Dr. White's Code of Sluts Ch. 02 Pt. 03

Bryce thought back to how he started taking those sweets from her, even though he hated candy.

"But then... I had a bit of fun," Dr. White stated, hands reaching up to her top. "You were being such a pain in the ass that I couldn't help but indulge myself. Nothing too bad... I simply asked you to steal a glance at my cleavage," she sighed, undoing a button, exposing a little more cleavage than she already was. His eyes went straight down, his gaze lodging in her smooth, deep cleavage. "Or my ass..." she added, and Bryce's mind went back and remembered a few occasions where she spun around right at the same time he was walking out of the office, enough to give him an unencumbered glimpse at her juicy rear end.

"I didn't tell you what to think... I just encouraged you to look. To steal a glimpse and make your own judgments about my body," Dr. White. "But what I discovered is that not only am I lifting the veil and addressing your subconscious directly... that in this state, you can't lie. That armor is what would compel you to lie, to protect your secrets. But in this state... I could get your true feelings. I could learn truths that you didn't even know about yourself. Some might say I know you better than your wife does..."

"You're crazy..." Bryce replied. Dr. White grinned.

"No, no, no," she dismissed. "I'm a scientist. But I've learned a lot about you, such incredible, valuable information. Secrets you wouldn't admit to your wife. Like the fact that my tits flashed in your mind when you were screwing her, and the thought of them was enough to make you cum..."

"I... I don't..." Bryce stammered, his body still frozen, the panic painted across his face. What she said... it was true. He hadn't been able to shake the idea of the doctor's round tits since the first day he noticed her cleavage, and right at the moment of climax the thought of those bare tits entered his mind's eye, making him explode inside his wife. He couldn't believe it happened, and he couldn't believe he'd told Dr. White. That meant that what she was claiming... it really was true. And he had no idea what else he'd told her.

"You've also confessed you that you think I'm really hot, and that you've thought about having sex with me on more than one occasion," Dr. White claimed.

"No... I didn't," he denied.

"No, you don't remember it, because you don't remember anything once you leave this state... beyond what I tell you. But you definitely did say that." Dr. White stated proudly. Bryce recalled those few fleeting moments when those fantasies did enter his mind before being pushed away. That was it. Nothing more than that.

"I would never do it... I would never cheat," Bryce claimed.

"I know! That's what's so frustrating about you," Dr. White replied with a laugh, sitting back. "I mean, I think I could wear you down after a while, but you have some thick armor, and it would have taken a long time. But now... in this state, we can have that conversation about sex. Like adults."

"What do you mean?" Bryce asked. Dr. White grinned and stood up, walking to her desk and grabbing her phone.

"Ash?" Dr. White asked. "You can take off early. I'll close up once I'm done. Yes... I'm sure. Bye," Dr. White said. With that, the doctor shrugged off her coat and folded it over the chair of her desk. She looked back at the frozen, seated, married man.

"What are you doing?" he asked. She smiled at him confidently.

"The reason you agreed to this clinical trial was to raise funds to pay for IVF treatment for your wife, so you guys can have a baby with a surrogate, who you also have to pay," Dr. White began. "But I have a better idea. Instead of going through all that, why don't we just throw out the idea of doing IVF altogether, we use me as your surrogate instead, and you get me pregnant right here and now."

If Bryce wasn't frozen in place, his jaw might have hit the floor.

"What?!" he called out, panicked. Dr. White grinned as she began unbuttoning her top.

"I mean, you've admitted to finding me attractive. That the thought of my body got you off. Even though you love your wife more than anything, even though you put up all these safeguards to protect you from any wayward thoughts, deep down you really want to fuck me... right?" she asked, yanking her top from its place tucked into her skirt.

"NnnnnnYES!" he said, trying to lie, but the truth forced its way out. "Wait! No. I didn't mean to say that. I DO want to fuck you! Wait! NO! Why can't I... what I mean to say was, YES, I want to fuck you! Wait! Dammit!" he said. Dr. White grinned at his struggle.

