Ever since I was a kid, I've always hated doctor appointments. Whether it's just a physical at the doctor's office or getting a cavity removed at the dentist, I always put up a fight about going. Something about the white lab coats and all the needles just freaks me out. But the absolute worst one is the eye doctor. Poke and prod me all you want, at least I can see what you're doing. But take away my vision and make me stare at those stuipd charts? Yeah, no thanks. I don't trust what I can't see, and I can't see anything with those dumb drops in my eyes. I mean, they could do anything to you and you wouldn't know. Some people call it paranoia, but I call it survival. It all started back when I was eleven. After they put the eye drops in, some jerk kid saw me stumbling around and thought it was a good idea to sneak up on me. I got so scared I ended up falling backwards into a desk. And then when I was thirteen my doctor was a little too "hands on" while my mom was in the other room. Thank God for my taekwondo lessons. Needless to say we never went back there again. Unfortunately, now that I'm an adult, I have to face these potential horrors on my own. I was fortunate enough to have my friend Gabby with me the past few times, but she was stuck babysitting her cousins a few towns over. She's been keeping me company while I wait via text, but once once I go in I'm on my own.

"I'm sure everything will be just fine. Besides, you've got a black belt, you're practically a ninja!" Gabby texted me.

"Yeah, a ninja who's blind"

"Never stopped Daredevil"

"Samantha, Doctor Vale is ready to see you now." The receptionist called. 

"That's my cue. If you don't hear from me in an hour, call the police."

"Yeah, the fashion police. When are you gonna change your style? Those dorky glasses don't suit you girl."

"Very funny. I'll text you as soon as I get out."

      I was led into your standard eye exam room. You know the one. Big chair in the middle, the eye test chart on the wall, those big glasses they have you look through, ect. 

"Why don't you get yourself seated. Doctor Vale will be in in just a moment." Said the assistant. I sat myself in the big chair and twirled my ginger hair nervously for a minute or two before the doctor finally made her appearance. And what an appearance it was.

"Hello Samantha! I'm Doctor Vale. Such a pleasure to meet you." She said. 

Now, I'm straight. I've only been with a guy once when I was in highschool, but I'm definitely straight. But between her very prominent breasts and the way she emphasized the word 'pleasure', it all came off very...sensual. Not to mention that her glossy red lipstick, brunette hair and black glasses gave her a dominant look. 

"Er..uh..hi." I stammered.

"You seem shook, Samantha. Is everything alright?"

"Oh.. uh, yes. I just don't like coming here."

"Oh no need to be nervous my dear! Just sit back, take a deep breath, and relax." I did as she said, taking a deep breath in and out. In doing so I caught a whiff of something faint but pleasant. It smelled sweet, and obviously artificial. Cherry scented maybe. Could it have been Dr. Vale's perfume? Was she wearing perfume?

"There, now isn't that better Samantha?"

"It's Sam, actually. But yes, I'm feeling a bit better now." I said.

"Wonderful. Let's start nice and simple by checking your eyes. This machine is called an autorefractor. When you look into it, you're going to see a picture. It's going to start out a little blurry, so just tell me when it looks sharp."

      When I first looked into the autorefractor, the image was rather fuzzy, just as Dr. Vale had said. Bit by bit it started to clear up, and I found myself staring into the center of a huge black and white spiral. One of those optical illusion things, where it looks like the picture is moving when it really isn't. But this one was definitely moving, I was sure of it! "O-okay. I can see the image clearly." I said.

"Good. Now just stare right at the center of it for me. Just relax, relax and stare. Everything's going to be alright, I promise." Dr. Vale said in a particularly soothing voice. As my eyes shifted towards the center, I suddenly felt drawn to it. Almost like a black hole, I could feel myself being sucked inside. My first instinct was to resist, to pull back. But Dr. Vale had said to stare at the center, and... I trusted her. I had no reason not to. Something about her was just so warm, so inviting, so relaxing. She had such a calm demeanor, like a blanket or a warm bath. So I let go, I let myself get sucked in as I followed the spiral down until I was staring directly at the center. It was an odd feeling, staring at the center of the spiral. Kinda like a drug trip, but more...I dunno, peaceful? It was nice not having to do anything but stare. But just as I was starting to enjoy it, I felt someone put a hand on my shoulders.

      "Okay Sam, that should be enough." I heard someone say. Groggily I lifted my eyes out of the autorefractor. It only took a quick moment for my eyes to readjust as I put my glasses back on.

"How do you feel Sam? You were looking at the image for quite a while." Dr. Vale said. I looked at the clock. She was right, I was staring at that thing for over twenty minutes!

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry! I must have lost myself in there. I hope I'm not causing you to miss anything!" I said apologetically.

"Oh no worries dear! My other appointments can wait. Right now you have all my attention." She said. I blushed. Partly from embarrassment, but mostly from how good she made me feel. 

      Dr. Vale turned on a projector and an eye chart appeared on the wall in front of me.

"Hold this over one eye and read the smallest line you can." Dr. Vale said, handing me a small patch to put over my glasses.

"F...O...C...U...S" I read.

"Good, good. How about now?" She said, putting up a new slide.

"D..E..E..P...E..R"

"Excellent. Let's try the other eye now."

"L...O...V...E...V...A...L...E" 

"Great. One more time."

"O...B...E...Y...V...A...L...E"

"Perfect. You did very well, but I think we can do better. I took the liberty of going through your records and upgrading your glasses based on that data. Try the chat once more with these." Dr. Vale handed me a pair of rectangular red rimmed glasses. I hesitantly took off my glasses and swapped on the new ones. Surprisingly, everything was much clearer and sharper with the new ones. 

"Well?" Dr. Vale asked.

