“Then why did you… Never mind.” Shaking his head, Doctor D gestures toward the exam table. “She’ll need to be naked for her exam.”
“What? No, absolutely not!”
But my protests don’t stop Daddy from rising to his feet with me still cradled in his arms. “You just need to be brave a little while longer, kitten. Can you be Daddy’s big brave lion?”
“No, thank you. I’d much prefer to be whatever kind of animal gets to wear clothes.”
Doctor D sighs and shakes his head in mock disappointment. “I’m afraid that’s not an option, little Natalie.”
I open my mouth to call him all manner of names that are likely to get my mouth washed out and my ass spanked when I notice the smile lingering on his lips.
Helikesthis. Not just the medical stuff, which is weird enough, but he’s enjoying my fear. He wants me to fight and to struggle.
Well, fuck you, Doctor D. I’ll be damned if I give you what you want.
So when Daddy sets me down on the exam table, I don’t argue as he strips my clothes from me. Or when he removes my diaper, leaving me completely exposed and vulnerable. And when Doctor D tells him to put my feet in the stirrups so he can strap me down, I swallow the scream bubbling in my chest and stare up at the ceiling.
“You have a leak.”
“What?” Confusion fills Doctor D’s voice. “What do you mean?”
“In that corner.” I point up to a slightly discolored spot in the far-right corner of the ceiling. “You have a leak in your roof.”
Daddy lets out a snort of laughter. “So you do. I’ll let Maxwell know to send someone over to look at it for you.”
“Thank you, Evander.”
It doesn’t escape my notice that he doesn’t thank me, and it apparently doesn’t escape Daddy’s notice either.
“I’m not the one who noticed. You should be thanking Natalie.”
“Yes.” The good doctor’s voice is slightly strained. “Well, thank you for pointing that out, Natalie. Now, let’s get startedon your exam. Evander, did you prep her as we discussed this morning?”
“I did. She’s all cleaned out and no orgasms since last night.”
“Excellent. I’m going to show you how to do a routine breast exam that you can perform at home, but if you’d prefer to bring her to me on a monthly basis, that’s fine too.”
“No. She’s mine, so I want to know how to take care of her.”
There’s something almost sweet about that sentiment, and I’m still determined not to give Doctor D the satisfaction of seeing me break, so I don’t argue as he performs the exam, showing Daddy where to and how to check for lumps and other abnormalities.
“All right, now that we’ve completed that portion of the exam, I’d like to test her reaction to various stimuli. Have you played with her nipples at all?”
“Not yet. We’ve been… otherwise occupied.”
Embarrassment floods my body and I can only pray my cheeks aren’t as red as they feel. But judging by the smug look on Doctor D’s face, I assume those prayers are in vain.
Asshole.
“There are some clamps in that box over there on the table. Gideon enjoyed the ones with the bows on them, but there is also a set with bells you might enjoy.”
“Really?” A smile curves Daddy’s lips as he looks down at me. “Perhaps that’s the solution to keeping you from sneaking out of bed at night. Keeping those pretty little nipples clamped with bells.”
“That seems like a bit of an overreaction, don’t you think?” But despite my brave words, my voice wavers a bit. I don’t know what they mean by “clamped” but anything that brings that much joy to these two sadistic men can’t be good.
“We’ll see,” is Daddy’s cryptic answer as he makes his way over to the table and plucks what looks like a pair of earrings from the box.
Hovering over me again, he smiles, and it takes every ounce of courage in my body not to whimper at that smile. There’s a hard edge to it, a glimmer of the cruelty I glimpsed in Doctor D as he cups my breast in his hand and gives the nipple a light pinch.
