The Doctor's Secret

Doctor Katherine Ding entered the examination room and warmly introduced herself to her patient. She sat down, clipboard in hand, and began asking him a series of generic health questions. She took notes. Without moving her eyes from her clipboard, she felt his gaze on her.

She realized that wearing a blouse with two buttons open was somewhat unprofessional, lab coat or not. However, the summer heat demanded at least some measure of comfort. Hopefully, he didn't mind the tease. And if he was healthy enough to be lusting after his doctor, that was a good sign.

Katherine left him momentarily to go print something for him. She found the printer on a desk in a busy hallway. As she waited for the documents, her cellphone buzzed in her coat pocket. She fished it out and saw a message from an unknown number. She opened it to a thumbnail of a video with several naked men standing around something.

Strange, but ok

. It wouldn't be the first time she took a porn break at work.

She started the video. The camera circled around the crowd of naked men to the center of attention. A young woman was crouched on a table being spitroasted by two men. One man was hammering into her from behind with hard, fast strokes, while the other held the woman's face onto his pelvis. Her mouth was wrapped around his cock, and she gave muffled moans as the other man plowed her. The crowd of men stood stroking their cocks, waiting for their turn with her. The cameraman swept the woman's hair aside, exposing her face to the camera. Katherine recognized her 18-year-old self.

Oh God.

She immediately clacked the phone face-down on the desk. This was THAT video.

Fuck Fuck FUCK!

She had tried to leave her slut days behind when she graduated college about a decade ago. She had told herself that if anyone had footage and wanted to use it against her, they would've done it by now. She had tried to convince herself that this wouldn't be an issue. People make mistakes all the time, right? Nothing happens to

them

. She thought she could slip by like it never happened. And yet...

Her phone buzzed again. Another message from the same sender.

'Does your family know about this?'

This bastard.

She texted back: 'Who is this?'

They responded: 'Conference room. 4pm today. Don't be late.'

She had all of nine seconds to process before another message came through:

'Wear that blouse. It looks good on you.'

She dropped her phone as she instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. She sheepishly looked around--her colleagues were going about their business, seemingly oblivious to her crisis. She didn't notice when her documents had finished printing. She straightened herself, picked up her phone and her documents, and turned to leave right before she felt a hand on her shoulder. She nearly jumped out of her lab coat as she turned to see the young intern looking up at her. Gina stood dressed in a black blazer, matching business skirt, and a cream-colored dress shirt buttoned up to the collar.

"Are you okay, Doctor?" Gina asked her.

"I'm fine," Katherine said. "I just- you startled me."

"You looked like you were having a panic attack. Do you need anything?" Gina asked.

"No, I... I just got some bad news over the phone. I'll be okay," Katherine responded with an involuntary quiver in her voice.

Gina's worried expression did not change.

"If you say so... Let me know if you need to talk."

Gina left Katherine alone to collect herself. She took a deep breath that only partially eased her anxiety, and returned to her patient.

***

Katherine stood outside the door of the conference room at 3:58 pm, hesitating, questioning herself, stalling until someone jumped out and said this was all just a stupid prank. She knew that nobody was coming to save her. It was too late to get the law involved. Even if she did, who would she go after?

She fidgeted, racking her mind for any excuse to not walk through that door into whatever shitstorm awaited her. What if she just walked away? Could she handle being known as a slut by everyone she knew? Would her career survive? Would her family survive?

4:00 pm. She was out of time.

Goddammit.

She turned the knob, slowly opened the door, and stepped inside. The conference room was furnished with five long, rectangular tables that were roughly arranged in a U shape. Behind the table at the opposite end of the room sat three men, watching her. When Katherine recognized the man in the middle, her heart sank and she realized she was in deep shit. David Forsyth, Regional Director of Signal Health Southwest, her boss' boss, was here. He was flanked by two nurses, one on each side. David gestured for her to enter.

"Please have a seat, Doctor," he commanded.

