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“At the moment, Doctor, it’s the only place that matters to me.”
That was not entirely true, I was quite interested in the man before me, but it didn’t change my end game.
He leaned back, his eyes narrowing as he processed my responses. If I wasn’t careful, he’d let on to my deceit. He was my way out of this place, and my ticket back into purgatory.
All that remained was convincing him of the truth.
“Have you ever sinned, Doctor?” Changing tactics, I kept my expression serious.
His laugh was hard, and it held that tinge of nervousness that was so easy to read. “I suppose everyone sins.”
I nodded, interested that he didn’t try to change the subject. “What about carnal sin, Doctor?”
His eyes met mine swiftly, and it was apparent he knewexactlywhat I was talking about.
“My first encounter at Wonderland came in the form of a predatory cat,” I continued, “A conniving, evil cat. One who enjoyed showing his claws when he didn’t get his way.” And healwaysgot his way. I knew that better than anyone.
The doctor tilted his head to the side, listening intently as I spoke about this man as if he were an apparition of some sort. The doctor’s body immediately stiffened and then slowly relaxed, remembering not to show his true feelings, but I didn’t miss the fact that he somehow knew the vile man whom I was speaking about.
“I remember his grunts as he fucked me.” The doctor’s eyes widened slightly. “The way his long cock would stretch and mold me to him night after night. I hadn’t wanted it at first, but he liked a good fight. He liked to force me to be his. I’d bet you’d like that too, wouldn’t you, Doctor?”
I stared briefly at the bulge he kept trying to hide, noticing how his eyes were dark and focused with unfulfilled hunger. “Please, continue, Alice.”
Smiling mischievously, I slightly parted my thighs in the chair. “Yes, Sir. Before long, my pussy begged him for it, wanting the feel of him inside of me. In the end, that’s all I was to him, a body to control, to bend to his will, to manipulate as he reached his own pleasure. I bet that’s something that intrigues you, Doctor. To find out how to control me just like The Cat did. To perch me on that cock of yours and make me your own personal fuckdoll.”
“I don’t wish to control you, Alice, let alone use you.”
“But what if I told you Iwantedto be used?” I watched as he shifted once again in his seat, his hands diving across his pants and tugging the material away from his pulsing arousal. “That Ineededto be controlled.”
“Your sexual preferences are not the topic of conversation here.”
Oh, but they were about to become the conversation. “They’re not? And here I thought you wanted to get to know me. In order to do that, Doctor, you’ll have to endure my story ashardas that may seem to you.”
His glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose and he slid them back up, clearing his throat. “I want to know what’s so special about Wonderland.”
“Well then, if that’s what you wish to gain knowledge of, then you need to accept the fact that this is who I am, and that Wonderland is a part of me.”
He looked down at his notes, but he didn’t write a word down. He was contemplating his next question and I allowed it. The good doctor was torn between his own wants and needs and the clinical distance that he was supposed to have with a patient.
My ploy was working.
“Tell me more about thisCat. What was his name?” His eyes met mine, a challenge in their depth, and I smiled, refusing to be cornered by him once again.
Pausing, I was caught off guard by the question. I supposed it was a valid one, but the answer wasn’t cut and dry. Frowning, I tried to discern any recollection of The Cat’s real name, but all I could remember of him were traces of shadows, and the feel of his powerful presence. The thought was frustrating, and I ignored him, continuing on as if he hadn’t asked me a thing.
“He was my ideal in every way. All lean muscle and temptation packed into one hard body. Much like yours.” I let my eyes linger once more on the bulge in his pants as a thin line of sweat began to bead up along the doctor’s upper lip. I had this urge to lick it off and let the salty taste of him linger on my tongue.
He tapped his pen on the pad he held perched on his lap. A brow arched, and an underlying amusement put me on edge. “Acatwas your ideal?”
Ignoring him once again, I continued. “See, whenhishands are on me, I respond in ways no woman should. That’s the power he wields over me. That’s the type of power he’ll hold overyou, Doctor.”
“Power is given, Alice. I have nothing he wants.”
Was he really so blind?“Wrong, Doctor.”
He tilted his head, that curiosity playing in his eyes again. “How so?”
“You haveme.”