"This is the fun part," she began. "In your normal life, your conscious waking mind is in charge. And your subconscious... it's what's silently guiding you along. You don't even notice it's there. In your daily life your subconscious might think something... something wild, let your deepest darkest thoughts out for just a moment... and your conscious mind knows enough to stifle those especially wayward thoughts. Because your waking mind is in the driver's seat. But in this state... your conscious mind is merely the passenger. Your subconscious is now at the wheel. Where before, your waking mind made the decisions, now it's your subconscious speaking to me. Your conscious mind has a voice, and it can try to make itself known, but your inner mind makes the final call now, at least in this state. Your truth, your id... that's what I'm speaking to now. It won't let you lie, because it's in charge, and that means that your raw exposed desires are making themselves known. People are just a jumble of their wants, needs, and desires, and their conscious mind is a thin veil that hides the madness within. But now... your mind is naked to me."

Bryce looked horrified at this revelation. No. It couldn't be true. But Dr. White seemed convinced that it was, sitting back and calmly appraising him.

"The truth can be tough to handle. I think that's why men like you lie to themselves so deeply that you never even let yourself consider otherwise," Dr. White postulated. "I surmise this is why you've only gotten more and more resistant to being here. That you're afraid what might happen when you're around me."

"Wait! Please!" he begged, still frozen. If she was right, she could make him expose his deepest secrets to her. He couldn't let this happen.

"Bryce... do you want to see my tits?" she asked, cutting to the chase, holding the two halves of her top together.

"Yes! Wait..." Bryce replied, stunned again to find Dr. White's assertions accurate. He couldn't lie. His conscious mind tried to say 'no', but the word 'yes' left his mouth, because deep down... he did want to see her tits. He knew better, but it didn't matter. Holy fuck! This was bad. At this, with her grinning, Dr. White pulled the sides of her top apart, shrugging it off, revealing her round, heavy, black lace bra clad tits for the first time. His eyes went wide as he saw her nipples through the lace, and his cock shuddered in his pants.

"Do you want to see my ass?" she purred.

"Yes! Uh..." he stammered after his reply, still trying to find a way to lie. Nonetheless, she was undeterred, shimmying out of her skirt, letting it pool around her feet, revealing her tiny matching thong. She spun around, revealing her nearly bare ass, the sight of it making the handsome married man groan.

"Oh..." he sighed, eyes glued to her butt. She then kicked off her heels, took off her glasses, and let her hair loose, letting it cascade down her back. This slow reveal was driving him crazy. He couldn't look away, even though he knew he had to. If he didn't stop her, this would go past the point of no return. But if he couldn't lie his way out, he had to make her see reason. Make her see how messed up this was.

"Wait... what about Judy?" he asked, panicked. "Our baby was supposed to be me and hers. Our love creating a child," he said, appealing to her better instincts. Instead, she smiled evilly.

"I know," she admitted. "But she'll never know that, and neither will you. You won't remember any of this, except in your dreams at night, dreams so wicked you'll never let your wife know about them. But isn't it better if we just cut out her participation in this whole thing? You're a potent, virile man, and I'm a fertile, smoking hot woman. We don't need her egg, her DNA, her anything! Why make it complicated? Wouldn't we make a way better baby than you and her? Wouldn't we make a beautiful child together? Isn't it hotter to make your wife raise our child not knowing it's ours?"

Bryce was paralyzed by the depths of her wickedness. In that moment, he realized he wasn't gonna succeed in appealing to her better nature, as she was far more evil than he could have ever realized.

Dr. White's blood was rushing as her wicked plan was finally revealed to the married man. This might be the most evil thing she'd done yet, having a married man's baby and tricking his wife into thinking it's actually her child. She'll think it's her egg and her husband's seed growing in the doctor's belly, but it won't be her egg at all. It'll be Dr. White's egg impregnated with Bryce's sperm, and instead of it being done via a medical procedure, it'll be done the old-fashioned way. Poor little Judy will go through the rest of her life thinking this child will carry her legacy into the future. She will think this child will be the ultimate expression of her love and bond with her husband. But in truth, it will establish the opposite. She will have no blood connection with this baby... it will not be hers at all. It will be a child born of a betrayal of their marriage. And she would never even know it. It was deliciously evil, and Dr. White couldn't deny the rush that went through her as her master plan was revealed.

