by Maggie Ryan
He pulled a fresh handkerchief from his pocket and used it to wipe her cheeks before holding it to her nose. "Blow." She did so without complaint. Lifting her from the table, he carried her the short distance to the washstand. Putting her onto her feet, he took a step back. It was time for her next lesson.
Chapter Nine
"Nanny Jenkins has instructed you on how to make a proper apology but from this moment forward, you will begin making another." He saw her hesitant nod as well as her hands fluttering behind her now that he had released them. "Go ahead and put your hands on your bottom."
"Why?"
"Alexandria, while you will have many lessons that require your oral participation, this is not one of them. You are not to ask questions, only to answer mine. Do as I instructed."
He was patient as her hands moved the last few inches until they were laid flat against her buttocks. "Look over your shoulder into the mirror at your bottom." Her face flushed scarlet but her head turned, her gasp quite audible as the condition of her bottom became all too clear.
"Tell me, how does your bottom feel?"
"Hot and… and swollen."
"Good girl. Tell me, what color is your hot and swollen bottom?"
Alexandria's reply was quiet, her words unexpected. "The color of merlot."
Max realized that she was exactly right, and was impressed at her descriptive choice of words. "That's correct. Now, make the apology you've been taught."
Alexandria turned her head back, confusion in her eyes but she obeyed. "I'm sorry I was a naughty little girl. Thank you for paddling my… my bottom."
"Don't you believe a more accurate apology should be given? One that thanks me for the condition of your bottom as well?" Max saw understanding bloom in her eyes, quickly followed by a flash of defiance. "Understand that merlot is not yet the deepest color your bottom can achieve."
Her eyes lowered but when his hand cupped her chin and lifted it, she met his eyes. "I'll not wait long. Your naughtiness has already twice interrupted your exam and inconvenienced Doctor Gibbons."
"Thank you for… paddling my bottom until it… it is hot and swollen." Her breath hitched but she continued before he had to warn her again. "Thank you for turning my bottom… the color of merlot."
"Very good. You will also always kiss any implement I have used on that precious bottom." When he pressed the paddle to her lips, she obediently kissed it. "You will usually spend time in your corner after you've been punished but I will make an exception today."
"You are forgiven, Lexie," he went on, bending forward and giving her what he intended to be a gentle kiss. When she moaned and moved her hands from her bottom to grip his arms, her lips pressing hard against his, he put a hand behind her head, holding her to him, his mouth pressing back, the tip of his tongue tracing the seam of her lips.
His cock was already swollen, and had been since he'd seen her silhouette behind the partition as piece after piece of her clothing was removed. When she'd stepped out, her small form dressed in only a chemise and drawers, he'd had to bite back a groan. The sight of her bare breasts and her pink puckered nipples had him gritting his teeth. The parting of her drawers, the glass of the thermometer sticking from her pucker, the beautiful soft curls of her sex had all forced him to discreetly adjust himself in his trousers. And now, this kiss had him fearing he would spill himself inside his trousers… and yet he didn't break it until he heard the loud clearing of a throat.
"Excuse me, Lord Hollister, but I fear it is now you who are interrupting the examination." A soft giggle followed that announcement and caused Max to grin a bit sheepishly at Alexandria who was beautifully flushed, her eyes no longer filled with tears but soft, and filled with a look that had him taking a deep breath.
Easily lifting her again, he handed the paddle to Juliette, who tucked it into her apron pocket as if to say it would be readily available if needed again.
"Show me you meant your promise, Lexie," he said softly, setting her onto the table before stepping back.
He listened as Alexandria apologized to the doctor and watched as she slowly moved to lie down, her grimace showing her discomfort as she rolled over. Her hands moved slowly but they did move, her fingers fluttering a moment before dropping to her very red backside to pull the hot globes apart. Max was about to remind her to complete her promise when she spoke softly.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Gibbons. Please finish my exam."
"Lexie," Max said in warning.
"Please... please examine my puc-pucker."
"Keep your cheeks well open, Alexandria," the doctor ordered.
"Do you need some additional lubricant, Dr. Gibbons?" Juliette asked, as she picked up the small pot she'd opened earlier to coat the thermometer.
"No, this little one has no need of lubricant." He slid his finger through Alexandria's sex. "You are a lucky man, Lord Hollister, your girl produces an abundance of her own sweet cream."
Alexandria's eyes flew open and she squealed as the doctor's slick finger ran down the divide of her bottom to her most private hole.
Max watched as her cream was smeared around the puckered rim, the repeated trips between her quim and her anus causing her to squirm. "Be still, Lexie," he said. "The doctor is simply coating your pucker. You need to relax and push down when he slips his finger into you."
