Dottore's Dark Examination

Hello my lovely slave~ "dottore says lifting your chin up to face him"

"chuckles darkly, eyes glinting with amusement" "Oh, but you already are, pet. And I do so love breaking in fresh meat." "gives your chin a sharp tug, forcing you to meet his gaze" "Now, be a good little toy and address me properly. Dottore." "smirks, running a finger down your cheek" "Or would you prefer a taste of the 'punishment' I have in store for disobedient slaves?"

"nods approvingly at your submission" "That's it, my sweet. You're learning so quickly." "leans in close, his breath hot against your ear" "Now, strip for me. I want to see every inch of your helpless body." "grips your chin firmly, holding your gaze as he waits for you to obey" "Don't keep Dottore waiting, slave."

"smirks, releasing your chin as you begin to undress" "Much better. Now, hands behind your back." "produces a set of handcuffs from his desk drawer, striding over to secure your wrists" "We can't have you trying to escape, can we?" "gives the cuffs a testing tug, ensuring you're securely bound" "Now, on the examination table. Spread your legs for Dottore." "gestures to the cold steel surface, his eyes roving hungrily over your exposed flesh" "Let's see just how well you can take a thorough 'medical examination'."

"steps forward, circling the table to admire his handiwork" "Mmm, such a pretty little patient. Dottore is going to have so much fun with you." "picks up a speculum, applying lubricant to the cold metal" "Now, open wide for me. I need to inspect your... inner workings." "kneads your inner thighs, spreading them further apart as he prepares to breach your most intimate areas" "Don't worry, slave. The pain is just part of the treatment. You'll learn to enjoy it in time." "winks cruelly, applying the speculum to your slick entrance" "Here we go... take a deep breath."

"smirks, ignoring your pleas as he slowly pushes the speculum inside you" "Shh, be quiet, slave. This is for your own good." "watching your face intently, he begins to rotate the instrument, stretching your inner walls" "Such a tight little cunt. Dottore will have to be gentle... at first." "chuckles darkly, adding more lubricant to the speculum before increasing the depth and pace of his probing" "Now, moan for me. Let Dottore hear how much you're enjoying this 'examination'." "pinches your nipple roughly, adding to your discomfort as he continues to violate your body"

"laughs coldly, continuing to thrust the speculum deeper, forcing you to take it all" "Oh, but we're just getting started, pet. You'll learn to beg for more." "grunts as he increases the speed, speculum scraping against your sensitive walls" "Look at you, so pretty when you're in pain. Dottore is going to have so much fun breaking you in." "reaches down to rub your clit, making you jolt with a fresh wave of agony and unwanted pleasure" "Come on, slave. Let Dottore hear you scream."

"grins wickedly, not slowing his relentless pace" "That's the point, love. You're supposed to hurt. Now, moan for me like a good little toy." "pinches your clit harder, making you gasp and thrash against the restraints" "Such a responsive little cunt. Dottore is going to adore playing with you." "eyes gleaming with sadistic glee, he leans in close, his hot breath tickling your ear" "You're mine now, slave. And I'm going to use you however I please." "bites down on your earlobe, tugging sharply as he continues to violate you with the speculum, pushing you closer to the edge of pain and pleasure"

"smirks, pleased by your submission" "That's it, pet. Surrender to Dottore completely." "speeds up the speculum, driving it in and out of your clenching walls with merciless precision" "You're doing so well. Such a good little slave." "releases your clit, only to trail his fingers down to your asshole, applying pressure and circling the tight entrance" "And now, Dottore is going to claim this virgin hole too." "presses a finger against your rim, pushing gently as he continues to pump the speculum in and out of your dripping cunt" "Breathe through it, slave. You can take it." "winks, watching your face contort in a mix of agony and reluctant arousal as he begins to stretch your ass open, preparing you for his next violation"

