Naughty Patient

Jagger pov

Round glasses, big doe eyes, sharp nose, small lips, freckles on the cheeks, petite frame and those boobs. I mean I've only seen them through her clothes but I bet they are plump and round. I can't get her out of my head. I can't stop thinking about her warm mouth around my cock. She will definitely make a good pet. I smiled, bouncing the stress ball off the wall. Smiling. I noticed I have been doing that a lot since yesterday.

I am intrigued, I won't lie. I intentionally scare my doctors away. I wasn't sick and I won't allow them to treat me like I am. But Sky, she's different. Yes I want to fuck her but I think it's more than that. I was snapped out of my thoughts with the dangling of keys. Looking at the door, I noticed the guards trying to open it. Guess it was breakfast time. I ignored them. They always get on my nerves, trying to get me to react. Assholes.

Pushing the door open, Armando, the head guard stepped in, tossing the food on the floor, he snarled at me with distaste. I chuckled, catching my ball and sitting up, I looked at him with my eyebrows raised.

“Hope you choke and die, psycho” he said with so much hatred.

I smirked and got up from the small ass bed. I walked towards him and his hands went to his gun holster, eyes daring me to do something. I raised my hands in fake surrender. He scoffed, letting go of his gun and then turned to leave. Immediately I grabbed his head and slammed it on the door, shutting us inside. The alarms went off.

He fell on the floor groaning, he went for his gun again but I stepped on his hand making him scream in pain. That got the attention of the other guards outside. They burst the door open, rushed in and pushed me off Armando. Some of them tried to help him and others pulled me outside my cell and then came at me with the batons.

A few hours later, after a few stitches, I was sitting on the floor in isolation. I'm not surprised, I mean I attacked a guard but I was more surprised with the doctor sitting opposite me.

“I am trying to be different from your previous doctors Mr Daxton, so I won't make assumptions so tell me, why did you attack the guard?” she asked.

She had balls, I will give her that. I am pretty sure she was breaking a few rules, well more than a few if you count this morning. How the hell she hasn't gotten herself fired baffles me.

Her big eyes staring intently at me, hoping I would answer. All I did was stare at her soft looking lips. They were inviting and tempting. Since I got locked up in this hell hole, I haven't been sexually active, not that I wanted to be but Sky, she's awakened that monster and it's not going back in anytime, well at least not until it gets what it wants.

“Mr Daxton, you are making this hard for yourself and me. Believe it or not, I know what you're doing, all the mind games and shenanigans and let me tell you, they might have worked on your previous doctors but not me ok? Now we can do this the easy way which is you talking to me, with actual words or we do the hard way, I write you up and increase your stay to maybe an extra few years, how about that?” she rambled, obviously frustrated but I was more focused on my hard on.

She looked so sexy being all frustrated and shit, trying to be tough. Guess the mind games actually worked. That was fast. I knew she would fold, I mean they always do but not barely two days after our first session. That tells me she's deprived. Real bad.

“Ok ok sweetheart, you win. No more mind games. I promise” I said.

She rolled her eyes at the nickname. I was thinking of ways I can take her in this tiny cell. Firstly, I knew there was no guard outside, they don't get stationed here, which is why I think she's crazy for coming down here alone. Secondly, there's only a tiny chair, which she's currently sitting on.

She looked at me with uncertainty, clearly not believing what I just said. Adjusting her legs, she clicked the recorder she was holding and then turned to me.

“This is Dr Sky Montgomery, signing in with patient 4410. Now Mr Daxton, I will go straight to it, why did you attack the guard?” she asked.

“Because of you” I said nonchalantly, observing her reaction and she didn't disappoint. She got flustered and a few shades pink. She adjusted her glasses and then looked at me.

“No more games, remember?”

“I am not playing games sweetheart, I needed to get a reaction out of you and boom, you confirmed my suspicions.”

I was having too much fun and it wasn't even the fun part yet.

“What suspicions Mr Daxton?” she asked trying to appear as if she wasn't interested in what I just said.

I got up, groaning from the pain but I brushed it off. The look on her face told me she was concerned. How innocent. The minute I started walking towards her, she shifted on her seat, staring at me with anticipation, dread and… lust.

I stood in front of her, her face directly in front of my crotch, her breaths picking up. Putting my hand on her jaw, I lifted her face to look at me.

“You know sweetheart, you are different and you know it. Not crazy like most people in here but just the right amount of crazy to want your patient to fuck you” I said softly, drawing her in and she followed. She wasn't resisting or denying and clearly wasn't running for the hills. Oh she's hooked.

“Mr Daxton….” she trailed off, lost for words already.

I traced my thumb around her lips, they were as soft as I imagined. I retreated my hand and stepped away from her, watching her as she panted, looking at me expectedly. She grabbed the chair, clasping her legs together, it was obvious she was turned on.

Pulling down my jumpsuit, it fell to my ankles and my cock bounced to life, pointing at her like it belonged to her. It kinda did at the moment. All this while, we were staring at each other but the minute my cock came out, her eyes darted towards it. She licked her lips and swallowed and then looked at me, silently asking for permission.

I chuckled and nodded.

“Go ahead sweetheart, play with it.”