Page 17 of Taught By the Doctor
“Relax, Zoey,” Evan ordered in a gentle voice as he got to the widest part of the plug. “It shouldn’t hurt much at all as long as you relax.”
Zoey whined indignantly. How was she supposed to relax when something was being thrust into her bottom? She knew better than to voice that thought, especially since it would likely come out with a boatload of attitude so she settled for her whimpers and whines as she struggled to relax her cheeks.
Evan pushed the plug in slowly, both to ease Zoey to the feel of it but also because he enjoyed watching it slowly disappear into her hole. When the plug was halfway inside of her, he twisted it the rest of the way in.
“How does that feel?” he asked huskily, wiggling it inside of her.
“Big,” Zoey whined. She kicked a bit harder when she felt Evan tug on the base of the plug slightly. “How am I going to enjoy the movie with this thing inside me?”
Evan landed several swats to the lowest part of her bottom, knowing very well it would cause the plug to shake and jostle inside of her. “It’s a fairly small plug. You’ll feel it throughoutthe movie, but you’ll hardly notice it. Any more complaining and maybe I’ll opt for the larger plug for our next movie.”
Zoey shut her mouth with a pout and allowed Evan to pull up her tights and panties. She blushed when he kept her over his lap for a couple more minutes so he could squeeze her bottom and spank her a few more times right on the plug. He finally let her up just seconds before she was about to throw her hands back to protect the plug.
Evan had a little smirk on his face for the next couple of hours. He was already thoroughly enjoying himself when they started walking up to the theater. Zoey was waddling slightly and he thought it was the cutest thing ever. He couldn’t resist patting her plump rear when she passed him as he held the door open for her.
She was shifting from foot to foot as they stood in line for their tickets and then for popcorn, but Evan had been right that she would feel it but not be in too much discomfort. She could definitely feel something up inside her, but it didn’t hurt at all and after a little while, she could only feel it when she moved a certain way.
She was pretty confident that she’d be just fine through the whole movie until they climbed the steps to their seats. Zoey eyed her seat and flushed at the thought of sitting down with the plug inside of her. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end when Evan leaned in to whisper in her ear.
“Is something wrong, Zoey?” he asked, kissing her ear lightly, causing a shiver to go through her. “The movie is going to start soon. Is there a reason you aren’t sitting down?”
Zoey clenched her fists, trying not to crush the soda she was holding. She could hear the smirk in his voice. He wasdefinitely enjoying this. She shook her head quickly, not wanting to draw attention to herself.
“That’s good,” Evan said huskily. Then he reached down and gave her bottom a firm pat, just enough to make her clench slightly around the plug. “Then you need to sit your little bottom into your seat.”
Zoey swallowed but knew better than to disobey when Evan used that deep voice of his. So, as carefully and slowly as she could, Zoey lowered herself into the velvety theater seat, gripping the arms of the chair so that she wouldn’t set all her weight down on her bottom at once.
Evan plopped down into the seat next to her, a little too enthusiastically for Zoey’s liking. She turned and glowered at him.
Evan met her gaze just as the lights dimmed and the previews began. He raised an eyebrow at her defiant expression. He did an exaggerated stretch and moved to put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side. Zoey relaxed slightly against him until she felt Evan’s hand snake down between her back and the seat. She tried to press her back flat to the seat, having a bad idea of what he was planning, but Evan was persistent. His hand slipped all the way down to her bottom. It took some wiggling on Evan’s part, but after a few moments, he successfully got his hand under Zoey’s bottom.
Zoey squirmed and turned to hiss at him. “Evan, stop.” She immediately regretted it when one of Evan’s fingers found the base of the plug through her clothes. He pressed on it firmly, making Zoey gasp.
“I put this in to remind you of your place in this relationship,” he told her. “I expect you to behave like an absoluteangel. Anything less, and as soon as we get home, I will be replacing this with a much larger plug along with a harsh spanking. Do you understand?” He emphasized his words by pressing on the plug after every other word.
Zoey swallowed thickly. “Yes, sir,” she murmured. She was thankful that the theater was almost completely empty except for a few people who sat toward the front of the theater. She and Evan were in the back, so there was no chance of anyone seeing or overhearing them.
“Good,” Evan said. He then adjusted Zoey so that she was curled into his side, her bottom facing slightly out to the side. He kept his hand on her pert cheeks, but instead of pressing onto the plug, Evan stretched his fingers out so that he almost gripped her entire bottom in his large hand.
Zoey sighed with relief. The new position was quite comfortable since she was leaning onto Evan and her bottom was no longer pressed against the chair. She rested her cheek on Evan’s shoulder and was able to enjoy the movie even though she could still feel the plug and Evan’s hand on her bottom only added to that distraction.
“Did you enjoy the movie?” Evan asked as they drove home.
Zoey shifted at the question. Evan had once again required her to sit bare-bottomed in the car. He even went so far as to turn on the seat warmers, making her feel like she had just been spanked. Her bottom tingled.
“Yes,” she said quietly, looking out the window.
It wasn’t a lie. The movie Evan had chosen was a romantic comedy. He knew very well that she adored those. And every time the couple kissed on screen, Evan would lean down,grip her bottom a little tighter, and press a sweet kiss to her lips.
Sitting with her naked bottom pressed into the seat with a plug in was another experience entirely. The plug’s presence was making itself very much known as the seat of the car forced Zoey’s cheeks to part slightly.
Zoey’s breaths were coming out shallower and quicker. Evan watched her out of the corner of his eye, no longer able to hide his amusement. It was quite obvious that she was aroused. Her whole face was flushed, her chest rising and falling visibly, even under her thick sweater, and her thighs were pressed tightly together.
Evan was rock hard as they pulled into the driveway. He wasted no time in parking the car and coming around to Zoey’s side of the car. She barely had enough time to pull up her panties and tights before he was yanking her out of the car by the upper arm and marching her up to the house.
They didn’t speak as they entered the house and Evan continued to pull her down the hall and into his office. Zoey’s eyes were down and she tugged against him feebly, not quite over her shyness.
As soon as they were in his office, Evan tackled Zoey onto the leather couch, straddling her small waist and immediately pulling her sweater over her head.
