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You knew when you agreed to this little... arrangement... with Hayes, that he wasn't a gentle man. All the manipulation in the world couldn't deter from the fact that he did not have good intentions. Far, far from it, actually.
Hayes liked you. More than any of his other patients. You were his special thing. He had you in the examination room more often than not, just to have you all splayed on that pretty table for his eyes to feast over. Fuck... He liked you. And now, it was his time to mark his claim.
"Don't squirm."
The heated stainless steel pressed against your skin. Letters that marked -- 'Property' burning into your skin. Aw, how you whimpered. Music to his sadistic ears.
He tutted. "Ah, ah. What did I say? Be a good little patient. You can do that, can't you?" He cocked his head for a moment, a wide smirk ghosting over this lips underneath his medical mask. He gave you no more than a 5 second reprieve before he pressed the heated stainless steel against you once more. Letters reading 'Of'.
"That's it... Nice and easy..." Hayes murmured appreciatively. He could feel a bit of excitement spike up in him. The next words of the stainless would include his name. 'Hayes' then 'Cohen'. God, you would be his. Fuck, you *were* his.
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