Katherine gently shut the door behind her and sat in the empty chair before the table, directly across from David. She recognized the two nurses flanking David, both dressed in medical scrubs as if plucked from their shifts to attend this meeting. On David's right was Thomas, a dark-skinned man with dark brown eyes and facial stubble. She had worked alongside him a few times--often enough to notice his comforting bedside manner with his patients. He had a way of making people feel safe. She could only hope he was here to mitigate this situation. On David's left was Jack, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed man with whom she had worked only once. They had only a passing acquaintance.

The director himself was an older man--in his late 40s by Katherine's estimation--with grizzled, greying facial hair. He wore a grey blazer with polished brass cufflinks, and a white dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He studied her with light brown eyes. His gaze weighed on her with an aura of authority that went beyond his job title. Katherine could barely meet his eyes.

"I don't think we've met in person," he began. "David Forsyth. Nice to meet you."

"Katherine Ding," she nodded in response, forcing a smile.

David nodded.

"I've heard good things about you. You receive high marks for the care you provide to your patients. I commend you for that."

"Thank you," Katherine replied. She didn't let herself relax fully--she knew he didn't call her in just to praise her.

"Now, it's come to my attention that there's some... risqué content about you. Can you explain that?" David asked.

Katherine swallowed.

"I... did something stupid in college over a decade ago. I was a dumb, 18-year-old freshman. I don't remember agreeing to being recorded."

David was silent for a moment, and then shrugged.

"Well, you can take legal action if it gets published online. Regardless, the content presents a liability to this branch."

"

If

it gets published online? Are you saying it isn't?" Katherine asked.

"Not as far as I'm aware," David responded. "It was shown to me by a private source. I don't know where they got it from, so we can't be sure it's not floating around somewhere out there."

Katherine nodded with her gaze lowered. David leaned forward with his fingers interlaced under his chin.

"Doctor, I want you to imagine the impact this would have on the company image. Imagine patients recognizing one of our doctors as someone who engages in those sorts of questionable activities. It makes us look 'unprofessional' to say the least."

"Sir, respectfully, I don't think a lapse in judgment 14 years ago has any bearing on how I treat my patients today," Katherine protested.

"It's not about performance, it's about impressions," David retorted. "Like it or not, first impressions matter."

"Was that

your

first impression of me?" Katherine asked.

David smiled.

"No. My first impression of you was that you're one of our top employees in the region."

Katherine smiled with a much-needed confidence boost.

"That's why it was disheartening to see

this

about you," David continued. "If the CEO were to find out about this, he'd consider you a liability. I'd have to justify to him why we're keeping you onboard."

"Well, you know my track record here. Is there no way I can convince you to put in a good word for me?" Katherine asked.

"There might be, actually."

Katherine's eyes finally met David's. She saw that he was gazing at her intently. A shiver ran up her spine.

"I'll be honest, Katherine, a part of me enjoyed what I saw," David conceded. "It's exciting to see a proper professional with a secret wild side."

"That was a long time ago, sir," Katherine answered, suddenly remembering that she never closed up her blouse. "I'm not that person anymore. I'm married. I have a family."

"Your husband must be a lucky man," David shrugged.

Katherine felt a pinch of guilt towards her husband. She had let Andy know that he wasn't her first, but she never told him the dirty details of what all she did before she met him. After seven years together, she still feared how he would react if he found out how much of a slut she once was.

"In any case, here's my proposition," David continued.

There was a pause in which Katherine's and David's eyes were firmly locked on each other.

"I want to see it for myself. I want you for a night," he finally said.

Katherine felt a mix of unease and--shamefully--arousal as the bomb was dropped on her.

"But..." she started, but couldn't find a retort. With what leverage could she argue? This man could end her career right now if he wanted to, and rightfully so with the material against her.

"I should clarify that it's not just me," David continued. "There's a reason why these two men are here. I understand that you've worked with both of them before?"

Katherine swallowed. Three of them at once? She had flashbacks of being spitroasted at the frat party. She felt a wetness between her legs, in spite of herself.

"Yes... I have," she said weakly.

David nodded.

"I was hoping a couple of familiar faces would make this easier. Now, if you agree to this, should that video reach the wrong audience, I will advocate for you and call in a few favors to keep you employed here. Otherwise, I'll leave you to deal with it yourself. The decision is yours, Katherine. What do you say?"

