She considered that, considered what it was like when she would operate on people. And he was right, wasn't he? There was a thrill. Of having someone's life in her hands. Of cutting someone open. It was a distinctly intimate experience, even if the person on the table wasn't...and hopefully would never be...conscious of it.
"Maybe that's part of why I couldn't operate after accidentally killing one of my patients," she mused. "It's only thrilling when you know you're in control."
She smiled at his enthusiasm for being able to pleasure her even when they were apart. There was an element of ownership to it, the idea that when she was in need of sexual satisfaction she would turn to him, no matter where she was. She wondered if he'd want her to promise to tell him every time she was aroused. Or want her to beg for her release.
Both ideas thrilled her. The idea of being owned by him thrilled her.
"Let me know where I can pick it up," she said, and took another bite of steak.
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Date: 2020-05-25 04:29 am (UTC)"Maybe that's part of why I couldn't operate after accidentally killing one of my patients," she mused. "It's only thrilling when you know you're in control."
She smiled at his enthusiasm for being able to pleasure her even when they were apart. There was an element of ownership to it, the idea that when she was in need of sexual satisfaction she would turn to him, no matter where she was. She wondered if he'd want her to promise to tell him every time she was aroused. Or want her to beg for her release.
Both ideas thrilled her. The idea of being owned by him thrilled her.
"Let me know where I can pick it up," she said, and took another bite of steak.