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

"Yeah, whatever," he said angrily, but as he walked past, he played out her final command, slapping her ass as he walked by. He gave no sign that he even knew he did it before walking out of sight. Dr. White grinned and sat down, her ass still stinging from that blow.

So, this was her grand plan for Bryce. And it had been that from their first appointment. What she'd said to him was true. He was the only person in the trial to respond to the hypnosis. He went under the very first time. He was hard-headed, for sure. She'd compared him to ceramic before. And like ceramic, his defenses were hard, but brittle, her targeted attacks hitting him just right, making him crumble. Even she was amazed at how he took to the hypnosis. Once under, she began by testing him, giving him small commands, escalating them as time went on. It started at him taking candy from her, and it escalated to him staring at her body. Once she saw the potential in this, her wicked mind went wild. She'd known he was nearly insurmountable as is. But with hypnosis... that could even the odds. Cut to the chase. Instead of a slow-moving river eroding at stone, she was taking rocket blasts to the stone armor that was his fidelity, exposing his pliable mind for her enjoyment. And it had worked immaculately.

And she meant what she told him. She wanted to get pregnant with his baby. She didn't particularly like him, but she couldn't deny he was a damn near perfect physical specimen, ideal breeding stock. And while she didn't particularly want a baby at the moment, she knew it'd have to happen at some point, especially with all the unprotected sex she'd been having. And she happened to be ovulating, making the timing perfect. Pregnancy and motherhood and sex... they were all parts of the same whole. It was an aspect to sex that she needed to experience to truly understand it, and she figured she might as well do it while she was young and at her best. And doing it like this, being a surrogate, she wouldn't have a brat getting in the way once it was over, as she would very happily give the baby to Judy and Bryce to raise. And along the way, she would document her journey, how it affected her mind, and her body, and her sex drive. She was really looking forward to her tits swelling up and getting even bigger! She couldn't wait! She'd heard from a lot of her male patients about the power and intense appeal of mom-boobs, and if everything went to plan, which it would, Dr. White would have a pair of massively sized MILF tits, a supremely powerful weapon in her arsenal.

There was literally no downside to this plan of hers. Science practically dictated that she'd have to go through this at some point. So why not now, with this fucking Adonis?

And it was as she told him. He wouldn't remember any of it, any of how the baby was conceived, and his wife would never know either. Him and his wife would raise a mini Dr. White without realizing it, carrying on her line, her genes, while she continued her work. It was all too perfect!

As far as the hypnosis aspect of it went, it was certainly a useful tool, and she'd have to work on improving her skills at it. As a perfectionist, she knew there was a lot of room for improvement. But right now, examining it as the weapon it could be, it felt a little unruly and unpredictable. Plus, there were concerns of consent, which she felt no need to violate. And also... it wasn't quite as sporting as a real-deal seduction. While this case with Bryce was the rare counterexample, she didn't foresee a lot of situations where hypnosis would be the preferable option. It just wasn't quite as fun. But it could be used defensively, used on married women in order to prevent them from catching on to what the doctor was doing with their man. It was a good tool to have in her tool belt, and it could be very useful in the future. But as of now, it was clear that it would never be her primary weapon.

Once the office was emptied and locked up, she settled in with her notes for this very eventful day, on both the Elizabeth/Stacy case, and with the Bryce case as well. A lot of stuff to add to the Code, lots of lessons and great illustrations of specific ideas. Bullying, the role that plays both throughout life but most importantly in the battlefield of sex. The effect of such things on each person involved, from the victor to the stolen party to the victim. It was such a juicy area to explore. Additionally, there was the hypnosis study, how her work had paid off, the type of person who responds to hypnosis, and it's possible uses and hazards as far as sex goes. And of course, how a man under it's spell behaved and performed while in that state. So much good science. So much to add to the Code. A very productive day.

She was at it till well past dark before finally leaving, glowing as she did so. She couldn't get over either how her day had started, and how her day had ended, the latter sticking with her as she walked out the door. Dr. White was gonna be a mom. No, wait...

Dr. White was gonna become a hot young MILF!

