Get In

Romi felt the tug right away. Something about the doctor pulled her in. Dark hair, small breasts under that white coat, ink peeking at the collarbone. The doctor gave her a knowing smile, fingers already testing boundaries. She slipped inside Romi slow and steady, just one finger at first, then two, while Romi bit her lip and tried to hold still. It wasn’t about power anymore. It was about watching someone fall apart and liking the view.