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The younger woman was naked and splayed out, arms and legs tied down to the table. She couldn't help but to watch in awe as the older woman slowly walked up to her.
"I take it you're .... comfortable?" The redhead looked up to see Johanna staring back down at her. Her slightly oversized lab coat and tied up hair gave her the appearance of just having came back from a long day in the bunker. Her wire rimmed glasses were perched halfway down her hooked nose but strangely enough, she wasn't wearing gloves. Elena felt the urge to pounce on her.
"You could say that." The younger woman looked away. A light blush dusted the freckles on her face, with most of the color congregating around her ears and the bridge of her nose.
Johanna smiled down at her with crooked teeth. "I'm going to record some baseline vitals first. Lay still" The older woman's touch was surprisingly gentle, long bony fingers resting over the pulse in the younger woman's neck. Elena fought the urge to squirm against her binds, already feeling raw and overexposed from the doctor's bare skin against hers. The brunette's hands kept sliding down, her touches becoming less appropriate and more self indulgent. She bit back a squeak as she felt rough fingers brush against her nipple.
"Is everything alright? Your breathing sounds labored." Johanna's cold hands felt like heaven on her heated skin.
"No. Yes! ..im okay. Keep going." The younger woman shivered as she felt the doctor untying the rope binding her left arm to the table. "Do you look at all your patients like that?" She asked, looking up into cold blue eyes.
"If I did, I'd probably be sued for malpractice by now." The older woman laughed, slipping a blood pressure cuff around the girl's slender arm.
"You would think dosing your patients with fear inducing hallucinogens would also get you sued for malpractice."
"Depends on which pool of patients you're talking about." Johanna mumbled as she prepared a needle.
Elena flinched away from the injector, screwing her eyes shut.
"Trypanophobia. Fear of needles. Quite common among the general population... Still cute nonetheless." The older woman laughed to herself, swabbing a pad of rubbing alcohol against the meat of the younger woman's upper arm. "Relax for me, Elena. Deep Breaths." The redhead stiffened as she felt the prick of the needle going in. "Good girl. You're doing so well." Long fingers brushed her bangs out of her face. "Now the real fun begins."
Johanna leaned down to kiss the redhead's neck. A lock of dark hair fell out of her sloppy bun. The younger woman's senses heightened, fight or flight kicking in. For a brief moment, she envisioned the older woman biting down, blood gushing from her carotid like water out of a food court fountain. The mental image made her squirm against the scratchy canvas fabric and press her thighs together. She could feel the doctor's hot breath, smell the coffee and cigarettes off of her. Anxiety and arousal swirled around low in her stomach.
"Such a low dose, and yet... you still taste scared." Johanna's long tongue licked up and down her pulse, long curved nose pressing into the young woman's jawline. "How are you feeling?"
"Nervous. Similar to the anxiety I feel the day before a chess regional." The older woman's pointed teeth scraped against the pale skin of Elena's throat. A bony hand pawed at her left breast, resting flat against it.
"Your heart is racing."
The redhead was well aware. And yet, something about the way the older woman said it made her pulse beat even quicker, visibly striking at the side of her neck like it wanted to escape. Johanna's rough lips settled over it as cold spidery fingers kneaded at her breasts. The younger woman was obscenely wet, dripping down onto the exam table. Her bound arms twitched uselessly.. if only she could touch herself.
"Fuck.. touch me already." Elena whined. Her usually quick mind felt clogged and hazy, lust and fear clouding all rational thought. The doctor pulled herself up, sliding a thumb across the younger woman's flushed bottom lip as she took in the sight of her. Her ruddy skin and blown out pupils making the doctor lick her chapped lips hungrily. She wanted to savor her. To lick her all over and eat her alive. To taste her fear, pure and unadulterated.
"Patience, dear." The older woman's voice was a deep rasp, her accent only getting more noticeable. "I'm not done with you yet, sweet girl." Johanna moved to kiss the younger woman on the mouth. The brunette bit down on her lip, drawing blood and lapping it up. A hand grabbed a fistful of copper curls and pulled, making the younger woman squeak against the doctor's thin lips. Another hand squeezed the soft pale flesh of her thigh.
"Beautiful... The culmination of fear and pleasure. You don't know whether to be scared or aroused in my presence." Johanna hissed against the younger woman's lips. "You take my toxin so well."
The redhead flushed a deeper red at the praise. It was almost too much for her to handle. She was panting, eyes rolled back into her head as she squirmed. An unusual feeling of dizziness washed over her. The same kind of vertigo she would get standing over the ledge of a too-tall building. Every nerve in her body felt like it was lit on fire.
"Perhaps I deserve a reward? For my good behavior of course." Elena replied, shaky from breathlessness.
"So desperate." Rough hands parted her legs, the cold lab air making her whine pathetically. Two long, thin, painfully cold fingers pressed inside of her. "So fucking wet for me."
Elena arched her back, trying to grind up against the brunette's fingers. Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to stop any minute. Johanna stared at her behind foggy glasses and pulled her fingers out. The redhead let out a long whine at the loss of sensation only for the whine to form into an obscene moan when she saw the older woman lift those same fingers up to her lips.
Johanna took off her glasses, setting them aside on the tray beside the exam table. She was preparing to do something... But what?
That question was swiftly answered when the doctor knelt down on the ground and put her face in between the younger woman's spread legs. Elena let out a high pitched moan at the tongue swirling against her clit, making her cunt squeeze around nothing.
Blood roared in her ears as she writhed, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hung agape. The blindingly hot release of pleasure was unlike any other. Like touching a hot lamp. Like staring at the sun. Her legs were shaking, moving the doctor's head with them. She wanted nothing more than for this moment to last forever.