"Wow...these are... incredible! I feel like I have super vision, I can see everything so clearly! Thank you Dr. Vale, these are great!"

"Please, doctor is so...formal. Miss Vale is much more appropriate. Now let's give the charts another go, I'm eager to see your new 'super vision' in action." She chuckled. I hadn't noticed it before, but she had a really nice smile. Not just her smile, it was more than that. Now that I was looking at her again, l realized she had a beautiful body too. She was hot. And she was making me feel hot. But...that was wrong, wasn't it? It finally occurred to me that I was staring, and I blushed.

"S-sorry. I'm ready now, let's get started." I said nervously.

      Miss Vale put up a new chart for me, and this time the letters were much smaller. But I was confident that I wouldn't make a single mistake with my new glasses. 

"M...Y...N...A...M..E" I started.

"Wonderful. Keep going." Dr. Vale encouraged.

"I..S…S...A..M..M...Y" 

"You're doing great Sammy." 

"I...L...O..V...E...G..I..R..L..S" 

"Keep reading Sammy. Don't stop."

"I...L..O..V..E...V..A..L..E

"Mhmm. Good, good."

"I...O..B..E..Y...V..A..L..E" 

"Yes, yes, other eye now. You're doing so well."

"M..Y…N..A..M..E...I..S...S..A..M..M..Y"

"Oh this is my favorite part! I just can't help myself!" 

"I...A...M...A...G..A..Y" 

"S-so close dear." 

"L..E..S..B..I..A..N….S..L..U..T" 

"Almost there, just a little more."

"I...L..O..V..E...V..A..L..E" 

"Yes..yes.." 

"I...O..B..E..Y...V..A..L..E" I could hear Miss Vale breathing heavily.

"LOVE VALE...OBEY...VALE...LOVE VALE...OBEY VALE...LOVE...OBEY...LOVE...OBEY" 

"YES! Oh very good Sammy! Very very good!" Miss Vale's words felt like lightning in my brain. I had pleased her, and that had pleased me. It pleased me so much, in fact, that I couldn't stop a moan from escaping my lips.

      "Sammy, you did such a wonderful job reading the chart. I'm so proud of you. Why just earlier you didn't want to be here, and now you're reading these charts like it's the only thing you've ever known!" 

"Thank you Miss Vale." My response was automatic.

"Oh please, Miss is so...formal. Call me... Mistress. Much more fitting, don't you think?"

"Yes Mistress." 

"Now it pains me to say this, but our time together is coming to an end." I frowned. She had done so much for me, and I haven't been able to show her just grateful I was. "But before you go, I need you to do one last thing for me." I looked up at her, willing to do whatever she asked of me. She leaned in close. Her breasts hung out over my body, merly inches from my own. Seconds stretched on as the intimacy of the situation dawned on me. I could smell her perfume again, only now it wasn't just pleasant, it was intoxicating. My heart raced and my cheeks flushed as I felt my panties growing damper by the second. My breath quickened, only growing more rapid as I realized she could smell it. I waited for her to say something. Anything, to break the silence. When she finally did she spoke like a goddess.

"Sammy...I want you to look at me. Really, truly look at me." My eyes were the only part left of me that would still move. And as I scanned her entire body from head to toe, I stopped breathing. She was absolutely gorgeous, indescribably stunning. Her hazelnut eyes hidden behind her black glasses perfectly complimented her silky brunette hair that flowed down to her immaculate shoulders. Her red lips and chiseled cheeks were statuesque. And her breasts, oh her breasts! Her beautiful, perfect breasts were the most amazing thing I had ever seen! How could I have not seen this divine beauty before? It must have been those damn glasses that blinded me from her. But now I saw. She really was a goddess. My goddess.

      "You see now, don't you Sammy?" Said Mistress Vale. I nodded slowly. Never taking my eyes off her.

"Yes...I do." I said before kissing her divine, red lips. The mere touch of her lips against mine made me cum. "Please, tell me how I can show you my gratitude. Anything you want, I'll do it. I only live to make you happy." 

"Well, you can start by getting out of that chair and removing every last piece of clothing from both our bodies. Except the glasses, those stay." I took no time obeying her command. I carefully undressed Mistress Vale before tearing off all of my clothes.         

      The sight of her naked body alone made me cum again. Elegantly, she sat in the chair I was in before and presented me with the greatest gift she had. She spread her legs, her pussy on full display for me and me alone. I was in absolute awe. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I knelt before her and eagerly started licking her. If there was ever anything beyond perfection, it was this. 

"Mistress... Goddess...thank you. I could never ever express my gratitude, but I will most certainly try." I said as I plunged my tongue deeper and deeper into her cunt. 

"Oh Sammy, your, ooh devotion is, oh yes more than oh yes dear keep going! Yes yes YES! It's more than...m-more than I could ask foorrrr!" Mistress Vale came all over my face and glasses as she screeched in ecstasy. I soon followed; after licking up the rest of her juices, knowing I pleased her.

      I arrived home later that evening, exhausted after spending the majority of the day pleasing Mistress Vale. She gave her number and I gave her my spare keys so she could surprise me with her presence whenever she wanted. I cleaned myself up with a warm shower (glasses on, of course), where I ended up cumming twice just thinking about the day I had. I used to hate going to the eye doctor because of what happened to me in the past, but now I look forward to what might happen to me there in the future. All I had to do was see things through a new light. And now, thanks to my new goddess, I can help others do the same. That's what I was thinking about when Gabby called me.

"Girl, where have you been? I've been worried sick thinking something happened to you when you didn't respond to my texts! I almost did call the police!"

"Sorry Gab, I was just, uh, preoccupied. But don't worry, I'm fine. Better than fine. I actually decided to take your advice and got a new pair of glasses. They look great on me. In fact, I think they would look great on you too….."