Sadistic lady doctor Kayla Green binds & spanks subby patient Misha Cross

Title: “Dr. Kayla’s Naughty Exam”

Dr. Kayla Green, a stunningly beautiful yet sadistic European pornstar, had always had a soft spot for dominating submissive patients, especially the naughty young things who came to her clinic seeking relief from their carnal desires. Today’s patient, Misha Cross, was a petite, innocent-looking Pole with a penchant for feisty role-playing and rough bondage.

As Misha stepped into Dr. Green’s lavish private office, the doctor eyed her hungrily, her piercing grey eyes roaming over the girl’s slender body wrapped in a tight, low-cut white dress. “Good morning, my dear,” Dr. Green purred, gliding over to greet her patient. “I’m delighted you’ve returned. I trust you slept well after our previous session?”

Misha blushed, recalling how the doctor had manhandled her during a rigorous “exam” two weeks prior. “Y-yes, doctor. I did,” she stammered, fighting to maintain eye contact. “Thank you for your, um, thorough checkup.”

Dr. Green smirked, relishing Misha’s unease. “I’m so glad to hear that. Now, please, make yourself comfortable and disrobe.”

Misha gulped and gingerly removed her dress, revealing a lacy white bra and matching panties, struggling to cover her pert breasts and flowery tattoo as the doctor watched with rapt attention. Once undressed, Misha climbed onto the leather exam table, her heart pounding as she lay back, eyes closed.

Dr. Green produced a pair of padded cuffs and deftly restrained Misha’s slender wrists to the table’s corners, ensuring the girl was bound and vulnerable. She took her time, savoring the sight of Misha’s exposed flesh. “There, there, my dear,” she cooed. “I’m going to conduct a complete… internal examination.”

Opening a drawer, Dr. Green produced an array of medical tools – a stethoscope, cotton swabs, a speculum, and most disturbing of all, a riding crop and a feather tickler. She dangled the instruments before Misha’s widening eyes. “Don’t worry, my girl. I’m an expert at what I do.”

Misha squirmed nervously, her bare flesh tingling with anticipation as Dr. Green began the “exam.” The stethoscope tickled her tender skin while the cotton swabs traced over her lips, between her breasts, and along her inner thighs, leaving her shuddering. All the while, Dr. Green’s stern gaze never left Misha’s face, memorizing every twitch and flush, every sign of arousal.

Abruptly, Dr. Green produced the riding crop and swatted Misha’s inner thigh. Misha yelped, eyes flying open in surprise, but the sudden sting quickly blossomed into tingling heat. Sensing her arousal, Dr. Green continued her structured torturing, alternating between feather-light caresses and firm smacks, gradually working her way to Misha’s most intimate parts.

Misha’s breath came in short gasps as Dr. Green finally removed her panties, baring her damp, swollen folds. More swats rained down, each one making Misha tense. She was learning that the pain was delicious, that the more she took, the more she craved.

Feeling Misha’s hungry moans could only mean one thing, Dr. Green produced the speculum. She inserted it with agonizing slowness, opening the girl up. Misha bit her lip, forcing herself to be still as the instrument stretched her tender walls. Tears gathered as Dr. Green peered inside, murmuring technical analysis that Misha barely registered in her haze of humiliation and ecstasy.

Finally, Dr. Green withdrew the speculum and replaced it with her fingers, pumping deep and hard. Misha moaned shamelessly, her virgin body surrendering to the much-needed stimulation. “You’re such a dirty girl, aren’t you,” Dr. Green purred, frigging Misha through orgasms that left her gasping.

Once the poor patient lay limp and drained, Dr. Green made sure she cleaned her most private places tenderly before beginning to untie her. “Remember, my dear, you get what you need here,” she whispered. “Be sure to tell all your naughty friends.”

Misha, still blushing, nodded meekly and dressed swiftly, promising to return soon for her next appointment. As she fled the clinic, the doctor watched her retreating form with a satisfied smile, eagerly anticipating their next nasty session.