Page 6 of Dr. Billionaire
The nerve of this guy! Yes, he was super-hot, and yes, she was prepared to accept some amount of weirdness from a guy she met through this particular website. Chloe had warned her about that, after all. But how dare he make her dress in this ugly gown and then give her a hard time about wearing her own underwear underneath it?
If she was honest with herself, though, what was making her the most flustered was the fact that despite all of her outrage, she could feel a wet spot growing on her panties. The panties that she now strongly suspected Mark would ‘deal with her’—whatever that meant—for wearing.
“I’ll tell you what,” he said. “If you take your bra off and your nipples aren’t achingly hard, I won’t punish you for leaving it on.”
Even without knowing what he had in mind, her pussy clenched at the word ‘punish’.
Fuck him.
Jenna had the urge to take her bra off as quickly as possible to prove him wrong, but she hesitated. It wasn’t like a man had never seen her breasts before, and she couldn’t even say she was surprised to be showingthisman her breasts tonight, but she had a sneaking suspicion that her nipples would indeed be ‘achingly hard’ as he had put it in his infuriatingly-sexy-asshole tone.
If they were, it was just because this was a chilly room, and because fuck him twice that’s why. Definitely not because she was actually turned on by him or his bullshit doctor schtick.
Then why are you soaking wet?
Shit.
He was going to see that too in a moment, no doubt. Fuck him thrice.
Indignantly, Jenna reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away to join the gown that was pooled on her lap.
She only had to look at Mark’s expression and the way his eyes seemed to darken a shade to know that her nipples were just as shamefully stiff as he’d predicted. He circled a finger teasingly over one of them, then the other, and she felt them perk up even more.
“Your body knows what you need, my naughty little patient, even if your mind is telling you otherwise,” he intoned.
All Jenna could do was blush.
Sliding the stethoscope from around his neck, Mark inserted the earpieces into his ears and moved the chest piece to rest on her left breast. Jenna gasped as the cool metal contacted her warm skin, and a slight whimper escaped her lips as he began to slowly circle it around her chest, placing his other hand on her naked back to steady her.
“Your heart rate appears to be accelerated,” he said with a sly smile when he was done.
Removing the stethoscope from his ears and placing it back around his neck, he reached around her to tug open the second set of ties. Jenna couldn’t help but close her eyes as she felt him pull the fabric away from her body. He made a tsking sound, and she opened first one eye and then the other to see him folding her gown and bra and placing them on a nearby shelf.
“Very, very naughty,” Mark said as he turned to face her again, his gaze lowering to rest directly on the offending black lacy panties she wore as she sat shivering on the table.
Jenna reached her hands up to cover her breasts, which were suddenly feeling cold and very vulnerable.
“Let’s take care of your punishment before the rest of your exam, young lady.”
CHAPTER 3
Mark was in awe of how Jenna was responding to her examination so far. He’d had a feeling about her from her profile alone, but the way she had reacted to him during their dinner together had confirmed that Jenna was exactly the kind of girl he had been searching for. She was smart and quick witted, but she seemed to take comfort in the fact that he didn’t hesitate to make decisions for her. And her gorgeous body was responding to his touch and his words perfectly.
Seeing her now, trembling, bare except for her black panties, her eyes showing a combination of shame and lust, it was nearly impossible not to free his rock-hard cock from his scrubs right then and there and fuck her tight holes one after the other.
All in due time.
For now, he had her “naughty behavior” to deal with, and he could tell by her blush and the clench of her thighs that it was perhaps his strictness she was responding to most of all.
“Have you ever been spanked before, Jenna?” he asked, and he could tell instantly from her look that she hadn’t.
Jenna scrunched her nose up, as if deep in thought. “I was with a guy once who was into that, I think. He used to smack my ass a few times whenever we had sex,” she answered almost proudly, as if she had one-upped him by knowing about one of his kinks.
Mark smiled. She hadn’t struck him as a virgin, but she also came off as a girl who was trying to sound more experienced than she was in reality. Now it was time to have a little fun with her inexperience.
He dragged a straight-backed, armless chair in front of the exam table, then offered Jenna his hand. She took it, and he helped her to hop down from the table before he sat in the chair, guiding her to stand in front of him. He took both of her hands in his.
“Let me explain to you what’s about to happen, my naughty patient.” Jenna’s eyes lowered, and he used a finger to lift her chin until she made eye contact before continuing. “When you’re naughty during your exam, or really anytime when you’re around me, I’m going to take you over my knee. I’m going to pull down your little panties, and I’m going to spank your beautiful bottom until it’s bright pink. Maybe sometimes even bright red if you’ve been a very bad girl.”
