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cool against Kelly’s warm skin but the silky touch of the doctor’s palms created a friction that was intense enough to generate its own heat.
    Kelly heard herself moan softly in appreciation. Whatever the reason for her sudden loss of inhibitions, she knew that now was not the time to contemplate it. The pleasure she was receiving from the doctor’s touch was something so exciting and new she was prepared to enjoy it now and think about it later. She glanced nervously at the doctor and was surprised to see the petite nurse peering lecherously over her shoulder.
    Noticing Kelly’s attention was distracted, the doctor moved her hand away and turned to the nurse. ‘Is that what you found?’ she asked crisply.
    ‘Yes, doctor,’ the nurse replied timidly.
    Kelly could not see what they were talking about but she felt an unsettling thrill of trepidation at the doctor’s curt tone. A tiny butterfly fluttered nervously in the pit of her stomach, enhancing the darkly erotic flavour of her arousal. She tried to surreptitiously shift her position and see what the pair were discussing.
    ‘You’ve done well,’ the doctor told the nurse stiffly. Turning to Kelly, she said, ‘This was found in your handbag. Would you mind telling me why you have it?’
    Kelly felt her face darken with embarrassment as she stared at the small phallus in the doctor’s hand. She did not need an explanation to know that it was the same one she kept in her handbag. At the back of her mind she knew she should have been outraged by the unauthorised search. However, her inner confusion and a wave of mortified shame seemed to cloud all other thoughts. ‘I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to have one,’ she said quietly. ‘I…’
    ‘That doesn’t answer my question,’ Doctor McMahon snapped. She reached across Kelly’s prone, naked body and carelessly teased her left nipple. Her touch was deft and Kelly’s response was an instantaneous sigh of delight. ‘Why do you have it?’ Doctor McMahon repeated.
    ‘I use it sometimes,’ Kelly replied meekly, unable to meet the doctor’s gaze as she spoke.
    ‘You use it,’ the doctor repeated. She stroked her hand over the flat, smooth expanse of Kelly’s stomach. The tactile stimulation was incredibly erotic and Kelly felt herself trembling with anticipation. ‘Show me how you use it,’ the doctor said, whispering the words softly into Kelly’s ear. ‘Show me.’ She placed the dildo in Kelly’s hand and tried to wrap her fingers around it.
    ‘What if I refuse?’ Kelly asked.
    ‘You won’t,’ the doctor replied confidently. She placed her fingers under Kelly’s chin and tilted her head so the two women were able to enjoy eye contact. ‘During your induction Mr Smith will have told you that disobedient and recalcitrant behaviour is not tolerated here at the hostel.’
    Staring into the unfathomable depths of the doctor’s jet-black eyes, Kelly remembered Mr Smith’s austere introduction to the hostel, earlier that morning. She suddenly felt cold as she realised how gravely she had misunderstood his words about the hostel’s strict regime and its disciplined environment.
    ‘I don’t know if you’ve already heard of the black room,’ the doctor continued easily. ‘But it’s the sort of last resort that I don’t think you want to experience just yet.’
    Kelly remembered Stacey’s whispered threat to Helen in the waiting room. The woman had only mentioned the black room to her and Helen had trembled with fear. Whatever the black room was, Kelly had already decided she did not want to encounter it. Reluctantly, she allowed her fingers to accept the dildo.
    ‘That’s better,’ Doctor McMahon enthused cheerfully, allowing her hand to work casually down to the neatly trimmed triangle of wiry orange hairs around Kelly’s pubic mound. ‘Now, I’m sure you know what to do with it,’ she encouraged.
    Feeling her face burn crimson with shame, Kelly closed her eyes and took the