I'm doing a lot of new things with Triage, and some no-so-new things; it's my first attempt at writing my medical play fantasies; it's my first attempt at serialization. However, like all the books I write - the play is very consensual. (Hey, it helps me sleep at night.)
Anyway - I really like this book. If you've read House of Pain - there's a doctor, Patrick in that book who appears briefly to tend to Sara when she's ill. Triage (Doctor Dom Series Volume 1) is Patrick's story - about when he meets a girl at the bar, takes her home, and finds out she wants to experience a naughty doctor's exam.
The Blurb:
***A surgeon with secrets. A woman craves to be spanked. When they get together in an examination room – what will happen next? ***
Lisa Preston has always fantasized about a doctor tying her down on the examination table, and taking her for his pleasure. When she meets Dr. Patrick Anderson at a club, will she be brave enough to tell the Doctor what she needs? And will the Doctor make her fantasies come true?
Note: This novella includes medical play, spankings, domination, graphic sexual scenes, and more.
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Lisa Preston has always fantasized about a doctor tying her down on the examination table, and taking her for his pleasure. When she meets Dr. Patrick Anderson at a club, will she be brave enough to tell the Doctor what she needs? And will the Doctor make her fantasies come true?
Note: This novella includes medical play, spankings, domination, graphic sexual scenes, and more.
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An Excerpt:
I’d never role-played before.
I’d always wondered if I’d feel silly, if it would feel contrived. But maybe
that depended on who I was playing with. Patrick had an air of effortless
command, he was very much in character, and I responded to him, his dominance causing
submissiveness in me.
“First, the basics, height and
weight,” he said, and this time, there was an undercurrent of laughter in his
voice. Oh, the jerk. He was now going to know how much I weighed. I flushed
beet red. I could stay in character, or I could not step on the scale.
I stepped on the scale, feeling
utterly naked as I moved in my mostly backless, see-through hospital gown. The
cool air hit my nipples, causing them to perk up. Patrick just grinned.
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