*************

Dr. White didn't get to meet with Stacy till a few weeks later. And even then, it was somewhat brief. Not that she wasn't happy to see the scheming bitch, it was just... she had a part to play. She couldn't let slip how happy and excited she was about the whole thing, which was a shame. Part of her wanted to throw that all away and let herself be total besties with the Asian slut forever and ever, but that would give away the game.

They met at 'Frost', this time for a meal as opposed to drinks. When Stacy entered and enquired why she wasn't drinking, Dr. White stated that bad things seem to happen when she gets drunk around Stacy. And plus, without getting into it, with everything going on with Bryce, there were other reasons she wasn't drinking.

Stacy explained her end of the equation, how she'd figured that Lizzy was Dr. White's patient, how she'd milked Dr. White for more information, and how she put her plan into action in seducing Ryan. Stacy was happy to give all the juicy details to the doctor, bragging about her seduction as she filled in some of the blanks that Elizabeth wasn't aware of from her perspective. Like the specifics of how she actually seduced Ryan while Elizabeth was drunk and passed out. How she reconnected with Ryan after their first sexual encounter. She even got into what went through her mind when she was dunking Elizabeth's head in the toilet, the absolute rush she felt. The total dominance and superiority she experienced. Dr. White could barely contain herself.

It really was beautiful.

Stacy also explained the aftermath. How she compelled Ryan to come to her place for good once the truth was out, riding him into her bed until he never wanted to leave. And how she had her lawyers already on his divorce paperwork. And that they'd already moved most of his things out of their old place while his wife was away. She cut him out of Lizzy's life completely, leaving him no choice but to be her man for good.

She also explained how she got away with what she'd done at work. That even though most of her subordinates actively hated her, they were so afraid of her that they stood up for her in fear of retribution. Everyone in the office was in line saying Elizabeth tried to attack her first, and although she got carried away in self-defense, it was justifiable. She bragged about how this one older woman, Ellen, who had good standing in the office with the superiors, a woman that she'd screamed at and humiliated a few weeks prior. Ellen probably could have torpedoed Stacy's job if she'd wanted to after what she'd done to Lizzy, but she got in line with the rest of them, giving her a vociferous defense and endorsement, that she'd handled the whole situation admirably, to the point where Stacy had earned brownie points with the bosses for her handling of the whole thing. That hadn't stopped her from piling a lot of Lizzy's work onto the older woman as a thank you, knowing that the older woman would be motivated by such rough treatment. She said most of her subordinates behaved the same, seemingly loving the harsh treatment they received from her considering how strongly motivated they became after the fact.

Again... Dr. White loved Stacy. She wanted to keep this friendship going, but she knew that she had to keep up her part. Not that she was cutting Stacy off, as they still were friends and in contact. But... Dr. White had to put on a stern, professional face, acting disappointed by how everything played out. But inside, she was committing everything Stacy said to memory, some of it too good to forget. That was part of the reason she wasn't drinking... she had a lot to burn into her memory.

But with all these different angles she was playing working in concert, she realized she was definitely coming across as scolding, which was kinda what she was going for. And while it was the right call, Stacy pretty quickly caught on that she was being lectured to.

"You're way more fun when you're drunk," Stacy remarked chidingly, sipping her own drink without shame. This comment stung a bit, to be honest. Dr. White hated appearing so uncool to her new friend. But it was necessary for her work. Stacy felt kinda burned, because at first, it almost felt like Dr. White would have been on board with what she did, even if she didn't necessarily endorse it. After the doctor had a few drinks in her, she was so cool and interesting, exposing her own tastes and desires. This intelligent, professional woman had admitted that even she preferred married men, that sex is way better when it's forbidden and nasty. She should be totally onboard with this. But now, in the light of day, being stone cold sober, she was being weirdly self-righteous about the whole thing, which turned the Asian slut off.

"It's just... it could end my career if someone found out I blabbed about Lizzy," Dr. White said. "That's like the one thing a therapist can't do."

"Well, you shouldn't have done it then," Stacy replied unsympathetically. "Listen, I'm not gonna fucking tell anyone what you did. I wouldn't have met him without you! I just don't know why you're being all weird about this. Isn't this exactly what we talked about the first time we met? Like... married men being the best? I thought you'd be cool with it!"

