Page 46 of Tizzy's Little Thanksgiving

He ran a cloth under the hot water tap to get it warm, wrung it out and then approached his patient. “Hmmm, look at all those goosies,” he teased, running a finger over her tummy which only raised more goosebumps. “Seems my patient might be a bit chilled. Perhaps this will warm you up. Legs well apart, if you please.”

Her eyes were locked on him but her legs shifted apart an additional inch and when he cocked an eyebrow, she bit down on her lip and opened them wider.

“What a good girl,” Eddie praised as he laid the warmed cloth over her pubic hair and her sex that was now glistening quite nicely with her arousal. As the cloth softened the skin for what was coming, he smiled at her and gently pulled her lip free from her teeth. “No need to worry, little one. Do you remember your safeword?”

Her nod wasn’t good enough.

“What is it?”

“Apple,” she said softly.

“Good. If you need, do not hesitate to say it. It will not be naughty, and you won’t fail as this is not a test, nor a punishment.”

“Okay, Doctor Daddy,” she said, her smile lasting a bit longer as if the reassurance was something she needed reminding of.

“And if you need to slow down?”

“I say yellow,” she answered and then giggled for the first time since they’d entered the dungeon. “But I think I’m pretty green now.”

“You’re sure?” he asked, picking the shaving gel off the tray as well as the razor, lifting both so she’d not miss either the items or misunderstand his intention.

“I’m sure,” she said, nodding again.

With her assurance, he removed the warm towel and spent the next several minutes applying a thick coat of the shaving gel over her mound. The application would go much faster in the future, but for this first time, he enjoyed teasing his girl a bit. His slick fingers circled her clit which was growing plumper with each rotation. Her moans grew deeper with every slide of his finger through the lips of her sex, separating the outer ones to play with the inner pink beauties. Her slit was slicker than his gel-coated fingers, her cream slipping from her as he continued his preparation.

“Please…” she begged, lifting her hips in an attempt to capture the finger he was using to toy at her entrance.

“Thank you, my dear,” he teased, removing his finger and setting the can of gel aside. “It wouldn’t do for the doctor to slack off on his duties, now, would it?”

The cutest little huff and her scowl almost made him chuckle, but he managed to control himself. It was far better for her to concentrate on her arousal than it was on worrying about the razor as he drew it across her mound and over the most sensitive parts of her body. After several minutes, he reapplied the towel and cleaned her of every drop of the gel, though she remained very slick indeed which thrilled him to no end.

“There we go, nice and smooth,” Eddie praised, bending down to give her newly bared mound a kiss of approval. Her hips lifted again and the huff turned into a mewl of need as he gave her clit the barest of flicks of his tongue. Straightening, he replaced the shaving items and made a show of pulling on a pair of gloves, snapping the latex at his wrists. Her attention instantly zeroed in on her Daddy’s hands.

“Wh-what are you go-going to do?” she asked.

“Give you a quite thorough exam as I promised,” he said, moving to her side again.

“Dow-down there?” she asked, which had him hiding another grin. She was a nurse and well educated on exactly what “down there” was called, but he couldn’t fault her. He was pretty sure this would be the first time her very own “down there” was going to undergo the type of exam he had planned.

“Yes, but I’m afraid we’re going to need to adjust you a bit,” he said, reaching down to scoop her up.

Her surprise was evident in her gasp even as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

“I seemed to have truly destroyed the paper when shaving you,” Eddie said, drawing her attention to the table where a huge wet spot was evident.

“Oh!” she said, burying her face in his neck.

“Now, don’t you fret,” he said, patting her bare ass a few times. “It’s simple enough to fix.” Eddie ripped the wet paper free, tossed it in the trash, and pulled another length down to cover the table again. “There, all fixed. Down you go.”

She gave a reluctant mewl as he set her down on the table again, only this time, he made sure her bottom rested at the very edge of the table. Her whimper and shaking of her head was pretty universal for women everywhere when they knew what was coming. But Eddie was not only her “Doctor,” he was her Daddy. He cupped her face between his gloved hands and pressed his forehead to hers.

“Color?” he asked.

“Um… greenish-yellow,” she said.

Eddie grinned and kissed her nose. “Let’s see if we can make that a very vibrant green, okay?”

Chapter 19

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