“Now, I brought my medical bag so we can finish the check-up.” Yamal stands up.
“Check up?” I ask and turn to Daddy.
“Yes, check up. Yamal didn’t get all the information with the wand. He needs more now.” Daddy rises, holding me close to him.
“I brought the probe this time.” Yamal pulls out a long stick, and my eyes go wide.
FIFTEEN
“I don’t want that thing being shoved inside me!” I yell.
I don’t want it anywhere inside me.
I have a feeling I know where it is going. There is no way that probe is fitting down my throat or in my mouth. Which means it’s going in my bottom.
Nope.
I don’t have anything in my bottom. That is just wrong.
“You need to,” Daddy gently says. “It is going to collect a lot of information that Yamal needs, which is very important. There is no other way to get it.”
I push at Daddy’s chest and glare at him. “There has to be another way for you to get all the information you need. They got it in different ways on the space station!”
Daddy shakes his head. “That is not how we do things on Venkoria. This probe is a very sophisticated technology. It collects a lot of things all at once. That way, he doesn’t have to do a lot of different tests and waste time or resources. This can be used over and over again without needing to be replaced.”
My nose scrunches up. “It’s been up other people’s bottoms?”
“Yes, it has but don’t worry. I clean it very thoroughly every single time. It’s almost like it is brand new so you don’t need toworry about a thing,” Yamal says. “I can show you show I clean it if you want if you don’t believe me.”
I shake my head. “I don’t want that thing being put up my bottom. You can’t make me.”
I cross my arms over my chest and glare at Daddy. How dare he try and make me put something up my bottom. How cruel can he be?
Daddy sits on the couch and turns my body, so we are facing each other comfortably.
“You do not get a say in this. This is happening, no matter what, because it relates to your health. We take health very seriously on Venkoria,” Daddy states. “You may not like it, but it needs to happen. Without this, something could go wrong, and Yamal will not have a baseline for your vitals.”
I open my mouth, but Daddy just shakes his head.
“No, we are not discussing this. If you continue to fight me, I will put you over my knee and spank you first.” Daddy raises an eyebrow. “Do not test me on this.”
“I don’t want anything up my bottom. It’s wrong.” I whisper the last part. “Nothing should go up there.”
Daddy gently cups my face. “It isn’t wrong. Some people find pleasure in things going up their bottom. It’s not wrong, and it’s not dirty to like it. It might feel weird in the very beginning, but Daddy is going to be with you every step of the way, and nothing bad is going to happen. Understand?”
“Daddy,” I whimper and grip onto his shirt.
“I know it’s scary because it’s something new, but everything is going to be okay. You’ll feel a little discomfort, but the more you fight it, the worse it is going to get. You just need to relax and let Yamal do what he does best.” He speaks softly to me.
“I promise I will be extra careful,” Yamal assures me.
I look over at Yamal who is holding the probe in his hand and shiver. It’s super long and it’s going to go up my bottom. Is it going to fit?
“Can you lay her on her side and pull her legs up to her chest. Do you have a pacifier she can suckle on?” Yamal asks. “That normally helps all the other girls relax when I do this.”
Daddy pulls a pacifier out of his pocket and sets me on the bed. “Put this in your mouth. I’m going to take your diaper off, and then Yamal is going to slowly insert it. When he tells you to exhale, I want you to do as he says.”
Tears pool in my eyes as I look up at Daddy. I don’t want this to happen.
