The doctor turns to look at you, her eyes wide with surprise. "Mr Jones, you've awakened!" she exclaims as she rushes to your side. "You've been unconscious..." She looks in your eyes and recoils immediately, but regains her composure. "Mr Jones, what color are your eyes?" Cyndi also looks into your eyes expectantly.
"What is your name, doctor?" you ask, holding her gaze.
"D-doctor Megan Maguire." she replies hesitantly.
"Megan, you are under my control. You must obey every command. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mister Jones," she replies.
"Good, now close the door." She closes the door and returns to your bedside, standing at attention and awaiting command.
"You're an attractive woman, Megan. Nice breasts." You note the ring on her finger. "Are you married?"
"Engaged to be married next summer." she replies.
"How often do you give your fiancee a blowjob, Megan?"
She wrinkles her nose. "No, never, I don't like that. My mouth is too small."
"Well, Megan, you do now. Nothing gets you hotter than a dick in your mouth. You're a cocksucker now, understand?"
"Yes," she says.
"I want you to offer your fiancee a blowjob whenever you return home from work. And remember, the best way to keep your man happy is to swallow."
The doctor nods.
"Okay, now, I'm obviously as good as new. So what you are going to do is sign me out of here tonight. My records will say that I woke up 100% recovered and no longer needed observation. You will stake your professional reputation on my complete recovery. And Cyndi, you will corroborate this. Understand, ladies?"
They nod.
"Alright, Megan, you will not remember any of this little conversation. Just get me out of here." You pause. "But give me your pager number. And if I call, you come to me, no questions asked, and do exactly what I tell you. And you are not to discuss any of it with anyone."
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