Page 25 of Taught By the Doctor
He didn’t take his hand off the thermometer the whole time, toying with it. He pulled it almost all the way out of her before shoving it back in over and over. Zoey whimpered, but didn’t comment, just wishing the humiliation would end. When Evan finally did pull the instrument out, he did so as slowly as possible, at least that’s how it felt to Zoey. Before she could even begin to feel relief, she felt something larger at her back entrance. She threw her head back to look over her shoulder to find Evan standing there with a bright pink silicone butt plug between his gloved fingers.
Zoey struggled against the restraints, crying out. “Please no, E—Dr. Anderson!” Zoey couldn’t stand having the plug pushed up inside of her. It filled her with the most intense humiliation she had ever known.
“You’re going to hold this in until bedtime,” Evan informed her as he spread lube over the tip of the plug. “Unless you’re a bad little girl. In that case, I’d have to put you to bed with the larger plug and make you hold it all night.”
“No… please,” Zoey begged.
Evan set the bottle of lube down before lining the tip up to her puckering back hole. He watched with grim amusement as the little entrance seemed to flinch away from him. “Be a good girl and take the plug. Inhale now, Zoey.” He waited until she obeyed. “Now, let it out.” Right as Zoey let out the long breath, he pushed the plug into her. Zoey shifted, but took it well, only whimpering a little bit when the widest point went inside of her.
Zoey gasped as the familiar need to submit filled her. The plug always seemed to have that effect. She felt huge waves of shame overcome her at having her most intimate hole penetrated. She heard Evan take off his gloves before he cameover to take her chin in his hands, his dark blue eyes smoldering.
“Are you ready to be my good girl again?” he asked as he gripped her chin.
Zoey looked up at him shyly, her eyes wide and glazed with submission. She bit her bottom lip cutely, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. She nodded once, pulling at her restraints still.
Evan smiled tenderly at her then and bent to kiss her on the forehead before slowly removing the restraints one at a time, beginning with the ones on her wrists and then going around to her ankles. Even when she was free of the restraints, Zoey kept very still, knowing that moving without his permission during a punishment could mean starting the session all over from the beginning.
Evan was sweet to her for the rest of the night, despite her being punished. He even dressed her, picking some warm cotton footie pajamas with a drop seat. Zoey’s face flamed as he helped her into it and patted the plug through the striped pink flap of the drop seat. They ordered a pizza and Evan pulled Zoey onto his lap so they could finish the movie she had been watching. The whole time they watched, Evan kept one hand wound around her waist and the other gripped her cotton-covered bottom. Several times, he toyed with the plug, even going so far as to slip his hand under the flap to press on it.
Zoey wasn’t really watching the movie because of the attention being paid to her bottom, but something else was bugging her as well. “Aren’t you angry with me still?” she asked as the couple on screen locked in a passionate embrace. Zoey looked away from the characters. “I mean,you’re still going to punish me, so I can’t be completely forgiven. I expected you to send me straight to bed without dinner. Instead, you’re spoiling me with pizza and a movie night. And it’s even a school night!”
Evan surprised her by chuckling. His hand finally left her warm bottom so that it could caress the side of her face. “Just because you decided to be naughty doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be able to enjoy one of the rare nights that I get off work early,” he said. Then, suddenly, he sat up, tugging her to do the same. “With that in mind, we’re going to try something. How does that plug feel in your bottom?”
Zoey swallowed nervously, but knew she had to answer honestly. “It feels kind of awkward, but it doesn’t hurt or anything.”
Evan nodded and stood up from the couch. “Roll over and get on your hands and knees on the couch. I’ll be right back.” Before Zoey could even think about protesting, he was making his way down the hall.
Zoey didn’t like this sudden turn of events, but she knew better than to disobey him now. After pausing the movie they had been watching, she got on her hands and knees, bracing her hands against the soft arm of the sofa. She gasped when she felt Evan’s hand on the flap of her onesie. He was like a ninja sometimes, sneaking up on her.
She peeked over her shoulder, furrowing her eyebrows at the sight of Evan kneeling behind her with a pack of wet wipes and a bottle of lubricant.
“I had been planning on taking you tonight,” he informed her, unbuttoning and pulling down her bottom flap. “However, allowing you sexual relief would be sending the wrong message, so you’re going to please me tonight.”
Zoey shook her head. “I don’t understand,” she admitted in a shaking voice.
Evan just chuckled and Zoey gasped once more when she felt him grab the base of the plug and ease it out of her. Her relief was brief. She felt something cold and wet wipe against her anus.
Evan thoroughly wiped the cleft between Zoey’s bottom cheeks, paying extra attention to her anus. He let out a breath as he released him cock from his pajama pants and wiped it as well before lining it up to Zoey’s puckered hole.
Zoey’s voice trembled. “Evan?”
“Shh,” Evan hushed as the very tip of his cock entered Zoey’s bottom.
Zoey whimpered. “It hurts.” She looked back at him again, her eyes widening when she realized what he was doing. “No, please, Evan! You’re too big to go in there.”
“Relax,” Evan ordered, pushing in a bit further. He grit his teeth. Her bottom was so tight, it felt so good. “Be a good girl and accept it. This is the best way for you to pleasure me without getting release yourself.”
It took quite a bit of shoving on Evan’s part and little cries from Zoey. When Evan was fully seated inside her bottom, he held it there, wanting her to get used to the sensation.
“Evan, it hurts!” Zoey said. She wanted to wiggle her hips, but was afraid to move because of the burning pain.
Evan swatted her right bottom cheek lightly. “I know, pretty girl,” he said. He rubbed her cheeks with both hands. “Relax, it’ll only hurt for a little bit longer.”
Zoey squeezed her eyes shut, not really believing him. Her little hole was being stretched so far. She groaned when Evan began to slowly thrust against her tight back entrance. That burned even more. She was about to start really begging for him to take his cock out of her, but then the pain slowly started to ebb away, leaving an intense warmth in its wake.
“Evan,” she breathed, beginning to wiggle her hips.
Evan grinned, correctly reading the tone of Zoey’s voice. “Good girl,” he said. He spanked her a bit harder. “You are not allowed to come, understood? You were quite naughty. This is just for me.”
