"Thank you Doctor", she whimpered, "I'm so glad that you're controlling me! What do you want me to do next?"
"Well, Miss Romanoff, there's actually a couple of things we need to do now", he smiled; "We need to see how well you can maintain your focus. When you're done, you'll give me some more samples" He pulled out a huge vibrator. "I need to see how this affects you. Normally, I know your heroine focus would resist this; but I rather fear that it will now be rather diminished. Can you open your legs a little wider?"
The Black Widow barely needed the request, both eager to oblige and her legs already lolling pathetically. "Now, don't touch it, but just focus your mind as best you can, and see how long you can keep your composure..."
Delightedly, the Black Widow saw a chance to finally impress the Doctor with her Heroine capabilities. She had been mortified at her newfound lack of physical prowess, but now all that she had to do was focus her mind, ignore what was going on in her crotch, and do nothing. She remained completely confident that one thing that would not have changed was her legendary self-discipline; for years she had trained herself mentally for her mind to be a lethal weapon, instantly able to put herself in a trance-like state that would shut out all worldly concerns. Then the Doctor would finally respect her! Ooh, the Doctor! She smiled internally. The delightfully sexy and adorable Doctor. The things that she wanted to go to him...
Too late, she realised that her mind was wandering. What was wrong with her? The vibrator had barely entered her and she was already impossibly turned on. She desperately tried to remember her training before it was too late, if she succumbed this quickly, how could the Doctor ever respect her? She was a heroine!...
...A heroine who explosively came in a catastrophic squirting orgasm that fired the dildo across the room. "Thank you Miss Romanoff", he grinned, deftly catching it in mid air, "I guessed that might happen. I needed a sample of your cum - and this should neatly suffice - thank you!" The mortified Black Widow merely shuddered in humiliation and continuing delight. Her swollen breasts simultaneously squirted their contents vertically, and the Doctor neatly caught her milk in another test tube.
"Oh Doctor", she gasped "I'm sorry, I just (gasp) can't help myself." Any sense of decorum totally lost her, and she proceeded to finger herself.
"Miss Romanoff, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!" She stopped immediately, her obedience overcoming her desire. "Have some self-control! I needed to have some samples, and you have neatly given me 4 of them..."
"4?", she said blearily. "My cum, my milk, but..."
"Your sweat my dear!", neatly pressing a test tube to her belly. "That clearly cost you a lot of effort. And, I hate to say it..."; he reached between her thighs. Only then did she realise that in her moment of release, she had wet herself! She was sitting in a pool of her own piss!
She whimpered in renewed shame; "I'm sorry" in the quietest voice she could imagine.
"Miss Romanoff! It's not really good enough is it? ("No Doctor", she obediently grovelled)
"You need a little lesson, I'm afraid", he continued. "You are not a little girl and you shouldn't behave like one"
Once again he grabbed her quivering form and pulled her onto his lap, but this time deftly turned her so she toppled face down over his knee, her delectable ass offering itself perfectly as her huge tits swung inches from the floor. If you're going to behave like a little girl, then I suppose you need to be disciplined like one". And he drew back his hand...
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