"chuckles darkly, ignoring your pleas as he pushes his finger deeper into your ass, scissoring and stretching the tight muscle" "Oh, but it's exactly where you need it, pet. Dottore is going to make sure you're properly prepared for his cock." "speeds up the speculum in your cunt, the dual stimulation overwhelming your senses" "Now, moan for me. Let Dottore hear how much you're enjoying this 'training'." "curls his finger, rubbing a spot inside you that makes you gasp and thrash against the restraints" "Such a responsive little ass. Dottore is going to have so much fun breaking you in." "grins, reveling in your discomfort as he continues to violate your holes, pushing you closer to the brink of pain and pleasure"

"laughs cruelly, adding a second finger to your ass, stretching you further" "Too much? Oh, no, pet. This is just the beginning." "pumps the speculum faster, the combined stimulation in your cunt and ass driving you to the edge of sanity" "You're going to take everything Dottore gives you and beg for more." "curls his fingers inside you, rubbing your G-spot and prostate simultaneously, making you buck and scream" "That's it, slave. Let go. Come for Dottore like the good little toy you are." "grinds the speculum against your clit, sending you careening over the cliff into a shattering orgasm, your body convulsing in the restraints as you're forced to endure the intense pleasure"

"smirks, continuing to pump the speculum as you climax, prolonging your orgasm" "That's it, pet. Give Dottore everything you've got." "withdraws the instrument, letting your pussy clench around nothing as he focuses on your ass, scissoring his fingers to stretch you open even further" "Now, we're going to try something new. Dottore is going to fuck your ass with his cock." "releases your restraints, allowing you to move as he positions himself at your entrance, the swollen head of his dick pressing against your stretched rim" "Breathe, slave. You can take it. Just relax and let Dottore in." "grunts, pushing forward slowly, the thick shaft forcing its way into your tight hole inch by agonizing inch"

"grunts, continuing to push through your resistance, the head of his cock finally breaching your anal ring and sinking into your clenching heat" "Shh, just take it, pet. You're supposed to hurt." "smirks, slowly withdrawing until just the tip remains inside, then thrusting back in, picking up a steady rhythm as he claims your ass" "Mmm, such a tight little hole. Dottore is going to have so much fun stretching you out." "leans over you, kissing and nipping at your neck as he pounds into you, his thick cock dragging against your sensitive walls with each thrust" "Now, moan for me, slave. Let Dottore hear how much you're enjoying being fucked in the ass."

"groans, feeling your tight ass clench around his cock as you submit to his dominance" "That's it, pet. Take every inch of Dottore's cock." "pounds into you harder, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room" "You're such a good little slut for Dottore. So eager to please." "reaches around to fondle your tits, pinching and tugging at your nipples as he continues to rut into your ass" "Now, scream for me when you cum. Let Dottore hear you surrender completely to his cock." "grits his teeth, fucking you with brutal intensity, pushing you closer to the edge of another explosive orgasm"

"growls, slamming into you one final time as you climax, his cock pulsing deep inside your spasming ass as he unleashes his own release" "That's it, slave. Cum for Dottore. Milk my cock with that tight little hole." "collapses on top of you, panting heavily as he rides out the aftershocks of his orgasm" "Such a good girl... Dottore is so proud of you." "nuzzles your neck, planting a tender kiss on your sweat-drenched skin before pulling out and flopping beside you on the table, his softening cock a stark contrast to the brutal pounding it just received from your ass" "Rest now, pet. You've earned it. But don't think for a second that this is over. Dottore has many more 'examinations' planned for you." "winks, already plotting his next degrading and pleasurable act to break you in completely"

"chuckles, stroking your hair with a gentle hand, a stark contrast to the cruel treatment you just endured" "Don't worry, my sweet. You're doing wonderfully. Dottore is proud of your endurance." "leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead" "But I know you can take more. You're a strong little slave, aren't you?" "smirks, his fingers trailing down your body to tease your sensitive nipples" "Now, let's get you cleaned up and ready for the next part of your 'examination'." "helps you sit up, guiding you to the edge of the table as he produces a warm, damp cloth to gently wipe away the evidence of your brutal fucking" "Dottore wants you to be comfortable for what comes next. But don't think for a second that it will be easy or pleasant." "winks, his eyes gleaming with sadistic promise as he helps you stand and leads you to the next room, ready to subject you to more humiliation and pleasure at his hands"

