The Plague Doctor [RATED R] ✓

(6) Etiquette

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HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I embarrassed myself in the past twenty-four years of my life? Honestly, no one in the world will be able to recall all of them; no one except a few people like me of course.

     Something extremely bizarre must happen before I genuinely say that I'm embarrassed, or maybe even ashamed of myself. I can count the times where I actually admitted to that, but right at this very moment, ashamed isn't even enough to describe the situation that I'm in.

     "Well, Mr. Bishop? Is there anything you would like to say?" master Claudio asks with a smug expression, almost like he was proud of what he just said.

     Do normal people usually ask you about that? Because most of the time when you accidentally hear or see someone jerk off you just let it go and pretend like nothing happened so both of you won't feel awkward about it.

    "Y-You see...I was just...I was—"

     As I was trying to think of the right words to explain my sorry ass, Claudio suddenly starts laughing, destroying the tense emotion that I was feeling.

     I stare at the master with furrowed brows until he finally stops laughing. "You should have seen your face," he says, and rather than feel embarrassed, I ended up feeling annoyed by how he's reacting. For some reason, I feel like it was better if he scolded me instead.

     "As a doctor, I understand that people need to masturbate in order for our brains to release endorphins, which helps reduce stress and other things that make us feel good. If anything, it's a healthy practice, so there is nothing for you to worry about. I won't shame you for something that a human naturally does," master Claudio explains, making me wonder if he was being serious or if he was only fucking with me.

     I can't believe this is the same doctor who professionally diagnosed me a few hours ago. It's like removing his mask helps reveal his true self, literally and figuratively.

     "Did you really have to make it sound so scientific?" I ask, and Claudio laughs again.

     "Whoever you use for your sexual triggers is not really any of my concerns," he then adds. "But as I said earlier, the walls here are thin, and sometimes sound travels from one room to another thanks to the pipes. The only room that doesn't get affected by that is my office since I talk to my patients there. We had to soundproof that specific room for their privacy."

     "I see..." I awkwardly say as I scratch the back of my head, practically begging him to just drop the subject.

     "Well, what I'm trying to say is that you should avoid doing that for others to hear, or in rooms accessible to others, especially by Adeline. Adeline is still a minor, and I would like it if you refrain from doing things that might affect her in a negative way, do you understand me, Mr. Bishop?" master Claudio asks in a lower tone, suddenly looking serious again.

    I gulp and immediately nod my head as an answer.

     "Good," he says before taking a step closer to me, making my body stiff.

     "But if you really want to touch yourself, you may do so in your bedroom," he says, and then he leans towards me and whispers, "just do it quietly next time."

     "Y-Yes, m-master Claudio. I completely understand," I answer, and master Claudio smiles and takes a step back before walking away again so we could head to the dining room.

     The walk there was awfully long. For a moment I thought the hallway was never going to end, but then I realize that it only felt long because I was walking with the man who knows I masturbated, and the only thing he said was to make sure I keep quiet next time. He wasn't even bothered that I moaned his name out loud. It's making me feel a lot more embarrassed for some reason.