Unable to bear any more humiliation, I squeeze my eyes shut even tighter as he slides a latex-covered finger inside me. “She’s already aroused. Millie tells me she responded very favorably to having her temperature taken.”
“She did.” Daddy’s voice is filled with pride. “And to having her bottom spanked before that.”
“A lucky, lucky manindeed. All right, go ahead and give her right nipple a pinch for me.”
Before my brain can fully process his words, Daddy’s fingers clamp down hard on my right nipple. Pain lances through me and I arch up with a cry, shaking my head back and forth. “Oh, Daddy, no! Please stop! It hurts!”
“I wouldn’t pay too much attention to all that complaining,” Doctor D says with a laugh. “Her little cunt is squeezing my finger nice and tight. Give her nipple a twist.”
More pain, more humiliating arousal as my pussy does exactly what Doctor D said and spasms around his finger. My clit is throbbing, aching nearly as much as my poor abused nipple.
At Doctor D’s command, Daddy repeats the torment on my left nipple. I want to die, but more than that, I just want someone to make me come. At this point, I don’t even care who that someone is, as long as I can get some relief.
“Perfection. Now, let’s see how our little patient does with having her bottom filled.”
“No! I don’t want anything else in my bottom!”
Completely ignoring my protests, Doctor D pulls his finger from my pussy and pushes it right into my bottom. There’s only a little resistance, probably because my poor hole has already gotten used to having things shoved in it.
“Maxwell, she’s practically gushing. I’d like to see how long it takes her to come, if you would like to do the honors.”
“Certainly.”
Sliding his hand down my torso, Daddy cups my aching pussy, sliding a finger inside me. I’m full, so full of him and Doctor D, and I’m honestly a little shocked I don’t come then and there.
“Stimulate her clitoris for me. It’s already rather swollen, so it shouldn’t take her long.”
“Daddy’s going to make you feel all better, little one. Are you going to be a good girl and show the doctor how pretty you are when you come?”
I don’t want to. But I also don’t have a choice. Already, his fingers are pressing against my swollen clit, tightening the coil of need inside me tighter and tighter. Doctor D slides another finger in my bottom, stretching me with a bite of pain that only adds to my burning need.
“Excellent. She enjoys the pain, Maxwell. See the mess she’s making all over the table?”
“I do. She made a mess on the plane, as well. I’ll have to keep her in diapers if for no other reason than to keep her from leaving puddles all over the house.”
Oh. My.God.
But even this humiliation does nothing to dull my arousal and as Daddy continues to stroke and play with my clit, the pressure in my core builds more and more.
“Give her clit a pinch, Maxwell. I want to see how she responds.”
Daddy obeys, and the pain shatters what little resistance I had. Pleasure floods me, and I come with a scream, my bottom clenching around Doctor D’s fingers as Daddy continues to play with my pussy, sending wave after wave of mind-numbing pleasure through my body. Until, finally, I collapse against the table, completely spent and gasping for breath.
“She’s absolutely fantastic, Maxwell. So responsive and sweet. Would you like me to plug her bottom for you?”
“Not today. We have an appointment at the Cozy Cradle later.”
What the hell does he mean by plugging my bottom? What’s the Cozy Cradle and why does an appointment there mean Doctor D can’t do whatever he's asked about doing to my butt?
Nothing makes sense, but I’m too worn out to ask questions.
“Ah, I understand. In that case, you may get her dressed.”
I’m only vaguely aware of Daddy and the doctor talking as Daddy puts a fresh diaper on me and dresses me.
Scooping me up in his arms, Daddy sits on the exam table, cradling me close. “You did so good for Doctor D, my little thief. Tell him thank you for taking such good care of you.”
I don’t want to. But I also don’t want to be stripped naked and punished again, so I force the words out. “Thank you, Doctor D.”