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The doctor's secret treatment The doctor's secret treatment
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The doctor's secret treatment

In the dimly lit Victorian doctor’s office, Dr. Samuel Blackthorn, a grave-faced man with a thick moustache and beard, leaned over a young woman. Her white corset strained against her curves as she lay on the table, hands tied with rope. She moaned softly, her eyes wide with fear but also a flicker of resistance in them. Dr. Blackthorn, with his pipe clenched between his teeth, focused intently on his task, ignoring the woman’s attempts to squirm away. Her pleasure peaked as she gasped, her body arching off the table before collapsing back down, a look of both ecstasy and defeat crossing her face. The doctor stepped back, satisfied, his expression unchanged.