If Dr J was Victoria's Quinn (erotic audio) page instead of TikTok 😵💫
inc. mcvadi and a splash of trinity santos
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Cassie lingered just outside the supply room, her scrubs still damp from the last trauma. She'd meant to grab more gauze, but the low, conspiratorial voices inside stopped her.
"I swear, the new drop on Quinn last night? Filthy," Trinity was saying, laughter in her voice. "Dr J went full dom. I had to rewind twice."
Victoria's reply was softer, almost amused. "You're obsessed. It is kinda fun though, thanks for showing me."
Cassie's brow furrowed. Quinn? McKay had heard somewhere online that it was some audio thing, maybe like a podcast? She knew Victoria had been weirdly busy lately. It must be some medical podcast she was hardcore studying.
And Dr J? That had to be one of the doctors featured on the podcast, right? She filed it away and kept walking.
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Later that night, in the quiet of her apartment, Cassie decided to check it out. Maybe if she listened to a couple of episodes she would have more reason to talk to Victoria. She kicked off her shoes and opened her laptop. She sank into the couch beneath her and took a sip of her soda as her search engine loaded up.
🔍 Quinn Dr J
The search results loaded instantly. The top profile had a blurred black and white photo: the sharp line of a throat, a stethoscope draped loosely around it, and the faint suggestion of dark hair. The username was simply Dr_J
Medical lectures? Cassie clicked.
The most recent audio was titled: "Good Girls Follow Orders - F4F, FDom, Medical Tease, After-Hours Exam"
Her stomach flipped. So, not medical lectures. She told herself it was professional curiosity that made her keep scrolling.
"Fuck it." Cassie mumbled out, hitting play.
Victoria's voice poured into her earbuds. She was low, rougher than usual but dripping with authority. It almost didn't sound like Victoria at all. Or not the Victoria she knew.
"That's it... breathe for me. I can see how fast your pulse is jumping under that pretty skin. You've been such a needy little thing all shift, haven't you? Staring at my hands while I worked. Wondering how they'd feel pinning you down."
Cassie's breath caught. That was unmistakably Victoria. The same calm, measured tone she used during codes, but now it was smooth. Breathy. Commanding.
"Spread your legs like I told you. Wider. Let me check how wet you are already... Mmmm. You're dripping down your thighs just from listening to me, aren't you?"
Heat slammed into Cassie so hard her thighs pressed together instinctively, her laptop shifting in her lap from the movement. A rush of slick warmth flooded between her legs. Her cheeks burned crimson as she stared at the screen, frozen.
Victoria - Dr J - continued, her voice dropping to a whisper. Cassie was sure she would never be able to get the voice out of her head now that it was in there.
"I'm going to slide two fingers into that tight cunt now, nice and slow. And you're going to ride my fingers while you try so hard to stay quiet. But you're not allowed to come yet, baby. Not until I say. Understand?"
A broken little whimper escaped Cassie's throat. She wanted to nod yes as if Dr J could see her. She hit pause. What was she doing?
She should stop. She should close the tab right now and pretend she never heard anything about this.
Ah, fuck. She was in too deep having heard this much anyways, so she may as well indulge and listen to the whole thing. That seemed completely reasonable. It made her feel a little perverted, but she could keep it a secret.
Cassie's hand had already slipped under the waistband of her jeans and boxers before she let herself think too much, her fingers gliding through the embarrassing amount of wetness there. She was soaked.
She pressed play again, volume higher, and sank back against the couch. Two fingers circled her swollen clit as Victoria's dominant purr filled her ears - she was describing exactly how she'd bend her mentor over an exam table, to show her how much she'd learnt from her.
Cassie took in a sharp breath, she was her mentor. She convinced herself that it was just a coincidence, this was a totally fabricated scenario that Victoria had made up for her audience.
Dr J continued. She talked about how she'd edge her until she begged, how she'd finally let her come with a stethoscope pressed to her racing heart.
"You think you're so composed... so in control. Always watching over me and correcting my technique. But I know better. I know how badly you want to be put in your place."
Cassie came hard with Victoria's name on her lips, hips jerking, a wet sound filling the room as her fingers worked frantically through the orgasm.
When the aftershocks faded, she lay there flushed and panting, staring at the ceiling.
The audio ended with a low, satisfied chuckle from Victoria. Before Cassie could catch her breath, the next audio started auto-playing.
Her head shot up, hand fumbling for the pause button. But she froze halfway there.
There were two voices.
Victoria's smooth, dominant tone was joined by a brighter, playful one that Cassie recognised instantly.
Trinity Santos.
She glanced across the screen, looking for the title to confirm her suspicions. "Double Shift Discipline - F/F4F, FDom, Collab w/ SinWithTrin"
Trinity's voice came through, teasing and eager. "You really think she can handle both of us, Dr J?"
Victoria answered with a breathy laugh. "Oh, she'll take it. Won't you, baby? Down on your knees like a good girl... Let's see how long you last between the two of us."
Fuck.
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