- By Tara Crescent
- Editions: eBooks
- Published: 12/3/13 – 7/1/14
- Genre: Adult, Erotic Romance
- In a Flutter: Paging Dr. Hottness!
A surgeon with secrets. A woman who craves to be spanked. When they get together in an examination room – what will happen next?
Lisa Preston has always fantasized about a doctor tying her down on the examination table, and taking her for his pleasure. When she meets Dr. Patrick Anderson in a club, will she be brave enough to tell the Doctor what she needs? And will the Doctor make her fantasies come true?
We’re doing something a little different this week:
Spotlighting an entire series by Tara Crescent.
The Doctor Dom Series concluded this month. It’s an Erotic Romance with elements of BDSM and Medical Kink. If you’re looking to expand your horizons a little bit, this is the perfect series!
It should be pointed out to readers that the scenes featuring medical-themed BDSM are 100% consensual, they are pre-planed, and while one of the characters is a Doctor, he is not her Doctor. Clear? Ok! Now let’s have some fun!
I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed my first foray into Medical Kink!
I had some apprehension, a lot of curiosity, and no real expectations for what this series could be. The POV is split between the two main characters: Lisa Preston & Dr. Patrick Anderson. There certainly was a high HEAT factor to each and every sex-scene, and the medical kink kept everything new and interesting for me – which is quite difficult to do when you read 200+ Erotica stories each year! For all the power play involved with their BDSM exploits, there is an undercurrent of respect, trust, and genuine intimacy between the two characters.
It’s the focus on the characters themselves which make this series so successful. Their relationship moves beyond the sex (but thankfully not insta-love) and an honest, friendly, compassionate relationship blooms between them… The main characters are smart, educated, quirky, believable, mature, and the most real of any fictional couple (especially in the world of D/s) which I’ve read in a long time. Their levelheaded behavior outside the bedroom makes for a much more interesting dynamic when Tara Crescent heaps in the erotica…
I was endlessly impressed by the consistent quality of this series. There are no unbelievable plot twists or insurmountable character flaws.
Patrick and Lisa are strong and intelligent characters who are slowly revealing themselves to each other. The love is warm and real between these two and transcends the play time spent in the infamous Examination Room…
This is heartfelt romance wrapped up in a sizzling hot package, and I loved every single book. Patrick and Lisa are absolute perfection. Watching their story unfold was a pleasure.
The first book, Triage, is only 99¢ on Amazon, so I hope you’ll go out and try it for yourself!
Excerpt from Triage
(Doctor Dom Volume 1)
He smiled at me. “You are a new patient, correct, Miss Preston?”
“Yes, Doctor,” I mumbled.
“And I see, from your notes here, that you haven’t had a full examination in over five years.”
I winced. His tone had a mild rebuke in it. “Yeah, sorry Doctor.”
“It’s important to take good care of your health, young lady,” he said, his tone hard. Oh, that tone. His voice had a direct line to my pussy, and when he took on that tone; firm, dominant, my pussy just clenched and gushed in response. I bit my lip.
“Unfortunately,” he continued in the same hard tone, “this means that your exam will be longer today, as I have to check more things, make sure everything’s in order.”
I nodded. “I understand, Doctor,” I said softly.
I’d never role-played before. I’d always wondered if I’d feel silly, if it would feel contrived. But maybe that depended on who I was playing with. Patrick had an air of effortless command, he was very much in character, and I responded to him, his dominance causing submissiveness in me.
“First, the basics, height and weight,” he said, and this time, there was an undercurrent of laughter in his voice. Oh, the jerk. He was now going to know how much I weighed. I flushed beet red. I could stay in character, or I could not step on the scale.
I stepped on the scale, feeling utterly naked as I moved in my mostly backless, see-through hospital gown. The cool air hit my nipples, causing them to perk up. Patrick just grinned.
“One hundred and twelve pounds,” he said, making a notation on his clipboard. I flushed beet-red.
“Height, please, stand against this chart,” he pointed to the markings at the door. Oh, he had been very, very thorough.
I stood against the chart, my face still flushed. My naked bottom made contact with the door, and I felt very, very exposed. He came up to me, put his hands on my shoulders, and pushed me up against the door. This close to him, I could feel the heat in his body, I could smell the woodsy smell of his aftershave, and I could almost feel his hard body against mine.
“He’s your doctor,” I thought to myself, fully embracing the role. “Get a grip, Lisa.”
He pushed me back on the chart. “You need to stand straight, Miss Preston,” he said firmly. “No slouching, head up, look straight ahead.”
His hand brushed against my nipple as he reached for the clipboard. Accidentally? Heat rose within me as I looked straight ahead, waited for him to write down my height on the clipboard, before I moved.
