Dr. August. [TMAD series.]

"Control."

Dr. August walked into his office early in the morning, cleaning his sex supplies. He placed an extra box of condoms into a drawer and placed his notebooks out onto his counter. Out of nowhere, two women walked inside of the room. Both of them were light skinned. One had her hair in a bun, and the other had her hair cut short.

"Hello ladies?" Dr. August smiled. "Are you both going to be joining me?"

"No we're not, but we need your help." The short haired woman said in an aggravated tone. "It's about my friend."

"What about her?" Dr. August said, fixing his glasses.

"Well, she's kind of over aggressive. She's extremely over controlling, which is why she can't get a boyfriend." The long haired girl snarled. "We think that she needs some dick because her attitude is horrible. We think that that'll straighten her out."

Dr. August looked at the girls, then put a large smile on his face.

"Send her in." Dr. August grinned. "I'll straighten her out."

20 minutes after the girls left, a dark skinned woman walked into his office. Dr. August opened the door for her, watching her scoff and jump onto the doctors seat. Dr. August grabbed his clipboard and fixed his glasses, shutting the door behind her.

"Hello i'm Dr. Aug-"

"I know who you are. My friends sent me here." The girl snarled. "Ugh...."

Dr. August loved girls with feisty attitudes. He looked up at the girl and gave her a dirty look, placing his tongue on the top of his lip.

"What's your name, sexy?" Dr. August grinned.

"Michelle. Why?" The girl snarled, folding her arms and looking down at him.

Dr. August didn't say anything. He continued to grin at her, giving her a predator type look. The girl's eyes widened at him as she got up and headed towards the door.

"I can't believe that my friends sit me here to have sex with some random ass man." Michelle snarled as she grabbed the door knob. "I don't have time for thi-"

Dr. August grabbed the girls arms and snatched her back inside, pinning her against the wall. He slammed the door, then looked her back in her face. Michelle gave off a horrified look, looking up at him in a fearful way. He leaned close to her, clenching his teeth together and giving her a dark look.

"Listen to me, Michelle. I am the doctor, and you are my patient." Dr. August demanded. "Now you're going to stay here and i'm going to do whatever the hell I want and you're going to do whatever the hell I say. Do you understand me?"

"Y-yes...." Michelle responded in a nervous tone.

"Say 'Yes Dr. August.'" Dr. August growled through his teeth. "Say it right now."

"Yes Dr. August." Michelle said in a louder tone. "Yes."

"Right." Dr. August said in a stern tone. "Get on the table. Now."

Michelle sat on the table as Dr. August towered over her. He tied her wrists up with a tight rope, then lowered himself down to her pants. He snatched her pants off and looked at her black underwear, smiling at it. He bit down on them and snatched them off with his teeth, placed on his rubber gloves, then did the smell check that he always did.

"Mmm." Dr. August whispered with his eyes closed. "Raspberry."

He slipped off his doctor jacket along with his blue shirt, showing him his fully scoped abs. Her mouth dropped open as she leaned her wrists up a little and felt on his "V" cut. Dr. August scrunched his eyebrows at her, smacking her wrists away.

"Did I tell you to touch?" Dr. August asked in a stern tone.

"No, but I-"

"Then don't touch." Dr. August interrupted. "Understand?"

"Yeah...." Michelle sighed. "Sorry."

Dr. August smiled and used a knife to cut her rope off. He grabbed her hand and lifted her up close to his body. They were so close that their lips were inches away from each others.

"Turn around and bend over." Dr. August demanded.

Michelle turned around, but she was turning around too slowly. Dr. August held her waist with his left hand, then pushed her down with his right hand on the palm of her back. After slipping in the lubricant condom, he slid inside of her and watched her let out a loud moan.

"Oh my...........Dr. Augu-"

"Shh. Quiet." Dr. August whispered to her. "Don't moan."

Dr. August continued to stroke and hit it from the back, smiling and looking over at her face. He did it for about 10 minutes, watching the sweat build up and form on top of her back. Out of nowhere, Michelle let out a loud and escalated moan.

"Don't stop, doctor!" Amber moaned in a loud tone. "Don't stop! I'm gonna cu-"

Then, Dr. August leaned over her and grabbed her hair, yanking her whole entire head back. She continued to pant hard, still wondering why he had a handful of her hair in his hands. However, she liked it.

"Didn't I tell you to stop screaming?" Dr. August demanded, growling through his teeth. "Now i'm not going to finish."

"No please..." Michelle sighed with her hair still in Dr. August's grip. "I'm sorry. It just slipped out....."

"Mhm." Dr. August smiled. "You can scream after I do this...."

Dr. August kept her hair into his grip, ramming in and out of her faster and faster. Michelle gripped onto the side of the bed, opening her mouth to let out her next moan.

"Oh god! YES." Michelle moaned. "Ughhh yes!"

"Say my fucking name." Dr. August growled through his teeth again, still holding her hair. "Now."

"Dr. August!" Michelle shouted as he rammed back and forth.

"Say it again."

"DR. AUGUST!"

With a few more thrusts, he watched Michelle's legs start to shake. He felt her juices stream all over Roczilla, telling him that it was another job well done. She closed her eyes and collapsed on top of his table as he grinned, slid out of her, then threw the condom away in the trash. He placed back on his clothes, watching her flip over and place back on her pants again. She was still a little out of breath.

"Oh man, doctor." Michelle panted as she lifted back up. "W-where do I sign?"

"Right here, baby." Dr. August winked as he took out his magazine, pointing into his notebook.

After Michelle got done signing the book, she gave Dr. August a kiss on the cheek and stepped out to see her friends grinning and looking at her in a cheerful way. Michelle fixed her pants, smiling back at them.

"How was it, Michelle?" Her friends winked.

"That. Shit. Was. Amazing." Michelle winked as she threw her purse over her shoulders. "Let's go hang out, girls."

Her attitude changed completely. All she needed was some good sex, and her friends knew that that's exactly what she needed. As Michelle stepped away, they peeked into Dr. August's room to see him and thank you.

"Good job playing the aggressive role, doctor." The long haired girl smiled.

"Haha. I'm not even that way, but it was fun." Dr. August winked, reading his sports illustrated magazine. "It's just another job well done, ladies."