“Manners,” Kafran reminds me again.
“No, Sir,” I whisper, shuddering. This submissiveness they’re demanding of me also makes me tingle.
“Good girl.”
Gah, his praise adds to my plight. I can’t seem to control my body’s reactions to everyone’s words. It’s madness.
Dankin parts my folds. “Has anything ever been inserted in your cunt, Little one?”
Did he just refer to my vagina as my cunt? Yes. Yes, he did. And he used that word nonchalantly as if it were a medical term. I swallow. “No, Sir,” I murmur.
“Nothing at all? Tampons? Fingers? Vibrators? Dildos?”
“No, Sir.” I shake my head as my face heats. I’m twenty years old and completely ignorant of such things. I watch television, so I know about a lot of things from commercials, but my mother-in-law only ever provided me with pads when I had my period.
Even if I’d wanted to experiment with my sexuality, there is no way in hell I would have touched myself while living in that house. I would have been too afraid of getting caught. Personal boundaries were not a thing That Bitch cared about.
Dankin holds up a clear tube, making me flinch. “It’s just a catheter, Little one. I’m going to push the tube up into your little pee-pee hole so I can get a urine sample. It won’t hurt. It will only feel strange.”
I purse my lips. It seems futile to argue with him. All I would accomplish is getting reprimanded from one or both of my Papis.
Dankin applies pressure to my pelvis, steadying me so he can insert the tube. His fingers inadvertently pull back on the hood of my clit, exposing it to the air and making me whimper.
I can feel every inch of the tube going into me. It’s not a sensation I ever expected to experience. It’s odd and erotic at the same time, maybe because it’s so close to my clit.
When pee starts running out of me, all the blood leaves my face. I’m mortified by the sound it makes as it drips into a collection cup. Why didn’t he use a bag or something quieter and less obvious?
Arousal is dripping out of me. I’m so horny. He can see how affected I am, which is also embarrassing. As my bladder continues to empty, the doctor slides one finger over my clit, stroking it.
I cry out. I’m going to come. I can’t stop my body from reacting to his touch.
Kafran drags his thumb over my nipple and then pinches it. “Don’t fight it, Little one. Your sexual wellbeing is as important as any other aspect of your health. Dankin needs to make sure you react appropriately to stimulation, but he also needs to observe you having an orgasm.”
Is he serious?
I would shoot Kafran a glare, but my vision is blurred, and I close my eyes, unable to stop the wash of need that’s consuming me.
Skarg slides his hands closer to my pussy and strokes between my folds. “Let it go, Baby girl. Show Dankin how pretty you are when you come.”
At his command, I tip over the edge, my orgasm so powerful that I scream as my pussy clenches down over and over.
“That’s a good girl,” Kafran praises as if I’m a toddler who just took her first steps, making him so proud. He releases my pinched nipple but continues to flick it with his thumb, keeping me on edge.
I’m panting as the doctor releases my clit and removes the tube.Please let this exam be over.I’m afraid to look at whatever he holds up next, but I lift my head to see him spreading a clear gel onto a strange rod. It’s long and thick. I have no idea what it is.
“This is an internal probe, Little one,” he informs me. “I’m going to slide it into your bottom. It needs to stay inside you for a few minutes to collect data. It’s a very advanced tool your doctors on Earth do not have yet.”
I start shaking my head. “No, please.” I jerk my gaze back and forth between my Papis. “I don’t want that in my bottom, Papi.”
Skarg’s hand is closer to my tight forbidden hole, and he taps it with his finger. “No part of you will be untouched, Baby girl. Every time you go to the clinic, one of the doctors will check all your vitals with a probe. Eventually you’ll get used to it.”
I keep shaking my head. “No, Papi. Things don’t go in there. It’s gross.”
He smiles. “Baby girl… As soon as we’re home and you’re back to your full strength, Kafran and I will start stretching your bottom so you can take our cocks in your tight hole.”
My breath hitches. I hadn’t thought of that. I’m aware of anal sex, but I always thought it was something people hated and associated it with force. If I have two Papis, apparently they intend to enter both my holes.
The idea is scary.