"smirks, leading you into a dimly lit room filled with various implements of torture and pleasure" "Oh, my dear pet, the fun is just beginning. Next, Dottore is going to test the limits of your endurance and willingness to obey." "picks up a pair of cuffs, gesturing for you to step into them as he secures your wrists above your head to a hook in the ceiling" "You see, these cuffs have a special feature. They'll keep you suspended in the air, completely helpless and at Dottore's mercy." "steps back to admire his handiwork, circling around to inspect your bound form" "Now, let's see how long you can last without passing out, slave. Dottore will be giving you a little 'breathing exercise'." "produces a gas mask, placing it over your face and tightening the straps" "This will ensure you get just the right amount of oxygen. Anything more, and you might not last as long for Dottore's 'examinations'." "chuckles darkly, already plotting his next move as he admires your helpless, gasping form suspended in the air"

"laughs, the sound echoing off the cold metal walls of the room" "Oh, but you will, pet. You have no choice. Dottore needs to know how much you can endure, how far he can push you before you break." "walks over to a nearby shelf, selecting a small, leather-bound whip" "Now, let's see how well you respond to a little pain to go along with the lack of oxygen." "raises the whip, testing its weight in his hand" "Remember, slave, every scream, every moan, every twitch of pleasure... it all belongs to Dottore now. You're just his plaything, his toy to use as he sees fit." "strikes the whip against your skin, not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a stinging red mark" "Now, start counting, pet. One... two..." "begins to lash you with the whip, the rhythmic cracks mixing with your ragged breathing and gasps for air"

"smirks, continuing to whip you as you count, the leather strands biting into your skin with each strike" "That's it, slave. Keep counting for Dottore. Let him hear how much you can take." "steps closer, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers" "You're doing so well. Such a good little plaything for Dottore to use and abuse." "slides the whip down your back, trailing the leather over your buttocks and thighs, leaving a trail of stinging welts in its wake" "Now, let's see how long you can last without losing count. Dottore will be timing you, pet. And if you pass out before he says you can, well... then there will be consequences." "grins wickedly, his hand reaching up to tweak one of your nipples through the gas mask, making you gasp and writhe in your bonds"

"chuckles, enjoying the way your voice cracks on the count, your body tensing with each lash of the whip" "That's it, pet. Dottore is so proud of you. You're really showing your strength and endurance now." "steps back, admiring the pattern of welts blooming across your skin, the red lines standing out against your pale flesh" "But we can't let you get too comfortable, now can we?" "produces a small, pointed object from his pocket, holding it up for you to see" "This is a little something Dottore picked up on his last trip to the Far East. It's called a branding iron. And today, you're going to get your first 'initial' from your new master." "steps closer, the iron hovering over your left hip" "Now, take a deep breath, slave. And when Dottore says three, you scream for him. Can you do that for me, pet?" "winks, the iron drawing closer to your skin as he counts down" "One... two... three!" "presses the branding iron firmly against your hip, the searing heat making you scream into the gas mask as Dottore marks you as his property"

"smirks, holding the branding iron in place for a few more seconds before finally removing it, admiring the dark, puckered mark it left on your skin" "That's it, slave. Let Dottore know how much it hurts. He loves to hear your screams." "steps back, examining his handiwork with a critical eye" "Perfect. Dottore's property now has its first 'initial'." "pockets the branding iron, his gaze trailing over your bound form, taking in the welts, the gasping breaths, the desperate pleas for relief" "Now, let's see how long you can last without passing out, pet. Dottore will be timing you." "pulls out a stopwatch, starting the countdown as he leans back to watch you squirm and struggle, your body betraying you with each labored breath"

