Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
“Help her turn over onto her tummy,” he instructs.
My Papis don’t even unfasten my wrists to do so. The straps swivel around so that my arms easily switch places.
Thabo lifts my hips and puts some sort of wedge under me that leaves my forehead against the table and my bottom high in the air. The stupid wedge is unforgiving. It’s not a soft pillow. It’s a stiff sort of rubber. And a section of it extends between my legs, forcing them wide open.
I whimper as the doctor pulls a strap around my lower back and secures me tight. I can’t move a single inch.
“If you two will hold her bottom open for me, it will make it easier for me to examine her.”
“Of course,” Kafran says right before they both pull a cheek, separating them and exposing my anus.
I’m panting from the humiliation and embarrassment. The most mortifying part of all this is that my pussy is dripping wet. I can’t stop it. The strap around my waist pushes me to a higher level of arousal. There’s no hiding my plight from my Papis. I’m sure the doctor will somehow find out, too.
“Deep breaths, Mercy,” Thabo instructs. “I’m going to use a similar speculum to open your rectum now. It will be easier if you don’t clench down.”
I hold my breath while he inserts another metal device into me, this time in the ickiest part of my entire body.
Kafran and Skarg each hold my cheeks open with one hand while their other hands are on my thighs, bracing me.
I cry out when the doctor begins to open the stupid speculum.
“Are you in any pain, Little one?” Thabo asks.
“No,” I shout. “I’m embarrassed. Please stop. I don’t care if there are cuts. I’m fine.”
Thabo’s voice is very calm as he says, “Why don’t you inject her with a mild sedative. If you do it near the entrance to her rectum, it will help me examine her and cause her to relax at the same time.”
I shake my head at the suggestion. “No. Please, Papi, no,” I plead.
My words are in vain. Everyone ignores me. Skarg leans over my tight hole, licks me several times near the puckered entrance, and then lowers his quill into my tender flesh.
I scream. It hurts, and I’m pissed off. Fighting against my restraints is futile, but I do it anyway. “Please… No.”
Kafran strokes the top of my head. “Shhh. Deep breaths, Little one. Medical exams are not optional. You’ll feel calmer in a moment when the serum takes effect.”
I hate that he’s right. My heart rate slows as my body relaxes. In addition, my ass stops pulsing from the pressure. I can’t feel as much sensation down there. He numbed me with his serum. I wasn’t even aware numbing was a third use of that quill.
I assume there could come a day when I’ll be grateful that my Papis have the ability to numb my skin. What if I need stitches or break an arm or something. They can dull the hurt in no time. That’s assuming they haven’t both had a heart attack from me getting injured.
I’m marginally aware of Thabo opening my bottom up wider. I can see the flashes of light as he adjusts a lamp, which tells me he’s exploring the inside of my rectum. Two minutes ago, I was totally humiliated, but the serum has dulled my ability to react normally to this invasive process.
My bottom is numb, and my brain is calmer. Darn them. I don’t like being manipulated.
Eventually the doctor removes the speculum. “Do you intend to breach her rectum later today?”
“Yes,” my Papis say in unison.
“Then I suggest you let me insert a thick phallic plug. It will help her body adjust around the girth, making it easier for you to enter her with one of your shafts later.”
I tug against the restraints. I may be slightly altered, but I’m not so sedated or numb to not realize I certainly don’t want any sort of phallic device pushed into my bottom and left there.
Skarg responds, “Great idea. Dankin suggested using toys to stretch her rectum, but we haven’t addressed that yet.”
Ugh. Again, if I were a violent person, and if I had the use of my arms, I would slap him.
Lube is applied to my entrance, and then I feel the pressure of something I assume is rubber. Thabo eases it slowly past the barrier of muscles, forcing my ass to open and accept the giant dildo. I can’t even see it, but I know what it is. I can picture it in my mind.
It feels like it’s five inches wide, though I know that can’t be true.
I’m panting as one of my Papis takes over, slowly guiding the dildo in and out of me, gradually going deeper. I think it’s Kafran because a minute later, Skarg shifts at my side and brings his free hand under me to stroke my pussy.