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“You signed most of our forms out in the waiting room, but I prefer to get a signature on this last one after the preliminaries are out of the way and you have at least some idea of the nature of our treatments.” He held out a tablet and pointed to a spot where she could sign with her finger.

She moved to do so almost immediately, but he stopped her, now speaking with a scolding tone. “Please read the form first, Kirsten. I know patients don’t always read everything a doctor’s office gives them, but this one is worth taking the time to understand.”

As she read through the form in mounting horror, she was overwhelmed by embarrassment both at having gotten herself into this predicament in the first place and at the mere thought of experiencing any of the treatments the form described. Yet at the same time, there was also an undeniable anticipation bordering on the kind of helpless arousal she’d experienced moments ago.

With a quivering finger, she drew her signature in the indicated spot on the tablet.

“Good girl,” he said simply.

Her pussy clenched hard.She liked being his good girl.

“Now that all the preliminaries are out of the way, we’ll begin your first treatment. It’s time to remove your gown, Kirsten.”

She had known this was coming, of course. Everything implied by the document she just signed made it obvious that at some point, and probably some point soon, her gown would be coming off. But to actually be told it was time to remove it nonetheless came as a shock.

Every fiber of her being wanted to protest.

Well, not every fiber…

There was a part of her that demanded she obey without hesitation. That part told her sheshouldbe on display for the man who was about to correct her. She didn’t know if it was that shamefully-ready-to-submit part of her that won out, or the part that didn’t want another spanking, but in any case, she reached back to undo the strings of her gown.

“It’ll be easier if I take it off,” the doctor spoke, his gentle tone returning. “Stand up for me, Kirsten, and turn around.”

She did so, knowing she would be partially exposing her bottom again, but happy to hide her blushing cheeks for a moment. Besides, what did it matter? Soon he would see everything.

His fingers worked deftly to untie her gown, and then he slipped it from her shoulders.

Kirsten was bare.

CHAPTER 2

Dr. Harris surveyed the scene in front of him.

Taking his time, he allowed his eyes to move slowly past the auburn hair that hung to Kirsten’s shoulders. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was enjoying the view as his gaze wandered over her beautiful back and her even more delightfully gorgeous bottom, down her perfect legs, and all the way to her cute little feet.

“Turn around, young lady.”

Slowly, so slowly, his patient turned to face him.

About three quarters of the way through the turn, Kirsten seemed to panic. She moved one hand to cover her breasts, and the other to hide the pussy he already knew was drenched with her helpless arousal. He allowed her to do so, for now. When she completed the turn, he looked from her head to her toes, taking in the pretty face he’d already seen but which looked even prettier now with her cheeks blushing brighter pink. His eyes wandered lower to the upper curves of her breasts.

If anything, her covering herself made the scene more erotic. His eyes wandered over her tight tummy and her cute little belly button next. As with her breasts, her attempt to cover her pussy only made her pose more alluring, while at the same time building both his anticipation and almost certainly hers as well for the moment when all would be revealed.

A moment she surely knew must be coming quickly.

He was in no hurry, however. He allowed her to stand there for several more seconds before he spoke.

“Young lady, you know very well that I removed your gown because your treatment requires that I see all of you. Am I currently seeing all of you?”

“No… no, doctor, but please don’t make me… please let me keep myself covered…”

“Kirsten,” he spoke with the gentle firmness she had assuredly grown used to over the course of this exam. “I will be seeing much more of you than this before we are finished here today. Your modesty will have no role to play in this treatment program. Now, put your hands at your sides before I’m forced to add another handprint to each of those beautiful bottom cheeks.”

Kirsten’s blush deepened. Perhaps at the threat of further spanking or perhaps at the thought of removing her hands to expose her bare breasts and pussy to his view, but most likely for both reasons at once. For a moment, he thought she might refuse. Which in truth would not have bothered him. She would almost certainly earn a spanking today. A real one, not just a swat or two, and if that came sooner in the exam rather than later, he would have no complaints.

Instead, with obvious reluctance, Kirsten dropped her hands to her sides.

Her breasts were as perfect as he expected, her pink nipples stiff to the point that he imagined they must be aching. He would make sure she was aware of that in a moment, but he didn’t doubt she was already. His eyes moved lower. Her pubic hair was trimmed and her lightly furred lips were just barely obscured by its thin covering. For now, at least. She had no idea just how bare she would be in a few minutes.

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