Make an excuse

"I don't feel so good." Cassie hugged her belly, staring down at the floor. She was slowly regaining control of herself, but one more glance at his cock might put her over the edge. "Can we play some other time?"

Alex sighed and zipped his pants. "Fine. Get in bed and put your headphones on. I'll ask the doctor to take a look at you."

Cassie nodded in obedience, still averting her eyes from the man giving the orders. Was the doctor in the medical practice? That seemed right, somehow. Whatever they were doing to her, whatever sick games they played with her mind and body, she had never felt healthier.

If Alex noticed that Cassie hadn't stripped out of the teddy, he must not have cared. She crawled under the sheets and slipped the headphones over her ears, relishing their static hiss more than she cared to admit. It was soothing, like a lullaby. Cassie closed her eyes, pretending to go to sleep.

After a moment, she heard the door close. Assuming that Alex had left, Cassie considered her strategy. The doctor would be coming soon, so she had a small window of opportunity to escape before he regained control.

Still, it was tempting to just lie here in bed and let the doctor find her. The sheets were so comfy, the teddy even softer and more comfortable, and the static was sweet music to her ears. Soon Cassie would drift mindlessly to sleep. Why did she want to fight that again?