“Five feet, four inches.” His voice was professional. “Ok, let’s get going, please sit on the stool.”
The stool he indicated was stainless steel. I sat on it, my naked bottom making contact with the cool surface, and I squirmed a bit at the cold.
His lips twitched as he watched me. There was laughter in his eyes; a warmth that made me feel cherished, even as he went about making one of my dark fantasies come true.
“Ready, Miss Preston?” he asked me.
“Yes, Dr. Anderson,” I replied. Every time I called him Dr. Anderson, there was a clenching of my muscles, a twitch of lust. My pussy was soaked through; I could feel the moisture trickle out; leak on the stool below. I flushed beet-red; the telltale spot of wetness would be visible when I got up from the stool. He was going to see how aroused I was.
He moved next to me, almost straddling me. The way he stood, his lab coat had swung aside, and his erection was clearly visible, and almost at my mouth. I licked my lips; I couldn’t help myself. I heard him chuckle briefly.
“The stethoscope works best against bare skin, Miss Preston,” he said. I nodded, flushed, reached up behind my back to remove the tie holding the gown together. My breasts lifted as my hands reached behind my back; he was standing so close to me that they pressed up against his groin. I untied the tie holding the gown in place; the gown fell to my waist, and my naked breasts were exposed; and to my chagrin, my nipples were already erect.
I heard him take a deep breath, and then he bent down, and pressed the stethoscope against my chest, perhaps a little closer to my breasts than was appropriate. His fingers brushed my nipple as he held the stethoscope against me, and my nipple hardened further, swelling even more under his touch.
My fantasy always started the same way. I’d be in a doctor’s office; he’d be conducting an examination, and then, slowly, he’d take greater and greater liberties with me. First, he’d stand so close to me so that I was slightly uncomfortable, but yet unsure if I was just being paranoid. Then, he’d graze my nipples accidentally, and I’d be confused about whether I should protest or not. Finally, he’d do something that would make his intentions clear; that he wanted me, and he was going to have me, and there would be nothing I could do about it.
As Patrick brushed his hand against my nipple, there was nothing I wanted more than for him to keep going; to keep touching me.
He moved behind me, his erection brushing against my cheek as he moved. I flushed; my mouth half-opened; I wanted him to put his dick down my throat; to use me hard, without consideration for my pleasure. My pussy gushed as it responded to that thought.
The stethoscope was cold at my back; but his hand was pressed on my shoulder, keeping me steady. “Stay still, Miss Preston,” he chided.
“Yes, Dr. Anderson,” I muttered. My brain was enveloped in a haze of lust; my pussy clenching; my insides churning with longing.
He straightened; came around, looked at me. There was heat in his eyes, but his tone was even. “Very good, Miss Preston, let’s get going to the next bit; I’m going to need you on the examination table.”
“Yes, Dr. Anderson,” I said obediently, getting up. I hadn’t been paying attention to my untied robe, and as I rose, it slid down, untethered, to my feet. I went scarlet in embarrassment, and kept my eyes lowered. I was mortified.
“I see naked bodies every day, Miss Preston.” His voice was laughing. “But,” he added, his voice hard, as I moved away from the stool, towards the examination table, “it seems that we have a problem.”
He was looking at the wet spot on the stool. I went beet-red again. “I’m sorry, Dr. Anderson,” I mumbled. My voice was very soft.
“Apologies are easy, Miss Preston,” he said, his voice even, “but you need to fix this mess, please.”
I looked around for paper towels; found none. Surprised and slightly shocked, I looked at him. There was open lust in his eyes, and there was warmth and laughter too.
“Of course, Dr. Anderson,” I whispered, lowering my face to the stool, bringing my tongue out to lick my juices clean from the table, as he had intended.
Was I embarrassed? A little bit. Humiliated? Not really. I had looked in his eyes, and he was clearly loving this, but the warmth and laughter in his gaze also made me feel respected. And so I licked the drippings of my wet pussy from the stool, and watched the heat rise in his eyes, and felt powerful at his response.
I gazed into his eyes when I was done; deliberately licked my lips. “What would you like me to do next, Dr. Anderson?” I asked him, my voice clear.
Q&A with Tara Crescent
If you were to describe this series in only one word, what would it be?
Oh dear, I hate one word descriptions. I’m going to be a rule-breaker, and answer with a sentence.
I think the series is hot and kinky, but I also think the two main characters, Patrick and Lisa, genuinely care for each other, and it shows in their actions.
What would you say inspired you to write it?
