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Looking up and using his fingers again to lift her chin and force her to meet his eyes, he spoke. “Spread your legs to shoulder width, Kirsten. I need a better view.”

Once again, he thought she might earn herself a spanking, but once again, after a moment of hesitation, she obeyed. He stepped forward, placing himself less than a foot from her, then dropped to one knee and looked from a mere six inches away at what she had until so recently sought to hide from him.

She was even more soaked than she probably realized.

He stood up, put a hand on her shoulder, and turned her toward a full-length mirror on the opposite wall, then pointed to the arousal dripping down her thighs.

“What is this, young lady?” he asked, with a tone that was stern but not overly so.

She blushed and bit her lip in response.

“Answer my question, Kirsten, or you’ll be bent over the table for a spanking.”

“I’m… I’m sorry, doctor… For some reason… I don’t know why, but for some reason, my… my… I…” She couldn’t finish.

“For some reason, you’re very aroused. Is that what you meant to say?”

“Yes… yes, doctor.”

“Being made to blush for me excites you, doesn’t it, Kirsten.”

“No! It’s not that! It’s… I don’t know…”

Turning her to face him again, Dr. Harris slid just the tip of his finger between the lips of Kirsten’s pussy and then lifted it up to show her. It glistened in front of her eyes, and though it didn’t seem possible, her blush deepened even further.

“No matter what you try to tell yourself, your body will reveal its secrets to me, won’t it?”

“But that’s not… I’m sorry… I don’t mean to be…”

“There is no need to be sorry for the way your body responds to sexual stimuli. In fact, we will be making use of those responses during this course of treatment. You should begin to accept that now, because doing so will make everything that is coming much easier for you.”

Kirsten was in no way prepared to accept her body’s humiliating display, regardless of whether or not it might make her upcoming treatments easier to endure. She remained absolutely determined to regain control of herself, no matter what the handsome doctor might say. To that end, in a nearly subconscious movement, she snapped her legs closed.

“Kirsten, did I tell you to close your legs?”

“No doctor, but you’d already seen what you needed to see, hadn’t you?”

“Young lady, you will be assuming far more exposed positions than this. You need to get used to that right now, or you will be spending the better part of your treatment with a bright red bottom.”

There it was, another threat to spank her. Yet again, her pussy clenched.

She had to do better. She couldn’t let him know how easily her body bent to his will.

Kirsten almost laughed out loud at herself. As if he didn’t already know. Still, she took a moment to regain her composure before opening her legs again in her best attempt at a nonchalant way, or at least in as nonchalant a way as a naked young woman could spread her legs for a doctor who had just ordered her to do so after threatening to spank her.

Slipping his fingertip between the lips of her dripping pussy again, he held it up in front of her face as he had previously. But this time he didn’t just show Kirsten the evidence of her arousal.

This time he pressed his glistening digit to her pouting lips and coated them thoroughly with her own wetness.

“You will lick them clean, young lady. Perhaps tasting yourself will convince you that defiance of your body’s responses will do nothing to lessen them, and in fact will likely make them even more pronounced and embarrassing for you.”

Kirsten hesitated. She had tasted herself on only one previous occasion, when a college boyfriend had insisted that she do so, and she had disliked the experience strongly. But the doctor’sstern gaze warned her that even one more second of delay would put her at risk of being spanked.

Wanting to avoid that at all costs, she slowly, tentatively, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips thoroughly.

The taste was exactly as she remembered, but something was different. This time it wasn’t a fumbling frat boy wanting something he’d seen on a porno. It was a tall, handsome doctor who’d already stripped and spanked her that was making her taste the evidence of her body’s surrender.

That wasn’t just different, her dripping pussy forced her to admit. It was fuckinghot.

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