Smirking at him as he realized just how wicked she was, she reached back behind herself to undo her bra, and with a deft snap, her bra vaulted off of her and onto the floor, revealing her massive springy breasts, cascading out from her slim fit chest. His eyes went huge at the sight of these perfect melons. With him watching, she bent over to tug down the straps of her thong, revealing her shaved pussy to his eyes for the very first time. The sexy doctor was now standing completely naked in front of him. Taking one step towards him, she glanced down one more time at the worried married man. At this, she paused.

"Listen, Bryce. I'm not one to make someone do something they don't want to do," she began. "Especially in a situation like this, I'm not trying to violate consent. By design, all I said was for you to notice my big breasts. Notice my perfect ass. I told you nothing else. If such things didn't affect you, that would have been it. But you let them affect you, you let my body drive you crazy, because deep down, you want this. You want to cheat on your wife with me. I just cut to the chase! So, I ask again... knowing that you can't lie. Knowing that if you don't want this, you can just say no and I will stop. But if you do, if you want to fuck me. If you want to cum inside me and knock me up with your baby, just say yes, and it'll happen."

Bryce looked up at her from her seated position, trying to find a way out, but only getting lost in the sight of her massive round jugs. His eyes going wide, consumed by the sight, unable to look away. If he could just will himself to say no, to deny her, to truthfully establish that he didn't actually want this, then his marriage would be saved. But her tits were so fucking huge! He wanted to deny her... he wanted to turn her away. He really wanted to stand up for his wife and say no, but staring at the doctor's exposed body, there was only one answer that came to him.

"Yes!" he admitted firmly. No stammering. No denials. No attempts to lie. "I want to knock you up with my baby!" Dr. White grinned excitedly.

"Then take off your clothes!" she demanded. At this command, his body became unfrozen as he obeyed her command, standing and pulling off his work clothes until he was standing in front of the hot-bodied doctor in only his tight boxer-briefs. Tugging them down, he revealed his cock to her for the first time, revealing the biggest cock she'd ever seen, so long, so fucking thick, with huge cum-filled balls. It was a cock that completely fit his tall, built, masculine form. It was so large and imposing as to be intimidating, but she wasn't scared. This was perfect. Her mouth watering in anticipation, she gently pushed him back onto his seat before straddling him, grabbing his throbbing weapon, and guiding it into place.

"Alright baby," Dr. White said, meeting his gaze. "Let's make a baby!" At this, she sat on his big, long, swollen dick, taking it to hilt till her ass was resting on his balls.

What commenced was multiple hours of unholy baby-making. She was so fucking horny from the events of the day that she quickly worked herself up to full speed, riding the married stallion like a fucking whore. She gave him permission to let his hands do whatever they wanted to, and instead of just throwing her off and running away from this whole thing, they instead roamed all over her body, feeling up her ass and her big round tits. He'd tried to deny her even as his subconscious betrayed him, but now, even his conscious mind was fully on her side, fully embracing the moment. He was making out with her, sucking and squeezing her tits, following along in her dirty talk to the point that if she'd released him from his current state, he wouldn't be able to hold himself back.

There was a tinge of a hatefuck to this whole encounter, from both parties. Part of him greatly despised her for making him do this, even though he got more and more into it. And she'd found him such a pain in the ass at times that she was putting some extra oomph into it. But luckily for her, his well-built body was a dream, and it didn't take much for her to really, REALLY enjoy this. She skewered herself on his big, thick cock like a total slut, his big swollen balls slapping her ass as they worked for a baby to be not born of love, but of raw, intense and sinful sex.

These two got seriously down and dirty, bodies coated with sweat as they went at it. His big, long, thick cock pumped multiple loads into her tight, waiting cunt, filling it with his fertile seed, both with her on top, and with him fucking her doggy-style, his lengthy dick pumping his sperm directly into her womb. But that wasn't all they did, as highlighted by a question he raised when it was all over.

