Page 48 of Tizzy's Little Thanksgiving

“Reach back and spread those naughty cheeks for me. I want to see your little rosebud.”

Not expecting such an explicit instruction, she hesitated, knowing that doing so would expose the last secret part of her. When he said nothing, simply waited for her obedience, she reached back with trembling hands and pulled her buttocks apart.

“Such a pretty little asshole,” he praised, having learned she both loved and fought against the naughtiness of the dirty talk. “Now don’t you be ashamed,” he said as he uncapped the tube and squirted a drizzle of lubricant down the crease of her ass. “It’s necessary for doctors to see and examine every part of their patient, right?”

“Ye-yes, Sir.”

“That’s right. Now a bit wider please.”

She shut her eyes but pulled her cheeks further apart.

Her Daddy Doctor took his sweet time, spreading the lubricant all along the length of her cleft and circling his slick fingers around the puckered rim of her dark rosebud.

“Color?” he asked as he set the tube aside.

“Green,” she whispered.

“Good girl,” Eddie said as he used a fingertip to tap at her opening. “Have you ever been examined here before?”

“No!”

She heard him give a brief chuckle at her adamant answer but didn’t cease his questioning. “Have you never had anything placed into your sweet little bottom?”

When she didn’t answer, instead of skipping over the question, he clarified it as if that would help.

“Not a thermometer, a finger? A little butt plug? A knob of ginger root? Or perhaps a cock?”

“Ginger?” she asked, and he chuckled again.

“Really? Out of all the possibilities I listed, you focused on that one?”

“You-you surprised me. But does that… that really happen?” she asked, her eyes now open as she looked back at him.

“Yes, babygirl, but I don’t believe you require that tonight. We’ll save that for a punishment.”

“Daddy?” she asked, stopping his finger that was just barely touched her opening.

“Yes?”

“You really meant it didn’t you? I-I’m not in trouble, am I?”

“No, sweet girl. You are about as far from being in trouble as you could be.”

“So this is what you meant by funishment?”

He smiled and bent to speak close to her lips. “Babygirl, this is just the very beginning of how wonderful funishment can be. Shall I continue?”

“Oh, yes, please. I believe I need a very thorough exam, Doctor.”

He kissed her, his mouth mastering hers so that when he slipped his tongue between her lips, he also slid his finger into her ass. Swallowing the moan the action drew from her, he began to finger fuck her bottom as he ravished her mouth. Only the need to draw in oxygen had him pulling back. She panted, attempting to steady her breathing and was quite surprised when the withdrawal of his finger caused her to mewl in protest.

“No need to fret, little one. I’m not done.”

Even though she was a nurse, knowing the parts of a body and feeling nerve endings firing when he pushed not one but two fingers into her bottom were two totally different things. She could only moan as the erogenous sensations consumed her.

It didn’t take but a few more thrusts before her hips began rocking back and forth as she started to fuck herself on his fingers. She couldn’t imagine how she must look to her Daddy but had no desire to stop her lewd moves. When he withdrew a second time, her cry wasn’t one of pain, but of a need she didn’t understand. She was empty for only a brief moment before she felt the tip of the lubed bright orange butt plug against her dark hole.

“Ohhhh, it’s big,” she moaned as her sphincter fought against the invader.

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