Katherine knew she was cornered. 'Deal with it yourself,' he said. How? If the CEO deemed her a liability, that meant the end of her career at Signal Health. If the video leaked online, that meant the end of her career at

any

major practice. If she was to continue practicing medicine, what choice did she really have? She took a deep breath and answered: "I'll do it."

"Are you sure?" David asked. "I don't want you to feel like you're being forced into anything. Do you

want

to do this?"

Was this a test, or was he toying with her at this point? Regardless, Katherine swallowed her pride and answered: "Yes, sir. I w

ant

to do this."

David smiled.

"Good, very good."

Katherine, defeated, let her gaze fall to the floor.

"Before you leave here today, go see the receptionist. She'll have something for you. We'll be in contact soon. You're dismissed."

At David's instruction, Katherine quietly got up and left the conference room. She found an unoccupied examination room, shut the door behind her, sat down, and cried. She had spent years distancing herself from her old ways--she had built a medical career, settled down, and started a family. But ultimately, she couldn't escape her dirty past. It would always be there in the background, threatening to turn her 'proper' life upside-down at any moment. It almost destroyed her career today, and still might. Would her family be next?

She spent several minutes in the examination room before she finally got up, wiped her tears, and left for the reception desk. Gina sat with her blazer draped over the back of her chair. She immediately looked up as Katherine approached.

"Doctor! How are you feeling?" Gina asked.

"I've had better days," Katherine shrugged, knowing better than to try to bullshit the astute intern. "I was told you had something for me?"

Gina reached under her desk and produced a small, pink backpack. She handed it to Katherine. It was light.

"I don't know what's in it. It feels almost empty, but be careful with it," Gina said.

"Thanks," Katherine responded.

"Remember that I'm always here to talk if you need it," Gina added.

Katherine hesitated, and then reached over the desk and hugged her. Gina wrapped her arms around Katherine's shoulders for a warm, brief embrace.

"Thank you," Katherine said.

She left with the backpack and went to her car. Once inside, she opened the backpack and found a white bunny mask--it was an upper mask that only covered above the nose. Also in the backpack was a black dress and a note. She opened the note and found the instructions left for her:

Royal Oaks Hotel

Room 317

Saturday at 9pm

This is where it would happen. She sighed, started her car, and made the long drive home.

***

It was 8:58pm when Katherine stepped off the elevator onto the third floor of Royal Oaks. She had just come from having dinner with her family. Andy made pasta for them--chicken fettuccine, her favorite. She had told Andy she was attending a social with some of her coworkers. He refused to send her out so late on an empty stomach. He always had such a good heart. She loved that about him.

She reached the door of room 317. She paused, took a deep breath, and knocked. The door opened to Thomas standing on the other side. He wore a suit like one would wear on a semi-formal outing--a black blazer with matching slacks, and a white dress shirt. In his hand, he held a red fox mask, similar to the bunny mask Katherine was given.

"Hey," Thomas greeted her.

He stepped aside and allowed her in. Katherine entered the hotel room. Along one wall were two, king-sized beds, one on either side of a nightstand. Along the opposite wall was a desk with a mini-fridge and a cooler tucked underneath. Jack sat at the desk while David sat on the bed nearest the curtains, both wearing suits like Thomas. Jack held a grey wolf mask and David held an oak brown masquerade mask.

"Welcome," David greeted her.

Katherine waved. The door shut behind her.

"Did you bring your outfit?" David asked.

"I did," Katherine responded, sliding the little pink backpack off her shoulders.

"Good. There's a bathroom on your left. Get changed," David instructed.

Katherine entered the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She set the backpack on the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. She had arrived dressed in a cream-colored tank top and capris. Her long, dark hair was tied in a bun. She intended to look casual on her way to the hotel, but she knew what was expected of her when she saw the contents of the backpack. She undid her bun, letting her hair fall past her shoulders. She slid her wedding ring off her finger.

Sorry, Andy. If you knew, you'd understand.

She tucked her ring safely in the front pocket of her backpack. As she removed her clothes, she heard the muffled voices of the men outside the door.

"My wife wouldn't... she'd kill me..."

"...since the last time..."

"Never tried something like..."

They were chatting about their wives and past experiences. Had they done something like this before? No surprise, given David's status.

