“She is very responsive, Roman. That is wonderful. You will be able to lavish pleasure, a lot of pleasure, on her. Little girlsneed as many orgasms as possible. That keeps them happy and healthy,” Dr. Richards told him.
“Climaxes affect Littles’ health?” Roman asked.
“Definitely. Stress levels alone benefit from the release,” Dr. Richards told him before addressing Coco. “Coco, I’m going to place the speculum now.”
She heard a click and guessed he’d lifted it from the tray. The smooth blades of the device pressed into her and then, with clicks, they widened inside her. Coco blew out a shaky breath as the movement stopped.
“Good job, Coco. I’ll look around a bit. You’ll feel a gentle brush here and there as I do your pap smear. Now, some medicine inside you that may feel warm.”
A swab brushed something around her sensitive tissues. It felt normal at first but gradually built in heat. In a few short moments, Dr. Richards removed the device. “I’m going to check a few things here, Coco. You’ll feel my fingers inside you now.”
She swallowed hard when he stood and pressed two fingers deep into her. Dr. Richards pressed on her stomach in a few places before sitting back down on the stool.
“Coco, I’m going to test your responses. I need to make sure that everything works well. Your Daddy is right here. It’s okay to have an orgasm. In fact, we both hope you do, so my testing is beneficial.”
“What?” Words left her mind as Dr. Richards caressed her.
As that blasted heat built inside her, the doctor’s fingers moving on all her most responsive places tantalized her. Her Daddy’s hand moved under the blanket to brush her breasts and tease her nipples. Coco struggled to hold still and not respond. The overwhelming sensations eliminated any chance she had to stay in control.
“Ahhh!” Coco loudly moaned as her body shook with a massive orgasm that left her panting.
“Perfect responses, Coco. Your body is very healthy,” Dr. Richards assured her. “Last check. Roman, help Coco turn over to her side.”
“Good job, Little girl,” Roman praised her and kissed her forehead as he followed Dr. Richards’ moves to free her from the stirrups and guide her into the new position.
The doctor guided her knees up toward her chest and motioned Roman to press one arm against the side of the exam table to keep her legs bent into position. Roman rearranged the blanket, folding it up around her waist to expose her bottom completely.
Coco squeezed her eyes tightly shut. Another click made her tense. What had the doctor chosen from that tray?
“I’m going to check inside your bottom now, Coco. You’ll feel the scope. Try to relax,” Dr. Richards urged.
That wasn’t going to happen. Coco squeezed her muscles tight, trying to keep him out. A sharp swat stung the skin on her thigh, distracting her. She looked up to see her Daddy glowering at her.
“Be good, Little girl.”
Forcing herself to stop struggling, Coco slumped on the table. The scope moved into her, stretching her slightly. It wasn’t painful, just uncomfortable. She could feel Dr. Richards’ body heat radiating toward her as he leaned in to scan the display.
“Great job on the prep, Roman and Coco. I’m seeing some inflammation as I get deeper. That’s what I expected after finding the tender areas on Coco’s abdomen. Some medicine will easily resolve this and help Coco feel her best.”
“That’s wonderful news, isn’t it, Coco?” Roman asked, rubbing her back with his free hand.
After a few more minutes, Dr. Richards removed the scope and patted her bottom gently. “You’ve done very well during your exam, Coco. I’m proud of you.”
When she stirred to sit up, the doctor held her in place with a hand on her hip. “Medicine first. Let’s get you on the road to recovery now.”
He turned his attention to Roman. “I’m going to send home a supply of suppositories for you to insert every evening before she goes to sleep. Definitely, these should be placed before intercourse to allow the orgasmic contractions to draw the dosage higher into her system.”
Coco wiggled as the doctor pressed a large, slippery dose into her bottom.
“Before sex, I understand.”
“Yes, slide one as high as possible and then, it’s best to wrap Coco in a diaper overnight. Coco, this is a bit of ointment to soothe your entrance here. You may be a bit sore after all the attention here. A warm bath tonight is a great idea, Roman.”
Dying of embarrassment for what felt like the fortieth time, Coco pretended she couldn’t hear the men talk. She threw her arm over her face as they shifted her onto her back, and her Daddy wrapped her in a diaper as Dr. Richards started gathering what seemed like a ton of supplies for Roman to take home.
“I’ll send home a supply of birth control as well. Roman, you’ll need to give her one every morning. Little girls tend to forget. No tampons overnight during her cycle. She’ll already be wearing a diaper. Use a super-absorbent one during that week. It’s best for Little girls to have a break from tampons, at least at night.”
“Should I keep her diapered on the weekends of her period as well?”
