A Frosty Conversation

Dr Darke continued to stare unapologetically at the semi naked girl in front of him as Christina continued to say nothing and tried her best to remain calm. Although that was naturally hard to do while sitting in only her underwear and being stared at by a man who seemed to hold some kind of unnatural power over her, she had at least been programmed to stay on top of her anxiety by this creep and was so far managing not to freak out. The last thing she wanted to appear at this point was intimidated. Eventually, the doctor spoke to her.

"You know, you are a very pretty girl, Christina."

"Why thank you, Master." She replied with a heavy dose of sarcasm.

"You don't make the most of yourself with the way you dress." Dr Darke noted, nodding down at the discarded jeans, t-shirt and trainers next to his clients chair "Why don't you make more of an effort to show off your assets?"

"Because I don't want to get leered at by perverts like you Master." Christina snapped back tetchily.

"Really? And how is that working out, you insolent little toad?" Dr Darke sneered.

There was a tense pause before Christina spoke up.

"Do you do this to all of your clients, Master?" She asked accusingly.

"No, actually you are the first." Was the honest response.

Christina gave a look that indicated she found this a little hard to believe.

"Then why me, Master? I'm nothing particularly special. Why not choose some model or someone like that?"

The doctor pondered this a moment.

"You're quite pretty enough for my tastes" he answered "Besides, I think there is something quite delicious about the plight of the ordinary girl who just happened to find herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. If you had been sent here yesterday, tomorrow or even at an earlier time today this probably wouldn't have happened. You just happened to catch me while I was in the mood to do something like this."

"Something like what, Master?" Even with her anxiety lowered Christina had to steady herself to ask the inevitable follow up question. "What are you planning to do to me?"

"Nothing that will cause you any harm." Dr Darke replied sharply, as if offended by the notion "You are here purely to entertain me."

"Entertain you how, Master?"

"Well you can start by removing that bra of yours." The hypnotist suddenly decided.

Christina obediently unhooked the garment before sliding the straps down each shoulder.

Christina did her best to expose herself as little as possible as she pulled off her bra, affording Dr Darke only the briefest glimpse of her cute, pink nipples before one arm was thrown across them as the other quickly despatched her most recently disgarded garment into the pile containing the rest of her clothes. She then thew that arm across her breasts as well and quickly arranged herself in a cross legged position on her chair, her body now covered only by her own limbs and a white pair of cotton knickers.

"I really am getting cold, Master." She complained agaim as Dr Darke decided what to do with her next.