Katherine stripped down to her panties and then slid the dress over her. It fit almost perfectly if not for the straps being too loose around her shoulders. It felt like the dress was liable to slide down and expose her breasts at any moment. Then again, maybe that was the point. Finally, she put the mask on. She examined her reflection--she looked like a proper masquerade partygoer. That was one thing she had never experienced in college.

Katherine stuffed her clothes into her backpack and exited the bathroom. She entered the room again to find the three men waiting for her. They had all donned their masks--Thomas the fox, Jack the wolf, and David the hunter. They all gazed intently on her, the rabbit, their prey. The imagery was not lost on her.

"Ravishing," David said. He spoke with an underlying desire in his voice that sent a shiver up Katherine's spine.

David got up from the bed and produced a bottle of wine from the cooler, along with four glasses from the refrigerator. He pulled a corkscrew from his pocket and began opening the bottle.

"Have you ever been hunting, Katherine?" David asked.

"I haven't," she responded.

"When I was a boy, my father would take me and my brothers hunting. Every time we brought home a prize, we would celebrate with a toast."

David had opened the bottle and begun filling the glasses with red wine.

"Of course, father always got the good stuff while my brothers and I had to settle for cranberry juice," he concluded.

Thomas and Jack approached the desk where the glasses were set. The three men all took one. Katherine went and took the last.

"Does the prize drink to celebrate being captured?" Katherine asked.

David chuckled.

"I'd like to imagine they would, if they knew their flesh was about to satisfy men."

David raised his glass.

"To the hunt."

The four of them clinked their glasses together and drank, emptying them in one swallow. Katherine found that it was smoother than the wine she and Andy occasionally drank at dinner. She set her glass down at the same time as David. They locked eyes. David went to her, placed a hand on her cheek, and kissed her. He held her waist with his other hand, pulling her into him. Katherine braced herself against his shoulders. She tasted the wine on his lips as they kissed.

Oh God.

David was the first man she had kissed since dating Andy. She was alive with a potent mixture of guilt and excitement. Jack and Thomas drew towards her from either side. As David pulled from the kiss, Thomas turned Katherine's face towards his and kissed her. Thomas wrapped an arm around Katherine's back and squeezed her breast with his other hand. Jack slid a strap down Katherine's shoulder, stuck his hand inside her dress, and squeezed her other breast. Thomas pulled from the kiss, and Jack turned Katherine's face towards his and kissed her in kind.

Katherine was smothered, melting under the touch of the three men. It had been ages since the last time she had so many hands and mouths all over her. Her pussy got wet, yearning with desire as the college slut from the previous decade was stirring.

"Get on your knees," David commanded.

The others released her. Katherine obeyed, sinking to her knees with her hands in her lap, like a good girl. She looked up at the imposing, masked hunter, anticipating his next move. David undid his pants and shucked them down to his ankles, boxers included. His cock was hard and ready. It was... about the same size as Andy's. Katherine didn't know what to expect from a man in his mid-40s, but she could definitely work with this. Jack and Thomas stood on either side of her and dropped their pants as well. She knew what to do.

Katherine took David's cock in her hand and took the head in her mouth. She slowly bobbed back and forth, going further down his shaft little by little. Without looking away from David, Katherine reached out to either side and stroked Thomas and Jack while sucking David. Muscle memory was returning to her. Katherine turned her attention to Jack, sucking him while stroking David. She continued for a minute or two before switching to sucking Thomas while stroking Jack. This was when she realized that Thomas had at least a couple inches on the others. While she could take the full length of David and Jack, she couldn't do so with Thomas without gagging. David chuckled.

"Easy. Don't choke yourself," David said.

Katherine eventually returned to sucking David while stroking the other two. She felt him subtly lean his hips forward--he was getting close. Sure enough, David grabbed the back of Katherine's head and pulled her into him as he thrust his cock into her mouth, taking control of her. Katherine could barely focus on stroking the other two as David fucked her mouth. Eventually, David moaned as he shot his load. Katherine gulped down his cum as it hit the back of her throat. David finally released her. She pulled back, covered her mouth, threw her head back, and swallowed audibly.