“That’s my good girl,” he praises in that deep, silky tone that somehow feels like a caress and a threat all at the same time. “Relax a bit more for me, baby. Daddy doesn’t want to hurt you.”
Liar. He absolutely wants to hurt me. But I know he doesn’t want to do me any real harm, so I try to relax my muscles more and am rewarded with another round of rumbling praise.
When his finger is buried as deep in my bottom as it can go, he leaves it there for a beat, giving me time to adjust. And just when I finally relax around the digit, he moves. Fucking my bottom with his finger, and humiliation floods my body as I think of a completely different body part filling me there, stretching me impossibly wide.
Need coils deep in my core, fueled by the embarrassing fantasies filling my mind, and Daddy’s low chuckle rumbles through the room.
“My naughty girl is already enjoying her exam, I see.”
“Nuh-uh!” My protest is as false as it is immediate, and his finger stills in my bottom.
“Are you saying youaren’tenjoying having Daddy’s finger deep in your pretty bottom, Camilla Joy?”
There’s an undercurrent to his words that brings another whimper to my lips. “Um. I dunno.”
“You don’t? Well, then, Daddy will just have to prove it to you.”
With his finger still buried in my bottom, he uses his free hand to nudge my thighs apart, swiping his gloved fingers through the wetness pooled there. “Do you feel how wet you are, sunshine? I’m barely touching you and my glove is soaked through. Because you love the way Daddy hurts you, don’t you, baby? You love being my naughty little patient.”
“No.” I drag the word out in a long whine, burying my face more deeply into the crook of my arm, as if I can somehow hide from my shame. “Idon’tlike it, I don’t!”
“Hmm.” Again he runs his fingers between my lips, this time teasing my swollen clit. “Well, if you’re sure you aren’t enjoying this, then I guess Daddy won’t bother trying to make you come.”
Dammit. Caught between a rock and a hard place. Either I admit I lied, which is likely to earn me a punishment, or continue defending my lie and be denied, which is a punishment in and of itself.
I’d much rather have a spanking, or even get my mouth washed out than that.
“Maybe I’m enjoying it alittlebit,” I finally confess.
“So you lied to Daddy.”
My stomach twists at his words. “Um. It was just a tiny lie, Daddy.”
“Is my Little girl allowed to tell even itty-bitty lies, Camilla Joy?”
Tears well in my eyes. “No, Daddy.”
“No, she is not. I should punish your naughty mouth for that lie, little girl.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I was just embarrassed!”
Another low chuckle rolls over me, and everything inside me freezes at the sound. “Oh, my sweet little Camilla. You don’t even know the meaning of the word yet. But you certainly will by the time I’m through with you.”
Oh, god. What have I done? This entire experience is designed to be as humiliating as possible already, and the thought of him going out of his way to make itmoreembarrassing is almost more than I can take.
But pleading with him will only feed the beast, so I force myself to stay quiet while he continues probing my bottom with his finger, spreading the lube around every little inch of me. After what seems like forever, he pulls his finger free and I nearly sigh with relief.
Relief that is very short-lived. The blunt, cold head of the glass thermometer presses against my bottom hole, twisting from side to side as he works it inside me.
“We have to make sure to get it nice and deep, so it’s as accurate as possible. Isn’t that right, Nurse Hamilton?”
“Y-yes, Doctor,” I force myself to say.
Once the glass thermometer is in as deep as it will go, he gives my bottom a soft pat. “What a good little patient you are, Camilla. Would you like to know what comes next, after we take your temperature?”
Considering all the exams I’ve assisted him with, I have a pretty good idea. But obviously this is part of his plan to embarrass me even more than usual. “Not really.”
“Ah, but a good doctor always makes sure his patient is fully informed of what to expect.” He gives my bottom another pat, this time a bit sharper, with enough bite to make me wince. “After your temperature, Daddy is going to clean your bottom out, so you’re nice and clean for your exam.”
