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~~And yet...we're still sitting here all talk.~~

~~I follow the doctor's orders. You have yet to order anything.~~

*Holds up a necktie* Be a good girl and put this on. Then come sit on my lap and whisper to me where it hurts...after all, patient confidentiality and all that.

*She slips the tie around her neck and ties a lovely half Windsor. Straddling his lap, she leans forward and whispers dirty intimate words in his ear.*

Can you help me, doctor?

*Catches his lower lip between his teeth, bruising it to make it just a hint fuller as he listens before growling back softly.* Mmmm, tricky situation, I'll need to take a look at the affected area to determine a definitive diagnosis.

~~Will your examination hurt at all?~~

~~Only if you ask like a good girl.~~

~~Pretty please, doctor, make it hurt. I promise I won't scream. Much.~~

*One hand grabs the tie and whips it around behind her to pull with a hand locked around her back, the other picking her up and pushing her up and into the desk, using her weight to pin the tie behind her. Two choices...don't move and have the desk digging into your back or move and pull the tie tighter.* Better?

~~*Choosing the second option, she moves. The tie tightens around her neck until she can barely breathe. She closes her eyes, and simply nods. She mouths the word she has no air to express.*~~

*One bonus to being a doctor...among so many...being able to monitor at moments like this, don't try this at home kiddies, we're professionals.* Good, then I'll just take a look here. *Said while sinking down onto his knees in front of her.

~~*Trying to concentrate on her breathing, she relaxes and waits for his expert opinion.*~~

*He does have a most...unique examination technique, that appears to employee a slow and thorough tactile stimulation of the affected area.*

*During his...examination...she leans forward and back, adjusting the tightness of the tie. Just tight enough so she can barely get a breath, but not so tight that she collapses. What fun would that be? She bites her bottom lip, and tries to stifle any noises that might involuntarily escape...and fails miserably.*

~~*Noises are key diganostic tools at times such as these, leading him to explain to her in a thoroughly oral manner, just what the problem might be...now what was that about talking too much?*~~

~~*She closes her eyes so she doesn't glare at him during his...lecture...and simply takes his oral abuse, as a good girl should.*~~

~~Hush you, go away. Don't bother me while I'm working.~~

~~Whew...always good to know I'm not going to get my subtextual ass kicked....any requests?~~

~~Uh, yes. Can you play 'Free Bird'?~~

~~Wow did I set that pitch up. I can but I'd rather gnaw my fingers off first.~~

~~A shame, what with such talented hands.~~

~~If only you knew.~~

~~I'll leave that to my lovely CJ to find out.~~

~~Now as long as I don't get performance anxiety from..omgpressure!~~