I tend to write about what I personally find erotic, and there’s something about being helpless in a Doctor’s office that I find very, very sexy. However, most of the medical play stories I’ve read involve the doctor taking advantage of the patient in some fashion. Non-consent isn’t really erotic to me, and so I wrote the kind of story I wanted to read – consensual, with a safe, sane amount of medical kink, and two people who completely respect each other, both in and out of the bedroom.
What kind of research was required to write about Medical Kink?
Porn. Lots and lots of porn. The things you have to do in the name of ‘research’! Let’s just say there’s a reason no one is allowed to touch my laptop – my Internet search history is very NSFW.
What was your first Erotica reading experience?
I don’t remember which story, but it was definitely on Literotica. I’ve been a Literotica reader for more than ten years now. (I write there too! My Literotica ID is funinthesungirl19. Check me out!)
What can you tell us about the Spin-offs of the Doctor Dom Series you have planned?
Here’s the funny thing – though Doctor Dom grew into a series, right at the start, it was a spin-off from the House of Pain, a story that features Patrick’s friends Doug and Sara.
But right now, Charles and Natalie seem to have their own story going on, don’t they? But when it gets written? Hard to tell. Sometimes – the characters write their own stories, and all I have to do is write it down. Other times, it’s harder work. Realistically, if there’s a Natalie & Charles story, it won’t happen in 2014. (Front and center right now is a trio of stories set in Venice; the first one releases Aug 15. Please check out my blog for more information, and sign up to my mailing list for new release notifications and specials!)
Can you tell us a little about your Cover Design? Doctor Dom has an amazing cover art!
Doesn’t it? Freaking amazing.
I wish I could take credit for it – but I can’t. My cover designer is James @ www.goonwrite.com, and he gets all the credit for this one. When I first saw that image though – all I could think was – this is it. This is my cover.
James has really done a brilliant job taking that original image and adapting it to each new story that came out.
How long did this series take, from the moment you began working on the manuscript to when you hit ‘Publish’?
I started writing the first part of this story in November 2013. Originally, I wrote Triage as a more-or-less stand-alone. I added a little bit of a twist at the end, because twists are interesting, and I sent it off to a couple of beta readers.
One of them wrote back and promised me she’d kill me if I didn’t reveal the twist. And so, the series was born. The entire series – all five books – has taken almost eight months, start to finish.
And the most important question: Have you been in an exam room since you began writing this series, and how did that go?
Ha ha! No. I’m remarkably lackadaisical about going to the doctor. I’m definitely due for an appointment, and honestly, now that you’ve pointed it out, it’s going to be very hard to keep from blushing the entire time!
Character Interview with Lisa
How are things with you and Patrick these days?
Now that you’re settled, how often do you two make it to the Examination Room?
Where do you play more, the bedroom or the exam room?
Have you had any more interaction with Patrick’s family?
All brilliant questions! Here’s an answer. (Check-Up.)
Tara Crescent chose to write a story story titled ‘Check Up‘ to answer several of my questions to Lisa. This Short story is being exclusively published on The Smutsonian for the next two weeks.
How is your lovely assistant, Natalie? Is she still seeing Charles?
Natalie is being quite mysterious. I think she’s still seeing Charles, but if she is, their relationship seems tumultuous. I will say this about Charles – I thought he was a bit of a hard-ass at the start, but every time I’ve seen him with Natalie, he’s so very kind and attentive. It’s quite a personality shift!
Are you still playing gigs with Mandy’s band?
Yes! We are in our mid-thirties, but we cling on to our rock-and-roll dreams!
Any plans for the immediate future?
The wedding looms front and center. Significantly more fun, a two-week honeymoon in Europe. Patrick’s in charge of the planning, and he’s driving me insane by refusing to tell me what he has planned! I’ve told him that I’ll do whatever he asks as long as he ensures there’s a constant supply of chocolate and cheese, beer and wine.
About the Author
Hello, I’m Tara Crescent. By day, I’m a mild-mannered corporate drone in Toronto, but by night, I’m limited only by my imagination; I sit and I type, and I am a daring writer of BDSM, erotica and romance.
I’m a huge believer in happily-ever-after, but tempered by real life, where happily-ever-after is possible, but takes work. My favorite kind of romance stories are ones that are somewhat believable; I like strong men and women who know what they want out of life, and are driven to get it.
In my spare time, I write of course. I also read, garden, travel, cook, and almost never clean. I just started watching Walking Dead on Netflix (zombie erotica, anyone?), and I’m impatiently awaiting the next episode of Doctor Who. (I would kill for a TARDIS.)
From time to time, I blog about what I’m writing at http://www.taracrescent.com. The blog is also where I post book excerpts; highlight information about upcoming promotions, and so on and so forth. Follow me there to keep up with all the fun! (Oh, and sign up for my mailing list – I send out free stories every month or so. http://eepurl.com/IM0dT)
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