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“No.”
Her hand froze over the clothes.
“Just wrap the towel around you and come with me.”
She followed him down the dark silent hallways until he stopped at a door at the end of one hall. He punched in a code and pushed the door open.
She hesitated. It was the medical room. She felt the panic wrap around her throat as the memories of the last time she was here flooded back. She’d been spared that time.
“Go on,” Brian said, nudging her.
She stepped inside as he locked the door behind them and flicked on the lights.
He crossed to the bigger spotlights and turned them on. They sputtered to life as they slowly woke and brightened the room further. He set up the video camera and positioned it near the medical equipment, lining up what he wanted to film.
“Drop the towel,” he said.
“M-Master…”
He stepped out from behind the camera. “No one else will see it. It’s just for me. If you don’t want to do it, we can just go eat. It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” He’d closed the distance between them. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. “Will you be a good girl for me and let me do the exam? After all, I never got the full clean bill of health from the doctor on you. I need to know what I bought, don’t you think? All the other buyers get to see this.”
His tone was light, teasing. While he’d been kind to her, having a moment of teasing from him was a new side entirely. It made her want to do it.
“Drop the towel.”
Mina’s hand unclenched, and the terrycloth fluttered to the floor.
He bent his head, and his tongue flicked across first one nipple, then the other. They hardened when the cool air hit.
“Good. I want, hard pert little nipples in my film. Will you do this for me, Mina?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good girl. Get on the table. Feet in the stirrups. I’m sure you’ve been to the doctor before. You know how this goes.”
She climbed onto the table and did as he asked while he put on a white lab coat and blue surgical gloves. He snapped the gloves on. The red light on the camera blinked as it hovered over the examining table with a clear unobstructed view of her.
He picked up a clipboard with some papers on it and made a show of studying it, even though she knew he was just making a cheesy porno with her. The only thing missing was the bad music.
“Hmmmm Ms. Calloway, when was your last visit?” He looked up, clearly expecting her to go along with it.
For the smallest space of time, she felt something softer for him beginning to form. It was a terrible idea to let that seed take root, but he was playing a game with her. A lighthearted sexual game—the kind of thing she’d wanted before but had never been given. How could he be so brutal to others and do this with her?
“Ms. Calloway? It’s important that you are very honest with me about your medical history. Or else how can Itreatyou?”
“Uh… about a year,” she said.
“And how many partners have you had? I mean, I’m your doctor. Surely the exact details of your sex life are my business. I’m only trying to help you.”
He made it sound as smug and paternalistic as possible. A laugh escaped her.
Brian sat on a rolling stool and moved closer, his hands on her knees, pushing the stirrups wider apart. His intense gaze met hers, but it was tempered with amusement. “Is something funny?”
“N-no, Doctor. Nothing’s funny. Fifty partners since my last check-up,” she lied.
“Fifty!” he exclaimed. “We’ll have to test you for everything. So slutty. Nurse! I need the full panel of slut tests, stat!”
Mina held back another laugh, afraid if she laughed too much he wouldn’t finish this. Unbelievably, she wanted him to, now.