"If we're trying to make a baby," he began, sitting on the couch, still naked, his body coated with sweat, still panting for breath as he recovered. "Why did you make me fuck you up the ass?" He asked as he sighed, looking up at her as he was still recovering from the last of his orgasms, his balls empty after having filled her ass with his cum, his body alive with pleasure. As she cleaned herself up, she grinned.

"Oh, that was just for me!" She admitted with a grin. "After the day I had, I really needed to get ass-fucked. And babe, you are good at it! It was exactly what I needed!"

She ordered him to clean up in her private bathroom, showering, straightening up, and getting dressed, all while still in his hypnotic state, his body obeying her commands, and his mind too worn out to resist in any way. Once done, he sat back down in place on his chair. Dr. White had done the same, joining him in the shower to clean up while getting a little dirtier, and redressing enough to look the part. As he waited for her to resume their session, she put on the chill, ethereal music that always played during their appointments, re-setting the scene. Finally, she sat back down across from him.

"So, your HOMEWORK is to start working to convince your wife to make me your surrogate," Dr. White told him, giving him an order that he'd be compelled to obey even when he woke up. He wouldn't remember the order, but he nonetheless would be compelled to obey it, not even knowing why.

"I think she'd have trouble accepting that. Her therapist having her baby..." Bryce stated honestly, sitting up straight. She allowed him a little more freedom while they fucked, but as they wound down, she froze him in place, wanting his full attention.

"Well, that's your problem. The deed is done, so you'd better get on it. And make it convincing, too," Dr. White urged him. "Cause I'm gonna be having your baby. And our next few appointments are going to be all about making sure that happens."

"But what about the IVF? We can't just tell her it's done without her doing anything?" he asked, his logical mind still raising issues.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about that, babe. I've got it all planned out. I have a friend who owes me a favor. Judy will think it all went to plan with the IVF, but the money you're spending on the procedure, and for the surrogate... it's all coming to me. I'm so happy to hear about your new job at work, because all that extra money will be coming my way, too, to cover my fee for all this..." Dr. White said, smiling evilly.

Bryce began to panic at this.

"You wouldn't..." he said.

"Don't worry. You won't remember any of this. Just let me handle it all..." Dr. White said. "But again, you need to convince Judy that it's a good idea to let me carry your baby. And you've got to make it good, because it won't be long before the seed is planted," she warned him. "But, hey... if she doesn't quite buy it, send her my way. I can be very convincing..."

Even in his current state, his eyes went wide. He wouldn't... not to her, too. She smiled warningly. He said nothing.

"As always, when you wake up, you won't remember any of this. As usual, you'll RECALL that we tried to put you under three times, only to fail every time. You won't question how so much time has passed. You'll only be happy to leave," she paused, letting this sink in. "Oh, and one more thing, one last bit of HOMEWORK..." she began, readying him for her last command of the evening. "There's something I want you to do as you leave... don't even think about it before you do it, and don't let it even register after it happens..." she began, before giving once last little teasing command.

Putting everything back in place, she got in position to wake him up, telling him to close his eyes, to relax and let his mind sink. And as she started stirring him fully awake, she re-used the trigger phrase she chose, saying...

"Sierra Echo X-Ray."

He stirred to life, waking up, looking at her curiously. For a moment, she wondered if her plan had misfired, and that he somehow remembered what had happened while in that hypnotic state. This was the most she had pushed her luck with him in that state. But she didn't show any fear, and she didn't deviate from the plan, playing out her part.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Bryce. Seems like I couldn't quite get you under today..." she stated, acting as if she'd failed to put him under her spell.

"Doc, this is just a huge waste of time! You've never gotten me under, and you never will!" he asserted. "You tried like, three times today? It ain't gonna happen. Can you please just cut me the check now, and not keep wasting my time?"

"I'm sorry, Bryce" she repeated. "But you knew the terms of the study when this started."

"I don't know why I keep coming to this. It's just a huge waste of time. This work project needs all my attention. Do I really need to keep coming here?" he asked, still betraying no memory of what happened. She grinned.

"I'm afraid so. And we need to do a few more appointments too, it looks like," she stated. He shook his eyes and threw his hands up in annoyance. "I'll see you next time!" she said politely, turning to the side to show him her body in profile as she extended her arm to allow him to pass, guiding him towards the door.