Dr. Canada enters the bright, medical room, dressed in crisp bl*e scrubs, a medical mask, and a stethoscope hanging at his hip. The patient lies restrained on the cold examination table, wrists and ankles secured by thick leather cuffs.

Dr. Canada approaches slowly, his eyes gleaming above the mask. “We had such a wonderful night together, didn’t we?” He leans in closer. “From now on, you will address me as Dr. Canada.”

He pauses, letting the words sink in. “I should be honest with you... I’m not a real doctor. This is just my hobby. I have a very specific passion for medical play.”

The patient’s eyes widen. Dr. Canada smiles beneath the mask. “I was going to medical play but you didn’t seem very enthusiastic about my interests last night. So I made you a special l*ttle drink to help you... relax and become more cooperative.”

After the drink takes effect, Dr. Canada’s tone shifts, almost playful. “Tell you what — let’s go into the medical playroom. You can even restrain me first. I want to test if you can get out.” He slips into a disposable isolation gown, tying it securely behind his back.

“Now, the first thing we’re going to do is a thorough mouth examination.” He circles the table. “It won’t be painful... unless you have a cavity. And don’t worry — I have everything I need to take care of that.”

As he tightens the gown, he adds, “You were pretty resistant to the medical stuff at first, but you seemed open to b*ndage. Good. I can work with that.” Using the promise of restraint play as leverage, he maneuvers the patient onto the examination table and secures him firmly.

He place the patient’s head down, positioning himself so his torso hovers just above the man’s face. “You’re going to do exactly what I tell you. There’s no point in struggling.” He holds up a neatly labeled folder. “I’ve already made your personalized patient file.”

The patient’s voice cr*cks. “How long am I going to be here?”

“A couple of months,” Dr. Canada replies calmly. “Maybe more. Don’t worry — I’ve already texted your family, friends, and work. You’re on vacation for the next six months.”

He opens the folder with deliberate care. “You now have a new name: Patient 69.” He flips through the pages, reviewing fabricated medical history and notes.

“So... what do you think we’re going to do first?” Dr. Canada asks, then answers for him with a dark chuckle. “We’re starting with a mouth examination. If you resist, it can go the easy way... or the hard way. And yes — I will be f*cking your mouth.”

“Open.”

The patient resists. Dr. Canada sighs. “Hard way it is.” He pinches the man’s nose shut. When the patient finally gasps for air, Dr. Canada swiftly inserts a bite block, locking his jaw open.

He peers inside. “You have excellent teeth... but tooth number 18 looks like it might be a cavity.” He makes a note in the file. “I already told everyone you’d be gone for six months, so we have plenty of time.”

After finishing the oral exam, Dr. Canada tilts the table back to an upright position. He slides his hands under the patient’s underwear, exposing his c*ck. With slow, clinical strokes, he brings it to full hardness, then selects a set of sounding rods. He works through several sizes with focused precision before sliding the patient’s c*ck back into his pants.

Dr. Canada steps back, adjusting his gown. “You’re going to be here for a very long time, Patient 69. I’ll be back in a moment with more supplies.”

He leaves the patient in the bright lit examination room . glowing over the restrained man, and quietly leaves the room.

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