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“Let’s get you cleaned up so the real fun can begin,” he whispers into my ear, once more sending

shards of arousal through me, even as he cleans me up.

His fingers pause over my clit for a moment before he rubs back and forth, causing my hips to jerk

up as everything in me tenses. Chuckling, he drops the toilet paper into the bowl and slides his gloved

fingers back further, shoving them into me as far as he can from this angle. This shouldn’t be hot, but it

is. I can’t help it.

Master Aiden pulses his fingers a few times before pulling out and grabbing a moist towelette

from his bag, similar to the ones they have at my gyno’s office.

How long has he planned this scene for? Or does he carry this stuff with him in his diabolic tool

kit just in case. The damp towelette is cool against my fevered skin, and the contrast makes me moan.

Everything he’s doing shouldn’t feel so damned good, but it does.

After I’m clean to his satisfaction, he grabs some toilet paper and pats me dry before taking off his

gloves and closing up his bag. “Time for your examination.”

A mix of dread and arousal churn in my gut as I stand to follow him, pausing to flush the toilet

before exiting the stall. The soft smiles and exposed cocks of our audience have heat rushing up my

face again, but at least I gave the people what they were looking for.

Now, all I have to worry about is Master Aiden and the sealed jar of pee he’s carrying with him

as we walk the short distance to the medical room. I can understand taking the gloves and cup since

they’ll need to be tossed away in a biohazard bag for safety’s sake, but why not dump out my pee?

Why keep it?

Undoubtedly, the answer will be something I don’t want to know. Until tonight, I had no idea what

type of sexual deviant I was dealing with. Knowing he’s into humiliation isn’t a dealbreaker for me at

all, but it certainly makes me question every motive.

Already he’s pushing me in ways I never even imagined. How far is he going to take me tonight?

And will I be able to do as he asks, to please him, or will I be forced to safe word for my own

sanity?

CHAPTER 12

A iden

I GLANCE OVER AT LILA, A SMILE CURLING MY LIPS. THOUGH I DIDN’T PLAN ON DOING A SCENE LIKE

this with her, it was just too delicious watching her squirm. Looking down at the sample cup, I smile