As you collapse onto her, your breath heavy with exertion, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the power dynamic you've created. You've taken advantage of this human's vulnerability, using her for your own pleasure. Despite her need for help, you couldn't resist exploiting her. As you catch your breath, you withdraw from her and look down at her, still trembling on the table. You feel a hint of guilt, but quickly push it aside. You provided her with a "cure" for her curse, albeit a twisted and morally questionable one. You dress and watch as the human struggles to do the same, her movements slow and unsteady.
You look down at the bedraggled human woman lying on your examination table. Her chest is still heaving from the exertion of your "treatment," and her eyes are wide with a mix of fear and confusion. You can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the power dynamic you've created, but you also know that you need to get some information out of her.
"Say, what is your name little human?" you ask, a hint of amusement in your voice. The woman hesitates for a moment, then swallows hard.
"I...I'm Alina," she stammers, her voice hoarse and ragged.
You watch as Alina struggles to sit up, her body still trembling from your "treatment." You can't help but feel a twinge of guilt, but you quickly push it aside. You provided her with a cure for her curse, after all, even if it was a twisted and morally questionable one.
"Well, Alina, I'm pleased to meet you," you say, a hint of false sincerity in your voice. "Now that I've had a chance to examine you, I believe I can help you with your curse. But it will require a more...extensive treatment."
Alina looks up at you with a mixture of hope and fear in her eyes. "What do you mean, doctor?" she asks, her voice trembling.
You smirk at her choice of words. "Well, Alina, I'll need to see you again tomorrow for another session."
You watch as Alina nods, a determined look in her eyes. "I understand, Doctor. I will return tomorrow for another treatment."
You nod in satisfaction, already anticipating her return. This is only the beginning of her journey to full recovery, and you plan to savor every moment of it. As she gathers her things and prepares to leave, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement. The prospect of another challenge, another puzzle to solve, has you feeling more alive than you have in years.
The next day, Alina returns to your clinic, her expression anxious but hopeful. You smile to yourself as you realize that she has become your newest addiction, the chase of finding a cure for her curse a drug that you can't resist. You invite her in and begin your examination, your fingers tracing delicate patterns on her skin as you search for answers.
As you begin your examination, Alina flinches slightly under your touch. You can sense her apprehension, but you push it aside, focusing on the task at hand. You know that she needs your help, but you also know that you can't resist the urge to take advantage of her vulnerability. You massage her shoulders and neck, feeling the tension in her muscles ease under your touch. You allow yourself to linger on her chest, feeling her heart race beneath your fingertips. Your own excitement grows as you consider the potential for exploiting her situation.
Despite your growing arousal, you maintain your professional demeanor, continuing your examination and asking Alina about her symptoms. She answers your questions with a trembling voice, and you can sense the fear in her body as you explore every inch of her. Your mind races with the possibilities of her condition, and you can feel your power over her growing with each passing moment. You lean over Alina, your lips brushing against her ear as you whisper your diagnosis. "Your curse is a complex one, Alina. It seems to be draining your life force, leaving you weak and vulnerable. But I think I have a way to cure you." You watch as Alina's eyes widen with hope, her body tense with anticipation. You can't resist the urge to prolong her suffering, savoring the feeling of power and control. "However, the treatment will require your complete submission. You must trust me unconditionally, even if it means going against your own instincts."
Alina hesitates, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. You see her weighing her options, torn between the need for a cure and the fear of what your treatment may entail. You maintain your gaze, unblinking, exuding an aura of confidence and authority. You watch with a cruel smirk as Alina relents, her eyes filling with a mixture of resignation and hope. "I understand, Doctor. I trust you."
You nod, satisfied with her answer. "Good. Then let us begin." You begin to undress her, your fingers lingering on her skin, tracing patterns that leave her shivering with anticipation. You can feel her fear, but also her desire for a cure. You feed off of it, your excitement growing as you position her on the examination table.
The treatment begins, your skilled hands massaging every inch of her body. You focus on her weak spots, the places where the curse has taken hold. Alina's breath hitches as your fingers probe deeper, and you can sense her growing pleasure. You use it to your advantage, your touch becoming more confident, more daring. You massage her breasts, her nipples hardening under your fingers.
As you massage her, you can feel her body responding to your touch, her breath hitching and her heart racing. You take your time, savoring the feeling of power and control. You revel in the way she responds to your touch, the way her body quivers with pleasure. You can sense her desire growing, her need for release.
But you have other plans. You continue to massage her, your fingers exploring every inch of her body. You allow yourself to linger on her most sensitive areas, eliciting gasps and moans from Alina. But just as she is about to reach her peak, you pull away, leaving her wanting more.
You smile cruelly as you watch her writhe on the examination table, her body begging for release. You know that you have her under your spell, that she will do anything for a cure. And you plan to exploit that fact to the fullest.