As he does so, Doctor D settles on a stool between my thighs and slides his fingers into my embarrassingly wet pussy. “Do that again, please, Evander. I want to test her reactions.”
Outright grinning now, Daddy gives my nipple another, harder pinch and though I manage not to whimper, I do wince a bit. Between my splayed thighs, Doctor D chuckles. “Very responsive. Her cunt is squeezing my fingers nice and hard, Evander. You’re a very lucky Daddy.”
“Indeed, I am.” Daddy’s voice is rougher than usual, and there’s a fire in his eyes that has my breath catching in my throat.
The humiliation and pleasure they’re forcing on me threaten to overwhelm my senses so I reach for the one weapon I’ve always had ready and available to me: sarcasm. “How would you know? You won’t even fuck me there.”
Okay, that was weak, but it’s the best I can come up with when there are two very dangerous men scrambling my wits. But it’s enough to have Daddy sighing and shaking his head. “What am I going to do about your language, little girl?”
“I have something that may help, if you’re interested.”
There’s far too much glee in Doctor D’s voice for my comfort. “We’re doing just fine, thanks.”
For once, Daddy doesn’t seem amused by my response. The corners of his mouth dip down into a frown and he squeezes my nipple hard enough for me to arch up off the table with a startledcry. “Daddy decides how you are punished, little one. Not you. And seeing as how you have been warned about your language and disrespect multiple times today, you really have left me no choice.”
“I’m sorry, I’ll be good, I promise!”
But my pleas go unanswered as Daddy turns his head to look down at Doctor D. “What did you have in mind?”
Rising from his stool, Doctor D strips his gloves off and tosses them in the trash before approaching the same table where Daddy got the clamps and opening a drawer. From within he pulls a gag of some kind and a small glass bottle. “It’s something I created. You coat the tip of the pacifier with this liquid and then strap the pacifier into her mouth. It’s perfectly safe but I’m told it tastes even worse than soap.”
Apacifier? I want to beg and plead, but Daddy’s already made it clear that won’t work, so I fall back on my usual defense mechanisms. “Really? You’re all so fragile you have to gag someone just for talking back? Here I thought you were all a bunch of badasses, but I guess you’re just pussies.”
Doctor D raises a brow at me, and beside him Daddy growls, actuallygrowlslow in his throat as he holds his hand out for the pacifier and the bottle. “Enough, Natalie Quinn. I have obviously been far too lenient with you if you think that’s an acceptable way to speak to your Daddy.”
My gaze locks on his hands as he twists open the top of the bottle and pulls free a small brush, kind of like the ones in nail polish bottles. And obviously my sense of self-preservation has taken the day off because I can’t seem to stop the words pouring out of my mouth. “Do you have a dictionary in that giant library of yours? Because I don’t think you understand what the wordlenientmeans.”
“I understand perfectly well that my Little girl is obviously under the impression that her actions come withoutconsequences and that she can be as disrespectful as she wants.” He coats the rubber tip of the pacifier with the glistening liquid from the glass bottle. When it’s good and covered, he holds it up to my mouth. “Open.”
If that stuff tastes half as bad as it smells, I’m going to regret ever speaking a single word in his presence. Pressing my lips together as tightly as I can manage, I shake my head in refusal.
“Natalie. You can either be a good girl and open your mouth for Daddy, or I’m sure Doctor D has some very creative ways to force disobedient Little girls to do as they’re told. And with the way you’ve behaved so far today, I’m sure he would be all too happy to assist me.”
It’s more the thought of giving Doctor D the satisfaction of hurting me than the threat of any actual pain that has me forcing my trembling lips apart. Daddy pushes the pacifier into my mouth and I immediately gag at the bitter taste coating my tongue. But before I can even try to spit it out, Daddy pulls the leather strap attached to the pacifier around my head, buckling it in place.
Looking up, I widen my eyes, letting them fill with a silent plea.I’ll never be bad again, I swear just please take this thing out.
But Daddy only shakes his head. “You were very, very naughty, kitten. So you are going to keep that pacifier in until the end of our visit with Doctor D.” That smile I remember from earlier returns to his scarred face as he holds up the bells he retrieved from the box.
“And we still have to see how you respond to the clamps.”
Evander
Fear flickers across my naughty kitten’s face as her gaze flits from the clamps in my hand to my face and back again. She shakes her head, whimpering quietly, as if that will deter me.
Unfortunately for her, those little noises only make me all the more determined to see what other sounds I can pull from my naughty girl before the day is done.
As Doctor D returns to his spot between her thighs, once more filling her pussy with his freshly gloved fingers, I cup her breast in my hand. Not that she needs the stimulation I realize when I grasp her nipple between my fingers. The pretty pink bud is hard enough to cut glass and I can’t help but grin down at her.
“Doctor D, would you say my Little girl is a bit aroused by her punishment?”
“I would say she isveryaroused right now. My gloves are soaked.”
Red floods Natalie’s cheeks as she glares up at me and it’s a good thing for her she’s gagged otherwise I have no doubt she’d be calling me some very unflattering names. And then I’d have to get even more creative with her punishment.
Really, Doctor D and I have done her a favor.
Squeezing the first clamp so the jagged metal teeth are exposed, I hold it up for her to see, and am rewarded with the sight of her eyes going wide with terror before I place the clamp around her nipple, slowly letting it close around the taut bud.
