Jade took a deep breath, feeling her breasts rise and fall as she did so. The surgeon had gone from her sight, but she knew he was still around. She could hear the soft movement of his shoes on the floor, and could hear the man behind her breathing close by. Deciding to test her restraints one last time she made a fist and pulled hard with both hands. Her face scrunched and she groaned, as she strained to pull free, but only managed to make the straps dig into her wrists. A gloved hand touched her shoulder and she froze in her place.

"Problem Tinkerbell?"

The voice mocked her, and she desperately wanted to fight back, but she couldn't...not now...no, she would have to wait till the right moment, if there was one. She slowly shook her head and relaxed back down against the table. The strain caused a stabbing pain to shoot through her abdomen and panic hit her hard and fast. If she allowed herself to show any weakness her surgeon would have all the control...she turned her head and caught a glimpse of his ass in the green scrubs and thought that maybe him having all the control wouldn't be that bad after all. But he had already promised he would find out if she was injured or hiding anything, right after he of course told her she would be begging him to listen to her spill all details of the plan and anything else he asked her. It would be so easy to add any pain she might have to use it against her. She swallowed and looked up at the lights, still thankful they were turned off.

"Alright," Mark caught his patients' attention as he moved closer to the table. He stood beside her and looked down at her from atop his mask. He loved to watch the way her pupils dilated as he did so. The look on her face had initially gone from fear and anger, when he first had tied her down, to now a mix of still fear but something else...would he be mistaken to assume that 'something else' was excitement? Maybe even a hint of passion? Either way whenever he came near her, took control, dominated her, she never failed to respond to his presence. He couldn't wait till he moved between her legs, could only imagine how she would react as he pulled her thighs apart and exposed her to him. But a bigger part of him wanted to see how wet she was, how much of her dilated pupils, the slight smirk to her luscious pink lips, and the flush of red that would only begin to paint her cheeks, meant that he had made her excited. He placed a hand on her upper left quadrant of her abdomen, and looked her in the eyes. "I think it's time we moved to examine you a bit further down."

She wasn't sure if he really had a hint of promising he would find himself between her legs, or if that was just part of her wishful thinking and making it up that he had. What if he had? Would she really want him between her legs? Oh gawd! What if he did and she had an orgasm right in front of him? That would be even worse than him just finding her dripping...maybe even soaking wet. Her eyes shot open as she felt his hand on her skin. What if HE made her orgasm? Her heart rate shot up. Part of her wanted him to touch her like nothing else, another part said kick and scream until someone heard her. She blinked and forced herself to take a breath and calm down as she felt him press into her body, she had to prepare herself for whatever he had planned, even more so, she had things to try and hide from the hot skilled surgeon. Both of which she couldn't do if she let her mind wander and her fear, or embarrassment, take over.

Mark grinned behind the mask hiding his face. His gaze drifted to the small mound just starting to peek out from under the top of her scrub pants. Was she groomed? Shaved? Did she have a full bush? Part of him hoped her soft smooth skin that covered her stomach and breasts, continued down and wasn't too over grown with pubic hair, but either way, he just couldn't wait to see how much she squirmed as he moved and touched her there. How much she would fight to try and hold back every orgasm he planned to give her and make her putty in his hands.

Ryan shifted at the end of the table, bringing a stool closer to Jades head. A mask was nearby ready to either deliver oxygen or to take her out, both of which he guess somewhere in the back of her mind she knew was there, but she wouldn't see either coming. He would use it as a distraction when Mark went between her legs, for now though, he was preparing. He loved the view looking down her body, the way her breasts rose with each breath, the way her areolas crinkled and budded two fine erect nipples, begging to be pulled and sucked on. Her tummy was flat and smooth leading his eyes to the temping, yet hidden treasure below. But as his eyes moved he saw the sudden change in the way she reacted to Marks touch. It was subtle, she probably didn't even know she was doing it, but her stomach quivered as though tightening to stop the surgeons next touch. When Mark glanced at him, he nodded knowing his friend and co-worker was double checking on the subtle change.

As Mark pressed his fingers against his patients abdomen, moving them in and in small almost dime sized circles, he felt her stiffen, not a lot, but enough that he could notice it. He moved down her left side and as he worked his way across her navel to the right he felt her muscles tighten, and his peripheral vision caught her chest taking a sudden rise and holding there. She was preparing for something, guarding herself from his touch, from him finding something. He paused keeping his hands in one spot. "Anything you think I should know? Or perhaps would want to know?"

Jade jumped at the words forcing her to release her breath, the breath she didn't know she had been holding. Oh she knew lots that he would want to know, but could he tell, now, with his hand poised on her stomach, that if he kept moving she would likely beg him not to touch her there again? She hoped not, she didn't want him to hold more over her. It was bad enough she was already semi naked and guessed he had plans to go lower, if her friend, or someone else, didn't come in in time to save her. But to give him knowledge that she hurt somewhere? That would give him even more to play with. She licked her lips and whispered the word, "no." It was weak, even she heard that in her voice, more a plea for him to not continue the path he had been on, then a real answer.

Mark just nodded, he didn't believe her, and he knew she could tell he was wise to her. Wanting to teach her a lesson in not lying to him, and that he was the one in control, he was her examiner, her doctor, she needed to listen to him, to obey him. He moved his hands further into her lower right quadrant, her body visibly jumped and she groaned. He had a feeling if she hadn't been strapped down to the table she would have sat up, maybe even slugged him one for touching her and obliviously sending pain through her body.

"I think someone lied." Ryan looked up at Mark.

Mark nodded, but continued his exam up the right side until he came back to where he started. Placing his hand in the middle of her chest he looked down into her dark eyes staring up at him. Her breathing moving from a more shallow protective breath to more regular as she realised he wasn't going to cause her more pain. "That can have many consequences." He could tell the words hit her as she chewed on her bottom lip. "Now," He turned around to the moving instrument tray and picked up a pair of trauma scissors, showing them to her. Her eyes went wide and after giving him one quick look, stared at the instrument. As he flicked his wrist and moved it, she would follow it with her eyes. "I think we need to make sure she isn't hiding anything else."

Jade gasped, suddenly realising he was going to cut off her pants, and likely her panties, completely exposing her. "Please!..I...I'm not...I'm not hiding anything else."

He grinned and gave a casual shrug. "I don't know that, plus it is procedure."

Ok so she would agree with that, after all she had done first aid before, knowing that you did a body survey due to your brain only really recognising one injury at a time. But she knew that wasn't his real reason to take off her pants. She bit her lower lip and tried to look up behind her. but that didn't help, all she caught was a glimpse of another masked face staring down at her. Promising untold medical acts.