Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
But Dr. Reeves ignored my protests, his fingers exploring methodically. To my horror, I felt a warm tingle building where he touched. My face burned with shame.
“Just as I suspected,” Dr. Reeves said, glancing at Daddy James. “Her body is responding beautifully, despite her objections.”
Daddy James nodded approvingly. “You see, Amy? Your pussy knows what you need, even if your mind is still resisting.”
I shook my head frantically. “No! You’re wrong! I don’t want this!”
But even as I denied it, I couldn’t ignore the growing warmth between my legs. Dr. Reeves’ fingers circled my clit and I bit back a moan.
“Her lubrication is increasing,” the doctor noted clinically. “And her clitoris is becoming engorged.”
Tears of frustration and humiliation welled in my eyes. Why was my body betraying me like this?
“I’ll move on to the basic exam,” the doctor said, addressing Daddy James as if I were nothing but a piece of furniture, or… or a wild animal who had to be restrained for medical care, so that its training could begin. Then he turned to me, and made it even worse. “We need to make certain you’re ready to give your daddies the sort of pleasure bad girls like you are made for.”
As I watched in horror, he donned a headlamp and took a plastic speculum from a cart he pulled out of the corner of the room. He wheeled a stool over and sat on it, then positioned himself between my spread legs. I squirmed uselessly against my restraints as he lubed the transparent device, then brought it close to my exposed sex.
“Now, Amy,” he said in that maddeningly clinical tone, “you’re going to feel some pressure. Try to relax.”
I gritted my teeth as the cool, slippery plastic touched my sensitive flesh. The doctor slowly eased the speculum inside me, and I couldn’t hold back a whimper at the intrusion. He cranked it open, stretching me wider, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes.
“Good girl,” Daddy James murmured, stroking my hair. “Just breathe through it.”
Dr. Reeves leaned in close, his headlamp illuminating my most intimate areas. I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to bear the intensity of his scrutiny.
“Hmm,” he hummed thoughtfully. “As indicated in her preliminary dossier, she’s not a virgin. Absence of the hymen shows clear signs of previous penetration.”
My cheeks burned with shame. How dare they discuss my sexual history so casually, as if I weren’t even there?
“Now for the other entrance,” Dr. Reeves announced, withdrawing the speculum from my vagina.
Before I could process what was happening, I felt the beak of the horrid thing pressing against my anus. I yelped in surprise and discomfort.
“No!” I cried, struggling against the restraints. The doctor pulled the speculum back and lifted his gaze to look at me across my naked belly, my bare breasts, heaving with my rapid breath.
“Certainly, Amy,” the doctor said. “You’re going to be having regular anal sex soon, so I need to make sure you’re ready for your training.”
CHAPTER 2
Amy
Daddy James spoke with a note of warning in his voice.
“Amy,” he said, his voice low and stern, “I know this is difficult for you, but you need to cooperate. The doctor needs to examine you thoroughly to ensure you’re ready for your training.”
I bit my lip, tears of frustration and humiliation welling in my eyes. The cold, clinical touch of the speculum against the tiny button of my anus made me want to scream, but I knew it would only make things worse. I tried to steady my breathing as Dr. Reeves slowly inserted the device into my anus, the stretch burning and uncomfortable.
“There we go,” he murmured, adjusting the speculum. “Now, let’s have a look.”
I stared up at the ceiling, trying to disconnect from what was happening to my body. The harsh exam room lights seemed to bore into my skull, and I could hear the whir of machinery somewhere in the background. The air was cool on my exposed skin, raising goosebumps across my flesh.
After what felt like an eternity, Dr. Reeves removed the speculum and sat back. “Everything looks good,” he announced. “She’s in excellent condition for training.”
Daddy James nodded, his large hand still resting on my shoulder. I could feel the heat of his palm through my skin, a reminder of his constant presence. He turned to the doctor, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“Doctor,” he said, “given Amy’s level of arousal, do you think it might be advisable for her to have an orgasm at this point? To get some of that pent-up heat out of her system before I paddle her?”
Dr. Reeves considered for a moment, his latex-clad fingers tapping thoughtfully against his chin. “Yes, definitely. A very good idea. We need a baseline ceiling for her responsiveness at this point in her training. It will also definitely make the paddling more effective.”