Chapter Four
(She’s starting to feel a little desperate....)
The working week was over, and the weekend had arrived - to be endured.
Pippa rattled around her flat trying to stay away from her bed room window.
She should go out, get away from this place for a while. Go shopping, or for a walk, book a holiday, - anything if it took her away from this place; before she had a total nervous breakdown.
She was on the edge, she knew that. Knew that it would not take much to send her spiralling over into the madness she so feared.
Pippa had always been a calm rational kind of woman, had prided herself on always being in control.
This feeling that surrounded her now though, it was the opposite of all she held most important in her life.
The flat was silent, she kept the television and the radio switched off so that she might hear the slightest of sounds, sense the vaguest of a presence.
This was a mistake.
In the end all she could hear was every little thump and creak, that resonated throughout the building; each one coming suddenly and making her jump, or spin around in alarm.
Until she was a trembling tearful mass of nerves.
In a moment of utter despair and panic, Pippa grabbed her bag and her keys and almost ran from the oppressive silence of her flat.
She walked quickly down the street, not really registering where she was going.
She was almost surprised when she found herself staring up at that cold bleak building.
It was the weekend, the clinic was sure to be closed.
All the same Pippa crossed the road and walked up to the double doors.
She didn’t know whether to laugh of sob hysterically when the door opened at her half hearted tug.
The main reception desk was empty and a silence engulfed her.
“Hello?” Pippa called out hesitantly. “Is there anyone there?”
She stood in the centre of the lobby looking around her nervously.
“Can I help you?”
The rich masculine voice took her by surprise, and Pippa whirled around with a little yelp of fright.
The newcomer was tall with jet black hair and eyes, and the kindest smile that Pippa had ever seen.
A feeling of peace washed over her as she looked up at this handsome stranger.
“Please...” she licked her lips nervously. “I think that I’m having a nervous breakdown!”
It sounded melodramatic, even to her own stressed out hearing; and she wasn’t even a bit surprised when his lips curved with amusement.
He took her arm and guided her gently across the room.
“The clinic closes for the weekends, but one of us always mans the forte in case of an emergency,” he murmured gently as he led her to his own private office.
Pippa looked up at him anxiously. “Can I make an appointment then? To see someone first thing on Monday?”
He gave a low laugh that set Pippa’s heart a racing.
“Oh I think that a nervous breakdown counts as an emergency.”
He led her into a small comfortable looking room with a large desk and several chairs scattered about the place.
“Please take a seat and make yourself comfortable.”
Pippa perched on the edge of a chair looking anything but comfortable.
“What is your name?” she suddenly asked as she watched him sit behind the desk and start to gather several forms together.
He glanced up at her and his lips curved again adding a twinkle to those dark eyes.
“I’m Dr Robert Philip Masters.” He gave another low laugh. “But everyone here calls me Rob.”
“It’s nice to meet you Dr Masters.” Pippa nodded formally.
Another low laugh, which did weird things to Pippa’s heartbeat, was his only response for the moment.
He gathered together the paperwork and tapped them on his desk to straighten them up.
Then he moved around his desk; bringing his swivel chair with him, so that he was directly opposite Pippa and much too close, for her peace of mind.
“Now then...,” he murmured softly again soothing her nerves with the husky, soothing tone of his voice. “We just need to fill in a little paperwork, and then we can begin.”
“Begin what?” Pippa asked nervously as he held out the forms to her.
He pushed the forms gently but persistently towards her, and Pippa took them automatically.
“Let’s just deal with these forms, and then we can discuss it.”
He handed her a pen and with a little sigh of defeat, Pippa bent her attention to the first sheet.
It was a general questionnaire; Name, address, that sort of thing.
She filled it in with a speed and efficiency that impressed the man watching her.
The second sheet wanted to know of her doctor and any medications that she may be - or have recently been taking.
Again she made short work of this form and handed it over without bothering to check what she’d written.
The third form however was a little more disturbing and she narrowed her eyes thoughtfully as she read through the first few questions.
‘How do you feel in the morning?
How do you get through your day?
How do other people make you feel?’
She glanced up at Dr Masters and raised her eyebrow in question.
“It helps us to gage your state of mind,” he shrugged. “But if you are not happy to fill it in at the moment; then we can always leave it until later.”
She nodded her agreement and handed him the blank sheet which he placed on top of the other two inside a brown folder.
“Now then Miss Williams, or may I call you Pippa?”
Again she gave a silent nod of assent and his smile warmed her insides.
“Pippa, I think I should start by telling you a little bit about myself, and this place.”
She sat back in the chair and relaxed as she listened to his soft gentle voice.
“I’ve been a doctor for over fifteen years now, first of medicine and then I moved on to psychology.....”
She felt so relaxed, as his droning voice washed over her, she let out a little sigh as her eyes became heavy.
Slowly oh so slowly her lids began to drift down.
“Yes Pippa, you’re calm and safe now...”
Dr Masters sat watching the woman as she drifted into the trance he’d worked to place her into.
This was her fifth visit with him, and he would make sure that she wouldn’t remember this one either.
Once he’d prepared her for his visit this evening. He gave another little smile and his eyes darkened with arousal, his very own little sex slave and she didn’t even know it!
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