Chapter 2: Building Tension
Dr. Jones stood by the exam table, his broad shoulders eclipsing the stark white wall behind him. He hadn't wasted any time, his hands already working to unbutton his shirt, revealing a chest that was equal parts muscle and mystery. Kindra's eyes widened as she watched, her breath hitching in her throat. She couldn't help but feel like she was on a rollercoaster, her stomach lurching as she tried to process the situation. Fear and embarrassment warred within her, a hot flush creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks.
She glanced at Ethan, who was watching Dr. Jones with an appreciative nod. "You'll be in good hands, babe," he murmured. Dr. Jones caught her gaze and gave her a reassuring smile, his dark eyes warm and steady. "Don't worry, Kindra. This isn't going to be anything like what you're imagining," he said.
Kindra swallowed hard, her eyes flicking back to his half-undressed body. "What exactly am I supposed to imagine, then?"
Dr. Jones chuckled, a soft rumble that did little to ease her nerves.
"I'm going to explain the therapy, okay? But first, let's get comfortable." He gestured to the exam table, and Kindra hesitantly climbed up, her heart pounding in her chest. Ethan took a seat in the corner, his eyes on her reassuringly.
Dr. Jones pulled a stool over and sat in front of her, his eyes level with hers. "What you're about to see is a bit unconventional, but I assure you, it's completely non-sexual in nature.
I'm a pelvic floor specialist, and today, I'm going to perform a therapy called 'Kegel massage' to help strengthen your pelvic muscles." Dr. Jones explained, his voice calm and professional. Kindra nodded, trying to process his words. Kegel exercises were something she had heard about, but never imagined they would involve a man with... Well, with what he had.
"The key to this therapy is your consent and comfort, Kindra. You'll be the one controlling the pace and intensity. I'll guide you, of course, but it's your body, and I want you to feel in charge." Dr. Jones assured her.
Kindra took a deep breath, her eyes darting to Ethan for support. He nodded encouragingly, and she finally felt a little spark of determination ignite within her.
“Okay,” she said, her voice steadier this time. “Let’s do this.”
Dr. Jones smiled and began to unbuckle his belt. Kindra’s heart skipped a beat as she watched him, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She felt a mix of fear and curiosity, her body tensing as he slowly began to pull down his pants.
Oh God, she thought, her eyes widening. That’s... that’s enormous.
Ethan shifted in his seat, his eyes following the same path as Kindra's, a hint of discomfort flashing across his face.
"Is that... normal?" Kindra managed to choke out, her eyes still locked on the massive form revealed as Dr. Jones stepped out of his pants.
Dr. Jones chuckled, a deep rumble that seemed to vibrate through the entire room. "No, not quite. I'm sorry if this is a bit of a shock, but trust me, it's perfectly harmless," he said, his voice soothing as he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
Kindra nodded, trying to take in his words as she eyed the enormous penis now standing firm and proud in front of her.
"Okay," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. Dr. Jones smiled and nodded, then turned to the tray of medical instruments beside the exam table. He picked up a small bottle of lubricant and squirted a generous amount onto his palm.
"I'll start by explaining what you need to do," he said, rubbing his hands together to warm the lube. "This therapy works by stimulating the pelvic muscles to contract and relax. The goal is to strengthen them, which will help during childbirth and recovery.
Now, I'll be guiding you, but remember, you're in control. You start by stroking me, and as you feel me growing hard, you'll apply pressure to help those muscles contract." He stepped closer to Kindra, and she could feel the heat radiating off his body. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she looked at his enormous penis, now soft and somewhat intimidating.
"It's so... big," Kindra whispered, her eyes wide as she took in the sight. She looked at Ethan, who was watching with a mix of curiosity and concern. "It's bigger soft than Ethan's is hard," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Ethan chuckled softly, his eyes flicking between Kindra and Dr. Jones. "Well, that's...
something," Ethan replied, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "But remember, Kindra, it's all about the therapy. Just focus on the task at hand, okay?"
Kindra nodded, taking a deep breath to steady herself. She reached out, her hand trembling slightly as she wrapped her fingers around Dr. Jones's soft shaft. It was warm and smooth, the skin velvety beneath her touch. She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, before she began to stroke him slowly.
Dr. Jones watched her carefully, his eyes never leaving hers. "That's it, Kindra. You're doing great.