Page 7 of Taught By the Doctor
Zoey counted out the rest of the swats as quickly as possible, but he knew what she was doing. She wanted the spanking to end quickly, so Evan took his time between swats, scolding her and squeezing her butt before delivering the next harsh spank. He did this for all twelve. He grinned when he felt his tiny girlfriend relax over his lap just before the last spank.
“Okay, pretty girl, stand in front of me,” Evan said in a gentle voice when it was all over. He helped her up off of his lap, smiling at the cute little hiccupping sounds she was making. When she was standing in between his knees, her nightgown fell back over her bottom but Evan grabbed it and pulled it back up so that her burning bottom was on display to the cool room.
“You’re going to have a great college life,” Evan promised her. He pulled her to him by her nightgown and pressed his lips to her tearstained cheeks before cupping her warm bottom in his hands. He looked deep into her eyes. “I’m going to make sure of it.”
Zoey blushed, very much aware of her warm bottom with Evan’s strong hands around it. She shifted from foot to foot, trying to look anywhere else but into his eyes, but his gaze held hers like a vise.
“I’m sorry if it feels like I’m being really hard on you,” he said in a softer voice. “It’s just that I can tell that you aren’t confident in yourself where school is concerned. I know you can do this and I’ll be here to help you. But from now on, you need to let me do that.”
Zoey tightened her lips as she stared at him. “I don’t think you’re being too hard on me,” she admitted with difficulty. She struggled to find the right words to convey her feelings. “I’m sorry. I’m just having a hard time adjusting to going back to school. I feel so unprepared after going to my classes today.”
Evan laughed before removing his hands from her bottom so he could wrap them around her, pulling her against his chest. “You’re a silly girl,” he told her in a fond tone. He pulled away a little so he could kiss her forehead. “Your nerves are completely normal, pretty girl. The first day is pretty stressful because it’s the day they go through all the projects and tests you’ll have that semester. It’s pretty overwhelming.”
Zoey nodded with a grimace as she recalled all the presentations and exams waiting for her in the coming weeks.
Evan bent his head to kiss her clenched fists, smoothing out the knuckles with his lips. “It won’t be as bad as you think,” he promised her. “You’ll take it one day at a time. You just have to trust me to decide what’s best, alright?”
Zoey nodded again, this time smiling shyly at him.
For the second night in a row, Zoey went to bed with a warm bottom and a content smile on her face.
Chapter 3
Evan had been right to some extent. The first few weeks were tough for Zoey. Her classes were difficult and by the third day, she had to study almost every day. It was rough the first week since she would often come home just before dinner and then would go straight to her desk. She and Evan had a little time after studying to hang out, but the amount of time they had depended largely on how much homework Zoey had to do. The first night, she worked until 9:15 p.m. Evan decided that they would go to bed at 9:30, so the two did a quick cuddle time on the couch before heading to bed. Zoey secretly didn’t mind the early bedtime after the first week. She was genuinely tired by then, but she would never admit that to Evan. She obeyed him snarkily, but somehow, she only had to be spanked once for refusing to go to bed during that first week.
Things steadily got better as the days went on. Evan got Zoey a nice floral planner to keep track of all her assignments and tests. She’d never kept a planner, being one of those people who would start using one and then forget about it. Evanchecked it every night to make sure she was diligently logging everything in it. One night, they discovered she forgot to log one of her worksheets and she got a swift, but mild spanking over her desk.
Other than that, she managed to stay out of trouble. She turned in her homework assignments on time and did well on her first two quizzes. Evan made sure she took a few short breaks during her work sessions. They were frequent enough that she looked forward to them, but short enough to where they didn’t affect her studies too much. Evan would surprise her with a snack or they would slow dance in the living room together. The breaks were enough to make her feel loved and recharge her so she could get back to work.
Everything was going pretty well, up until the second weekend after she started classes.
The changes that they made regarding chores were not okay with Zoey. There was hardly any time for cooking and housework during the week for her. She had about an hour in the morning of ‘free time’ before she had to leave for school. She usually spent that time doing any necessary housework. She did a load of laundry or tidied up the kitchen.
Evan allowed her to do some housework in the mornings before school, but he insisted that he do the bulk of it during the weekend. Zoey still had homework to do during the weekends, but she had quite a bit of free time, which surprised her. She still spent about four hours each day working, but that left her with quite a bit of time to do what she wanted. Evan insisted that she rest or watch some TV while he vacuumed or cleaned the bathroom.
“You have school tomorrow, Zoey,” Evan reminded her on a sunny Sunday afternoon. He pulled the vacuum out from the closet. “It won’t take me too long, maybe an hour or so and then why don’t we go out for dinner?”
Zoey had just finished her homework and was pleased that it was only 2:30 p.m. She wanted to help Evan with the chores, but he was adamant about her resting. She crossed her arms over her chest.
“Let me vacuum,” she insisted. “I’ve been sitting down for hours doing homework. It’ll be nice to move around.” She jutted her bottom lip out for good measure.
Evan shook his head. “I’ve decided you aren’t doing any chores today,” he told her in a firm tone.
Zoey gritted her teeth, but hesitated. It was part of their new agreement. If Evan made a decision regarding her schedule, she was not to argue. This was silly, though, in her opinion. Evan worked five days a week and meanwhile, she wasn’t contributing at all financially to their home. The least she could do was handle the chores.
She held her hand out for the vacuum, her face serious. “Give it to me, Evan.”
Evan shook his head again. “You aren’t doing any chores today,” he said, his voice taking on a harder edge. His eyes narrowed. “Do not make me repeat myself. Why don’t you go sit on the couch and read a book?” He set the vacuum down and approached Zoey, gently taking her hand and leading her to the couch.
Zoey knew better than to fight him, but that’s exactly what she did. She pulled her arm away roughly. “I don’t want to sit and read a book. I want to help you with the chores.”
She was surprised when Evan didn’t immediately grab her and spank her bottom. Instead, he gently took her hand again and led her to the couch. He sat and pulled Zoey to stand in front of him.
“You have been working on your homework for hours,” he said. His fingers traced the slightly darker skin beneath Zoey’s eyes. “I can tell you’re tired. If you feel up to it, you can help me tidy up the kitchen later tonight, but right now, I want you to rest.”
Zoey bit her lip, wanting to yell at Evan for his controlling ways, but he lifted her up by her underarms and plopped her down on the soft cushion of the sofa. She didn’t realize how tired she was until her body hit the throw pillows. She sank into the couch, her eyelids drooping slightly.
Evan chuckled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You look like you’re going to fall asleep, pretty girl,” he said. He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. “If you want, you could take a nap in our room. It might be hard to fall asleep out here with the vacuum running.”