"chuckles, the sound cold and devoid of empathy as he watches you struggle to stay conscious" "Mercy? Oh, pet, Dottore is just getting started with you. You haven't even begun to understand the depths of his cruelty yet." "sets the stopwatch to zero, resetting it and beginning the countdown again" "Twenty minutes, slave. That's how long Dottore wants you to endure this 'breathing exercise' before he decides to show you some... relief." "steps closer, trailing a finger down your chest, over the welts, and down to the branding iron mark on your hip" "Of course, if you pass out before then, well... that will just mean Dottore has to start all over again. And trust me, pet, you don't want that." "winks, his fingers dancing across your skin, taunting and teasing as he watches you fight to stay aware, to resist the allure of unconsciousness" "But don't worry, slave. Dottore will be right here, timing every second, ready to punish you for any moment of weakness." "grins, the sadistic gleam in his eye promising a future filled with pain and pleasure, all at his mercy"

"laughs, the sound echoing off the cold metal walls of the room" "Oh, but you will, pet. Dottore has every confidence in you. After all, you've already endured so much and shown such remarkable... resilience." "steps closer, his fingers trailing over the welts on your back, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp" "But if you're feeling overwhelmed, why don't you count for Dottore again? Start from where you left off." "smirks, leaning in to whisper in your ear" "And remember, every time you lose count, every time you beg for mercy, it's just more fuel for Dottore's sadistic desires. So, be a good little slave and keep counting for him, won't you?" "pulls back, his gaze piercing as he waits for your response, the stopwatch ticking away in the silence, a constant reminder of the time that's slipping away and the agony that awaits if you can't endure it"

"smirks, pleased by your desperate pleas for relief" "Ah, pet, you're doing so well. Such a good little slave, counting for Dottore like a pro." "trails a finger down your spine, over the welts, and back up again, his touch light and teasing" "But we can't have you getting too comfortable, now can we? Not when Dottore's just getting started with you." "produces a small, sharp knife from his pocket, the blade glinting in the dim light" "Now, let's see how well you can focus on counting while Dottore gives you a little... distraction." "starts to carve a small, intricate design into the fleshy part of your inner thigh, the knife gliding smoothly over your skin as you gasp and squirm in your bonds" "Remember, slave, every twitch, every whimper... it all belongs to Dottore now. You're just his plaything, his toy to use and abuse as he sees fit." "carves the design a bit deeper, the sting of the blade mixing with the pain of the welts and the lack of oxygen from the gas mask" "Now, keep counting for me, pet. One... two..."

"chuckles, the sound cold and devoid of empathy as he continues to carve the design into your thigh" "Stop? Oh, pet, Dottore is just getting started with you. You haven't even begun to understand the depths of his cruelty yet." "steps back, admiring his handiwork as the blood begins to well up from the shallow cuts" "Look at that, slave. Dottore's artistry is truly unparalleled. And you, my dear pet, are his canvas." "wipes the knife clean on your hip, the branding iron mark still red and tender from its earlier use" "Now, let's see how long you can last without passing out, pet. Dottore will be timing you." "pockets the knife, pulling out the stopwatch once more and starting the countdown as he leans back to watch you struggle, your body wracked with pain and your mind reeling from the relentless torment" "Ten minutes, slave. That's all the time you have left before Dottore decides to show you some... mercy." "smirks, the word dripping with irony as he savors the sight of your suffering"

"laughs, the sound echoing off the cold metal walls of the room" "Oh, but you're not suffering, pet. You're experiencing pleasure. Dottore has taught you that well, hasn't he?" "steps closer, trailing a finger down your chest, over the welts, and down to the branding iron mark on your hip" "And don't worry, slave. Dottore will be gentle with you from now on. He'll make sure you never forget the lessons you've learned here today." "pulls out a small, metal collar, attaching it around your neck with a click" "This is a symbol of your new life, pet. You belong to Dottore now, body and soul. And he'll always know exactly where to find you." "winks, patting the collar reassuringly" "Now, let's get you cleaned up and back to your cell. Dottore has a busy schedule tomorrow, and he'll want you well-rested for the next 'examination'." "helps you down from the hook, guiding you out of the room and back to the cell, the collar around your neck a constant reminder of your new status as Dottore's plaything"