"It's just... when it's my patient, and I was accidentally complicit in the whole thing... that's different," Dr. White replied. Stacy rolled her eyes, annoyed at the doctor for being so stuck-up about this whole thing.

"Damn... I thought you were cool," Stacy said dismissively, making the doctor wince.

They parted on good enough terms, although this did kind of feel like an ending point for their sudden, strong friendship. Dr. White's sudden judgment towards Stacy was kind of a buzzkill for the Asian slut. Plus, Dr. White was moving onto other cases, and Stacy was devoting herself fully to her new man and the life they now shared together, so they were moving in diverging directions. But before they parted ways, Stacy left her with a parting message.

"When you're ready to be cool again and admit that what I did was really fucking hot, let me know, and we can do this again," Stacy stated firmly, about as warmly as a bitch like her could manage, but nonetheless a dismissal. It burned, but it was for the best.

As Dr. White drove home, she vowed to commit everything about this night to her notes as soon as possible. Even though she'd probably just lost a friendship, overall, she took pride in how it all played out. That bitch Stacy had no idea how actively Dr. White had involved herself in her life, that her pairing with Ryan had been deliberately arranged by the slutty doctor. She took pride that her instincts had been proven right in matching up Stacy with Ryan, this case wrapping up as neatly as it could.

But Dr. White was always looking forward. Looking for the next case to sink her claws into. And it would find her very soon.

************

The doctor was wrapping up her last case of the day a few weeks later. A case not of major note, but nonetheless important. Early on in her appointment, she had to call Ash at the front desk for some information, and as she did, the perky young woman brought up something unusual on her end.

"Dr. White... there's someone out here. She doesn't have an appointment, but she says she wants to talk to you," Ash said.

"Who is she?" Dr. White asked. "Do you recognize her?"

"No, no idea. Never seen her before. She's pretty hot, though," Ash stated. So, she didn't sound like a spurned wife, or an enemy in any way. But as the appointment went on, Dr. White sort of forgot about her. It was only when she sent her last patient away that Ash reached out about her again.

"Dr. White... that woman... she's still here. And she's still asking about you. She said she's not leaving until she meets with you." Ash said. Dr. White's eyebrow scrunched in confusion.

'Who could she be?'

"I'll be right up," Dr. White finally said. Stepping quickly to the front of the office, she pushed open the door to look at this mystery woman for the first time. Dr. White found her, seated patiently, waiting.

Ash was right... she was really hot. A well-built brunette, she was stunningly beautiful. And when she stood up upon the sight of the doctor, it was revealed that she was quite tall, much taller than the doctor. And she had incredible body, long legs, a slim waist, absolutely huge tits, and from what she could see, a shapely, firm ass. She was dressed well, dressed as if she'd come from an office. She didn't ping as a threat to the doctor, allowing her to address her without fear.

"Ma'am," Dr. White said politely, addressing her. "I'm sorry, we don't take walk-ins. You'll have to make an appointment."

"I'm not a patient," she replied coolly with a slight smirk, studying the doctor, evaluating the professionally dressed, gorgeous therapist. She seemed impressed.

"Then how can I help you?" Dr. White asked, confused but still polite. The tall brunette eyed the girl at the desk watching them, lowering her voice ever so slightly before speaking.

"I have this friend," she began. "She told me this crazy story. How she was at a bar, and she found herself getting drunk with this sex therapist. And this therapist got a little drunk, and ran her mouth about one of her patients who was having marriage troubles. This patient of hers was afraid that her boss was gonna seduce her man. And after a little bit of this, my friend realized that she was the boss in that story! That one of her subordinates was haunted by the thought of losing her husband to her. And my friend... she immediately got obsessed with this story, to the point where she seduced him. Where she fucked her own employee's husband! But she was so obsessed with him that she didn't think about what an insane coincidence this whole thing was. But that's ALL I can think about..." this woman said, looking straight into Dr. White's eyes.

The doctor looked back at her, keeping calm but freaking out. Shit! Someone figured it out! Fuck! She knew it was too cute! She'd done her best to keep her hands clean... but damn, this bitch figured the whole thing out. Suddenly realizing this woman had a lot of leverage over her, Dr. White's mind began racing. Not knowing what else to do, she kept a cool head, addressing this woman calmly.

