing to do with lack of focus or procrastination.”

“I don’t understand, doctor…”

“First of all, your boss shared with me documentation from the IT department showing that you have completed all your quarterly reports well in advance of their due dates. But every report has a single silly error—different each time, but always a minor one—that makes it difficult for it to be used efficiently, and each time she follows up with you, you take weeks to get back to her.”

“Well, I’ve had a lot on my mind, and I get distracted…”

“You’re in a good deal of trouble already, little girl. It’s not a good day to lie to me. Why don’t you tell me the truth about what you were doing?”

“I… I’m not even sure what I was doing, doctor, I guess?—”

“That if you continued to do your job poorly, you might get sent to me?”

“I guess, maybe… I was missing you, doctor,” she said, her cheeks now deeply flushed.

“I have a reputation built up over the course of many years of hard work, young lady. A reputation for not only highly effective treatments, but treatments that serve in almost every case as permanent cures for the behavior which necessitated thosetreatments. And you’ve chosen to put that reputation in jeopardy purely so you would be sent to me again. Is that correct?”

Kirsten’s eyes dropped. She seemed genuinely chastened by that.

“I’m sorry, doctor. I didn’t think about your reputation.”

“No, you didn’t. Nor did you think about the great inconvenience you were causing your boss. But neither of those are the biggest issue.”

“What’s the biggest issue, doctor?”

“The biggest issue is that you were deceiving me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Each of the times I’ve treated you over the last several months, you claimed to have learned your lesson. But in fact you were actively plotting to return to see me again, weren’t you?”

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