"Doctor by day, dominatrix by night." I can see the headline, the tacky picture of a discipline queen, whip in one hand, stethoscope in the other. After all, why not? I'm good at my day job. People undress at my command everyday, passive and grateful. "Whatever you say, doctor," they say, "You're the doctor, you tell me." "Thank you, doctor," they generally say sincerely afterwards, "that was a thorough exam all right." I have them bending over and spreading for me all day. Why not take it to the night, spice it up? Probably make more money without the insurance hassles. The doctor was definitely IN. In charge, in control, in the mood.
That's an excerpt from a new story on Fishnet, the online erotic fiction magazine I'm editing. It's titled High Noon, by Mollie Shannon. To read more, read the rest of the story. (Not for anyone under 18.) Enjoy!