M is for...: A standalone medical-themed romance (Checklist Book 13) by L DuBois

Author:L DuBois [DuBois, L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781941641583
Publisher: Farm Boy Press
Published: 2021-01-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Face buried in the crook of her arm, Cali tried to ignore the feeling of the plug sliding out of her ass. She hadn’t been able to take the full length and width of that one, but as he removed it she shivered, her anus contracting spasmodically.

She listened to the sound of his footsteps walking away, returning. He dropped a blanket—no, a robe—over her back, pressing it to her shoulders. Next he unlocked the manacles, pushing her braid out of the way.

Her wrists felt light without the heavy manacles, and she pulled her folded arms under herself, hissing when her elbows pressed against her still bound and clamped breasts.

“Can you stand up for me?” Strong hands massaged her shoulders and upper arms.

Cali inched down the exam table until her toes touched the floor. She pushed herself up with her hands, her body stiff as if she’d just completed a workout.

She didn’t look at Zidan as she slid her arms into the sleeves of the robe and pulled the edges together over her chest.

She knew when he came up behind her. Knew because she could feel his presence, almost as if he gave off heat that she could sense. Or perhaps it was something more sinister—she sensed him the way prey knew a predator was close.

Zidan put his hands on her shoulders, massaging them once again before nudging her to turn around. She didn’t want to, but it would be beyond ridiculous to keep staring down at the exam table—at the wet patches on the black vinyl. Some were from sweat. But the wet smear at the end, that was evidence of exactly how aroused she’d been, how perverted she was to have enjoyed being used this way.

When she didn’t turn in response to his nudges, Zidan got more forceful, applying pressure to one shoulder until she turned to him. Cali kept her head down, not ready to look at him. To see him, talk to him, as Zidan and not the character “Master Z.”

That changed when he grabbed the edges of her robe and tugged it open, exposing her.

Cali grabbed the fabric just below where he held it in his fists and tried to yank it closed. His hold was too strong.

“The scene is over,” she snapped.

“Not entirely; we’re done with that,” he jerked his head towards the exam table, “but you’re still in bondage.” His knuckles slid over the edge of one breast. It was pink and glossy from the restricted blood flow, and her nipples had gone numb from the tight clamps.

“I can…I can do it,” she insisted, but her voice wasn’t as strong as she would have liked.

“Of course you can, but you won’t. It is my job to take care of you.”

Cali’s lip trembled, and fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. She hated how easily she cried. Inside, in her mind, she was stronger than this, but her body usually betrayed her. It made her good at her job, but times like this she wished she could hold all her emotions in, let nothing slip through.

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