"Shall I adjust the mirrors so that you can watch as I take your virginity? Or will watching it on video later be enough for you?" he asked.

Daddy! Daddy! I wished with all my might that he could somehow know what a terrible place I was in.

"Please . please . " I gasped, not even knowing what I was begging for. "Please don't do this . "

"Trinity darling, you know what I want. Nothing less than the locations where we might find your father will do. Whatever I do to you is in your own control. It's your choice." He replied reasonably.

"You lying sack of shit!" I screamed, hating his voice, his hands touching me, cutting me, probing me.

"It's not my choice! You're doing it! How dare you even say such a thing!" I screamed at him, knowing for the first time what a true hateful rage was. I yanked hard against the restraints and felt the bed move a bit with my efforts. I kept at it, seeing that it was having some effect.

"Yes, yes, you may struggle if you choose to do so. It won't affect the outcome." he said just as I felt a hard pinch somewhere between my legs. I stopped struggling, heaving and out of breath.

"Since you've chosen not to have the mirrors placed, I'll just describe the changes I'm making to your vulva." he commented, lifting another tool from the cart.

"I've set this spreader so that I can easily have access to your inner labia. I've clamped off the one side and will now clamp the other so that I can excise the excess material. There'll be some blood, but not too much and then I will cauterize the incisions before moving on to the next procedure which is to surgically remove that pesky little hymen. I could of course just force my fingers inside you to break it, but neatness counts. I don't want a nasty old torn hymen, I want a nicely cut hymen for perfect symmetry."

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Dr. Wingate couldn't help her own state of arousal as Trinity shared her most intimate fantasy. She glanced at her husband who was completely absorbed in watching the readouts. He turned as the signals dipped a bit, a question in his eyes.

Dr. Wingate shrugged and smiled, "Trinity dear, please go on." she prompted softly.

"Well, there isn't much more really, I just kind of well, replay those things, trying to think of other evil things he could do." Trinity replied softly. "It's hard to think of evil things he can do that aren't too horrible. I don't really like horrible nasty stuff, just needles and cutting and spankings I guess."

"You know .doctor . " Trinity began, suddenly conscious of how aroused she was feeling as she shared her most intimate fantasy with the doctor. "You're so easy to talk to .I've never told anyone this before you know? And sometimes, sometimes I just wish that I could really feel what's in my fantasy . this time though, it kind of does . maybe because of the surgery or something. I love thinking about needles and cutting and being brave to save someone. It gets me hornier than thinking about just having sex. I mean, sex is fun and all . but it's this stuff that makes it fun, thinking about this stuff while I'm doing it . pretending that it's the evil doctor fucking me instead of whoever it is. Like that time with the Pastor. I think he sort of knew that bad things turn me on and him being a priest and all made it great because it was sort of like one of my other fantasies. I could pretend that he was trying to make me 'good' or punishing me for being bad." Trinity confided softly.

"Yes, fantasy is a very important part of sexuality. When all is said and done, straight sex is fun, but it does seem to be purely physical while fantasy is the mental aspect that makes the physical even more exciting." Dr. Wingate agreed.

"You know doc, I was kind of hoping that this experiment really was like one of those kinky stories I've read on the Internet." Trinity continued with a small smile. "I told the other doc, your husband I guess, that I wasn't looking for that . but I really was. He just ignored me though and did his stuff. Said that he couldn't do all that stuff because of all the rules and protocols or something like that. But you know, this would be so cool . I really wish I was awake for all the stuff you guys did. I could have taken it . I think. It all kind of hurts now, but it's a good hurt, or a hurt I like. Am I really sick for saying that?" Trinity asked.

"No Trinity, you aren't sick for being honest. It's a good thing to understand what you like and if you are interested, we can discover why you like it. You aren't alone, as I'm sure you've realized if you've been on the Net as much as you are saying. Many people have these urges and they act on them. As long as everyone agrees to what is going on, there's no harm in it most of the time."

"Yeah, but I never know what to believe on the Internet. Most of it is probably bullshit and some stories I read that said they were supposedly true, just don't seem believable."

Dr. Wingate chuckled, "Well, if you had to explain your experiences today, how would it sound? Can you tell me what you were feeling once your parents told you that you were accepted for this program?"

Trinity smiled, "Well, I guess it really wouldn't be believable, would it? The weird thing is most stories are about the women hating what's happening, or they do really crass things that don't seem fun to me. But yeah, I can tell you how I felt . I should do like a diary thing for this, shouldn't I?" Trinity asked.

"You could do that, it might be helpful as we evaluate all the results." Dr. Wingate replied with a smile.

"Okay, so well . let's see. Where did you want me to start? Just in the office, when Mom and Dad signed the papers and all?"

"That would be fine."