Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
She clenches her entire body, panting. A low groan of defeat leaves her lips as her legs tremble with the need to come.
Surgient pushed the probe in several more inches. I know the stretch has to be distracting, but I also know two other things. It’s not hurting her, and she’s enjoying it immensely.
Surgient nods toward me. “Go ahead and let her come. She needs the release. It won’t affect the readings. Her heart rate will be high, but I’ll note why in her chart.”
I add a second finger to Kendra’s pussy and thrust deeper, rubbing against the probe through the thin barrier. Clasping her breast in my other hand, I twist her nipple at the same time I press my thumb against her clit.
My precious Little girl screams as her release overtakes her small frame. She pulses and trembles. Her entire body participates in the release. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever witnessed.
Chapter Six
Kendra
My head is spinning. I can’t catch my breath. I also can’t wrap my head around the fact that two men are leaning over my naked body, playing me like a fine instrument. It seems dirty and wrong on so many levels.
I’m restrained so totally that I can do little more than roll my head back and forth. I can’t stop Papi or Surgient from doing anything they want to do to me, with or without my consent.
And the worst part of all? I’ve never come so hard in my life. I’ve been fighting the growing orgasm from the moment I woke up on this table. It’s like I’m possessed, and I can’t stop myself.
There’s something so erotic about being restrained and forced to come. Like a scene straight out of a book. I’ve read such things. Not often because I hadn’t wanted my father to catch me in the possession of what he would call smut that will soil my brain, but I’ve secretly read some rather erotic material.
This situation is far more erotic than any book. It’s surreal. I keep wondering if I’m dreaming, but even though I can’t pinch myself, Papi has pinched me several times. So has Surgient.
My face heats at the memory of both of them pinching my nipples. They feel tender and swollen from all the attention.
I just had an orgasm. On an exam table. In a doctor’s office. While the doctor watched. With a strange annoying probe in my ass.
I can’t… I just can’t. I’m still trying to catch my breath while Papi is kissing my breasts. His fingers are still inside me. There is a damn rod still in my asshole.
Another fun fact? Every time the doctor adjusts it, my arousal returns. I had no idea the inside of my ass could be so erogenous, and I’m humiliated to make that realization in front of two men.
Finally, the probe is removed, and I can sort of breathe. Except why is Papi still stroking the inside of my channel? He’s no longer touching my sensitive clit, but his fingers are scissoring inside me.
I squirm. “Papi…”
“The doctor’s going to take out the IUD now, Little one. Can you be brave for another few minutes?”
I shake my head. I haven’t been brave a single moment. I don’t like this. I don’t want to like this. I’m embarrassed and tired and thirsty. Exhausted from the orgasm.
Papi’s fingers disappear, but a moment later, the cold metal of the speculum is back. Surgient opens it wider than before.
I hold my breath, knowing this is going to hurt. I’m going to bleed.
In seconds, the speculum disappears. Why so fast? Did he decide not to remove the IUD?
“It’s all done, Little one,” Surgient informs me. “The bleeding will be minimal, and I don’t think you’ll even experience much cramping. It was implanted so recently. That made it easier to remove.”
“You’re sure I can’t get pregnant?” I whimper.
Surgient leans over me to smile at me. “Positive, Little one.”
Of course I’d have to have sex to get pregnant, and that hasn’t happened. The thought of having sex with Papi is both frightening and exhilarating. He’s the first person I’ve ever felt drawn to enough to even consider such an idea. However, he’s also much larger than any human I’ve ever known, and I have to assume his shaft is going to be proportionately larger also.
Not that I’ve seen any penis, so what do I know?
I’ve been rather shocked that Brad has never had sex with me. I’ve been promised to him for most of my life. For some reason, the agreement was my twenty-fifth birthday. That’s next week.
Just because I was supposed to marry him next week doesn’t mean he couldn’t have taken liberties with me before now. He never has. In fact, he’s always seemed rather uninterested in me. Other than his extensive efforts to alter my body and have an IUD put into me.