"What's your name, ma'am?" Dr. White asked.

"Kendall," the woman replied with a small smile.

"C'mon back, Kendall. Let's talk..." Dr. White invited her, stepping to the side as she guided her towards the path to her office. Ash gave her a concerned look, but Dr. White smiled and addressed her.

"I'll take care of it," Dr. White said confidently, her tone far more confident than she felt.

She followed the tall brunette, her full, firm ass molded to her knee-length black skirt, her heels digging into the carpeting as they headed towards her office. Dr. White pointed the way as she followed Kendall inside, closing the door behind them. It was just Kendall and Dr. White now.

Kendall looked around, impressed by the doctor's digs.

"Nice place," Kendall said, nodding.

"It's not much, but we keep the lights on," Dr. White replied, not wanting to get into her money issues. There was a long, heavy pause before Dr. White spoke up again. "So, what do you want?" Dr. White asked calmly. Kendall grinned and set down her purse.

"Okay, listen...," Kendall began, shaking her head. "I'm not here to rain on your parade. However you get your kicks... it's not my problem. Women championing women, I'm all for it. I'm not one to take down a girl for letting her freak flag fly. Frankly, it's kinda hot. Manipulating a situation like that, fixing them up without either of them realizing it... that's impressive," she said, trying to defuse the tension.

"Have you told Stacy?" Dr. White asked, still nervous. Kendall shook her head again, as if the question was stupid.

"No! I mean, why ruin her fun?" Kendall replied. "Plus... I feel like if I did that, she'd just get pissed at me, and... I don't need that aggravation." She paused before being reminded of something. "Have you been in contact with her lately?" she asked with a smile.

"No," Dr. White replied simply, the communications between her and Stacy had been nil since their last meeting. Kendall pulled out her phone and pulled something up.

"She just sent me this yesterday," she said, indicating a picture on her phone, pointing it at the doctor. She couldn't help but look, hungry for knowledge for more about Stacy and Ryan.

The picture showed Ryan and Stacy together on a pristine beach, smiling for the camera, looking as if they'd just come out of the water. Front and center was Ryan, and he looked really good. Wearing only a pair of snug orange swimwear that properly highlighted his bulge, his fit chest exposed, his skin darkened with a little bit of a tan, he looked like a far cry from his previous self. Gone were his glasses, and his boyish face was adorned with a five o'clock shadow. Elizabeth had always made it a point to preserve the boyishness he possessed when they first met, but now, having left her behind, he stood proudly, that boyishness gone... now all man.

He had one hand wrapped around Stacy's form as she pressed herself into his side. Her luscious body was left very exposed in a tiny, neon pink thong bikini. Her heavy, fleshy tits were barely contained by the pink triangle cups of the bikini top, and those melons of hers were bursting to get out of their restraints. One of her giant boobs was ballooning outwards as it pressed into his side. The thong bikini was very revealing, and with her standing mostly in profile, you could see the full side of her shapely ass and a hint of her fully exposed rear end.

They fit perfectly together, both grinning happily, clearly a couple meant for each other. His fingertips dug ever so slightly into the skin near her hip, keeping her close. And she had her arms wrapped around him possessively, announcing to the world that he was hers. If there were any doubts about Dr. White's manipulations, this would have erased it. These two looked so good together, his tall well-built frame matched by her petite, curvaceous form. You could take one look at this pair and just know they had insane sex every night, both wearing the confidence that comes via experiencing the type of pleasure only a very few ever got to achieve. Damn... they were both very sexy.

"Hot, right?" Kendall remarked. "They're in Bali. Apparently, he was gonna give this trip to Lizzy for Christmas, but obviously... he thought better about that. And I mean... I can't blame him," she said, admiring her friend objectively, shaking her head. "He's come back in a few times, meeting Stacy in her office for... 'lunch'. At least they aren't quite as loud as they were during the Christmas party..." Kendall remarked, putting her phone away. "But no one says anything because she's pretty untouchable at this point. Rumor is that she might be getting promoted to the board very soon, and she's told me before that she'll recommend me for her job once she's promoted. But I won't fully believe it till it happens..." she said mostly to herself. Realizing what she was doing, the tall brunette shook her head, having moved well past the point of their discussion.