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“Alright,” the doctor said, though, sitting back down on his rolling stool. He had put the paddle back in the cabinet, replaced his headlight, and picked up the speculum again. “I’m sorry about that interruption, Marianne. We’re almost done. I just need to have a look inside your rectum to make sure you’re ready for intercourse there as well.”
I heard myself let out a sort of disbelieving wail around the gag in my mouth. My eyes went to Nurse Cathy’s face. I saw there just how badly she wanted to say something to emphasize the humiliation the doctor had just delivered with his simple, clinical words, something that would reassert her superiority after the paddling. But she contented herself with a little smile.
“Don’t worry too much about it,” the doctor said, glancing up at me dispassionately. “Most girls find it uncomfortable the first few times, but it becomes easier and even quite pleasurable after regular anal sex.”
CHAPTER5
Marianne
I felt the beak of the speculum there. I managed, using every bit of willpower I had left after what felt like a titanic struggle with myself, to keep the whimper inside my throat.
Donotlook at Nurse Cathy. Donotlook at Nurse Cathy.
I should have let the whimper escape, so that I had some inner strength left to fight the urge. Just as I felt the horrible thing start to enter my smallest hole, I lost the battle. My eyes went to the older woman’s face, and my whole body seemed to flare into heat at what I saw in her eyes: her sheer satisfaction at the knowledge of how my new firefighter daddies, whoever they were, would train my ass for their enjoyment, without the slightest regard for my own pleasure.
You’re a criminal, after all,said Nurse Cathy’s pitiless, vengeful eyes, still shining a little from the discomfort the doctor had visited on her own backside.Why should they do anything but fuck you up that cute girlish bottom, until you can’t walk right?
The speculum opened a millimeter, then two, then even more.
“Easy does it,” the doctor murmured, as if to himself. Then louder, to me, his tone turning reproachful, “Try to relax, Marianne. The better you get at relaxing these muscles, the easier a time you’re going to have when your supervisors are penetrating you here.”
“Just try to push,” Nurse Cathy added, in a tone of sympathy so obviously fake that I thought for a moment even the doctor might object. “Remember that your body knows how to open up there. You do it on the toilet every day.”
At least I had recovered enough impulse control that I stopped myself from looking at her again. I moved my eyes to an upper corner of the room, feeling my face go crimson as, simply to ease the discomfort of the speculum’s distending my anus, I did as the horrid nurse had suggested.
I felt the pain ease, at the expense of the flood of burning embarrassment that rose to engulf my upper body. Tears formed at the corners of my eyes, as if to mirror Cathy’s.
“There we go,” the doctor said approvingly. “Good girl. You look nice and healthy in here. I’m going to approve you to start your duties right away.”
* * *
Good girl.To my dismay, I simply couldn’t get the words, in the doctor’s deep voice, out of my head. The two guards who came to fetch me from the medical wing gave me pink scrubs to wear for the last leg of my journey through the corporate justice system. Once they had brought me down to the parking garage and led me to a white van with the familiar red block letters SELECTA on its side, they took off my gag, too, so I could drink and eat a little despite the plastic cuffs they put around my wrists before loading me on board.
“It goes right back on if you say anything, girly,” one of them warned me. “We’re not interested in your opinion.”
I did my best to send daggers back into his stupid face as I tore into the fast food burger he’d handed me. The simple fact that I couldn’t stop myself from eating it, not to mention how astonishingly good it tasted after days of jail food, broughtgood girlto the front of my mind yet again.Good girl, accepting what they give you.I swallowed down the first dismayingly delicious bite very hard as I felt the blood starting to mount into my cheeks, just at the way my tummy fluttered at the thought.
At least I didn’t have the slightest urge to speak to the guards during the hour-long van ride to the industrial complex on the outskirts of the city. I didn’t see how any information they might give me, even if they didn’t just simply put the gag back in my mouth, would do me any good. If Nurse Cathy had enjoyed herself feeding me her scary, mortifying little tidbits of information about the place the guards were taking me, I knew these meatheads would probably jump at the chance even more eagerly.
In fact, the guard who had given me the burger and the water bottle decided to do a little of that without any provocation from me. We had left the highway and turned into a neighborhood made of what looked like factories and heavy electrical equipment, but to my surprise I could see what looked like the edge of a forest not far away, trees rising up a hill into what looked like a park. Despite myself, I started to feel a little bit of hope, just at the sight of the natural world after my nightmare in the city, first at the executive’s intimidatingly luxurious apartment and then at the horrible justice facility.
“You can see how hard a job these guys have,” the guard said, turning around in the passenger seat to look at me. “Industrial wildlife interface they call it, but for firefighters it’s like the worst—wildfiresandindustrial fires. That’s why they get fuck toys like you, I guess, girly.”
I had made the mistake of meeting his eyes when he had turned around. I could see his satisfaction as he registered my reaction to his words.
“Just remember when they’re fucking you raw, that you’re not here to enjoy yourself,” he said, his face cruel. “That’ll help you behave, so you don’t get your ass beat on top of the hate-fucking, when you whine about their cocks being too big for your little asshole, or how you don’t want to swallow their loads.”
“And the little girl shit,” the driver contributed, unexpectedly. “I hear that’s the hardest part for girls like you.”
The what?I almost said it. I could see in the eyes of the one looking at me that hewantedme to say it—he wanted to gag me, maybe even to punish me. The thought sent an unwelcome wave of heat through me, but I bit my lip.
The awful nurse had hinted at whateverlittle girl shitmeant too, and yes, I felt nearly desperate to know what the fuck it might actually mean, but at least I kept myself from giving the asshole guard that satisfaction. The doctor’sgood girlcame back into my mind, as well as all the nurse’s references toDaddies.
I moved my eyes to the windshield, looking at the little slice of forest I could see through it, and kept my mouth shut. My eyes suddenly felt like they needed to close, and I wondered if they had given me some kind of tranquilizer or sedative in the burger, or the drink. I decided to lower my eyelids just for a moment.
* * *
A big hand shook me awake. My whole body jerked as I emerged from sleep into what felt like a completely different world—even though I was still in the same place, in the van, my hands still bound in front of me in plastic cuffs. The light was different: because someone had opened the door of the van, letting the sun come directly onto my face, except where he—a massive, masculine form—loomed against it.
