Chapter 2: Building Tension
The smell of rubbing alcohol and sticky latex suddenly became suffocating to Lily, shoving her anxiety forward like never before. Arms secured at the elbow, held tight to the chair by Dr. John's deliberate but firm grip, Lily's heart raced inside her chest as if trying to break free. Sweat dampened her brow, and tremors wracked her body, her mind awash with the conflict of being excited for what was about to happen versus the dread of being confined in that vulnerable position.
She had never felt so turned on and frightened in her life.
"Relax, Lily. I promise this is something you're going to enjoy." Dr. John's voice was a low purr, eyes full of heat and promises of pleasure.
Lily licked her lips, pulling against her restraints. "What are we doing here?"
"Making you feel amazing." He leaned in, nipping at her earlobe - a jolt of lust that ripped through Lily and settled between her thighs.
"Let go, darling."
Her body betrayed her, muscles relenting as Dr. John slowly massaged her shoulders, working out the knots one by one. He moved closer, one hand palming her cheek while the other found the first of the newly-placed brackets. A surge of electricity ran straight to her core.
"Dr. John, please... what are you going to do?" *She whispered*, *voice shaking* as the tip of his finger danced around the metal edge that snugly gripped her teeth.