Fifty Shades of BDSM Trilogy
my
small breasts, my fit stomach, my unshaven cunt, my slender legs,
and finally to my feet. He was observing me more than anything
else, and although he was looking at parts of me that no other man
had seen before, it didn't feel dirty.
    “How does it feel being naked in front of
me?” Master Benjamin asked.
    “Green,” I replied uncertainly.
    A short laugh escaped his lips. “You can say
more than that. I want to know how you really feel. What do you
like about being naked? What bothers you about it?”
    “Well,” I thought about it. “I don't feel
like you're judging me.”
    “Good, because I'm not.”
    “And I don't particularly feel
uncomfortable.”
    “You shouldn't feel uncomfortable. You're a
beautiful woman. Did the doctor fantasy help at all?”
    “Yes, a bit,” I admitted. It certainly helped
me get used to the idea of being naked around him.
    “And what about the spanking. How did you
feel about the spanking?”
    “It was a bit awkward. I think it took me out
of the fantasy a bit.”
    “That's to be expected the first time around.
It's not very often that a doctor spanks his patients.” He smirked.
“Alright. Let's take the fantasy a bit further. Get back in the
mindset that I'm a doctor. Now, I'm going to examine you. It's
going to get a bit invasive, but I want you to concentrate the best
that you can on everything that I'm doing being professional. I
promise that I won't hurt you.”
    I did my best to recall the doctor fantasy.
Whatever he was going to do to me next, it was for my own good.
    Doctor Benjamin lifted his hands and cupped
my breasts, feeling the weight of them. My body jerked, but it was
more from the coldness of his touch than anything else. He stared
down at my chest the entire time, deadpan, as any good doctor would
when examining a patient. First, Doctor Benajmin squeezed my
breasts. Then he massaged them. While I didn't find it arousing, I
also didn't find it unpleasant. He was very gentle, and I was more
than grateful for that.
    My breath hitched as Doctor Benjamin's thumb
and forefingers slid down to grasp my nipples. Something was
happening that I had never felt before, a strange tingling below
that caused my breathing to become erratic as he twisted and
manipulated my erect nipples between his fingertips. With this
sudden change, Doctor Benjamin began working them more fervently,
observing the way that my body was no longer able to stay still. I
shifted as the tremors from his touch teased my clit, awakening
something deep within me.
    “How does that feel?” he asked finally, and I
felt that he already knew the answer.
    “Green,” I managed to breath out, so drunk
with new sensation that I couldn't think of anything else to
say.
    “Good,” Doctor Benjamin replied, pulling his
hands away, and I instantly yearned for them to return. “Spread
your legs.”
    My cheeks flushed pink, but I didn't dare to
disobey.
    “Wider,” he demanded when I only spread them
a foot apart.
    This time, I stepped several feet out,
exposing my pussy to the cool temperature. It felt exhilarating in
itself to have the cold air rush against my warm damp parts.
    Doctor Benjamin came forward until our bodies
were touching, his massive stomach practically pushed me back. I
stood my ground, grimacing slightly from the strong scent of his
flowery cologne. It was definitely not something a straight man
would wear.
    I gasped as a fat finger slid between my
legs. It pressed between my pussy lips, seeking out my clit. Now I
was uncomfortable, but I did my best not to move. The finger
explored for a bit, moving back and forth from my clit to my hole,
but not threatening to go in. In my mind, I pretended like it was a
routine examination, gaining no pleasure from it. After a few
moments, Doctor Benjamin pulled his hand back and stepped away to
analyze my expression.
    “Good. How was that?” he asked,
    I shrugged. “Green.”
    “Alright, now go lean over the table again,
and this time spread your

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