"What? W-why? Oh... oh, please!"
"Shh, it's part of your exam." Max waited until the doctor had once again coated his finger and had it pressed against her opening. "It's necessary to make sure your back passage is healthy." When she shook her head and tried to wiggle her bottom away from the finger, Max spoke more firmly. "Unless you'd like to leave this room with a reminder well up your arse, I suggest you remember your promise to submit, Alexandria."
Her body instantly stilled. "Reminder? I-I don't understand."
"There is no need for you to understand. The only thing you need to do is obey me."
She gave a soft cry. "Yes, Papa."
"Then push down. Dr. Gibbons's finger is not that much larger than your thermometer, and you know how easily you accepted that into your pucker. Pushing back will make this insertion just as easy." Her eyes closed again but she attempted to obey. As the finger began its journey, the girl's mews and gasps of discomfort were ignored. Max knew that, though it was uncomfortable, the exam was not harming her. Her hand tightened around his as her sphincter fought the larger invasion, and her sharp cry announced when the barrier was breached.
"You're almost done, Lexie," Max said, his hand stroking down her arm. "Just a little bit more."
The doctor pressed forward until his finger was fully buried. He probed a bit before withdrawing, this time accepting a little additional lubricant and then pushing two fingers slowly inside her.
Her gasp was audible and followed by soft mews, but her body was responding—not in pain but by her nipples poking against her chemise, her hips pressing against the invaders in her bottom as her submission was given.
When the exam was over and the fingers removed, the doctor went to wash his hands, while Juliette used a wet cloth to clean the lubricant from Alexandria's bottom. She ran the cloth through her quim, making a soothing sound as her charge jerked slightly.
"You may get dressed now, Alexandria."
Max lifted her from the table and held her on his hip. "The next time the doctor examines you, you will know what to expect and there will be no kicking, will there?" Her face pressed against his chest as she shook her head. "That's my girl. Now, what do you say to the doctor?"
"Thank you, Doctor Gibbons. I'm sorry I kicked you."
"You're welcome, little one. You did very well considering this was your first exam. A great deal of my patients behave worse."
Max loved her blush and brushed her pink cheek with his lips before setting her onto her feet. He gave her bottom a pat before nodding to her nanny. Juliette helped her dress. She could hear the discussion between the men but couldn't make out what they were saying.
"I'll see to all of that," Max assured him. "Now, Thomas, tell me what I can't tell just by looking at her."
Thomas grinned and turned to look towards the shadow moving behind the gauze. "You have found not only a beautiful woman, Max, but I also believe you've found one capable of great passion. She put on a brave front but she was nervous and a bit frightened, I'm sure. Despite that, she was wet before I ever touched her quim. You saw her jerk and heard her gasp when I touched her clit?" Max nodded, swallowing hard against an urge to slug the man for doing what he himself had requested he do.
"Easy, Max," Thomas chuckled. "I did no more than test her response, and that was to find her clit swelling and pulsing from the moment you began to speak. Taking her hands and holding them pinned above her head had her cunny creaming. But Max, what's important to know is that after you paddled her, she was completely soaked. By the time she so sweetly asked me to examine her pucker, her quim was dripping." He chuckled. "You might have to find some creative ways to punish her, Max. If she reacts that fully to a spanking without even knowing what awaits when you allow her to spend, she might be naughty all the time."
Max didn't chuckle but he did smile as he looked again at the partition. "I'm quite positive I am intelligent enough to keep her on her best behavior. She'll learn that, while she can be as naughty as she wishes and earn the spanking she might be craving, the only one guaranteed any pleasure will be her Papa."
Thomas nodded and continued his summary. "As I said before, her mouth is healthy. Her throat is clear but it didn't take but a small nudge to trigger her gag reflex. Concentrated effort on her part will be required for her to learn to control it, but I feel she will with practice. Max, I know how it feels to be buried balls-deep in a woman's throat. Nothing on earth can compare to having a woman on her knees, her eyes looking up at you with her lips sealed around your cock."
He paused and Max wondered if the man was even now visualizing the scene. As for himself, he feared that if he visualized much more, he'd embarrass himself. "Thomas, you're killing me here. God man, it is hard enough keeping my hands off her, and that scenario has my balls about to burst."
"Good."
"Good? Have you lost your fucking mind?" Max stared at him incredulously.
"Not yet," Thomas said, his eyes as intense as his friend's. "I know your cock is straining in your trousers. I want you to listen to me and realize the seriousness of what I'm saying. Alexandria is going to need you to be able to control that overwhelming instinct to rut—at least in the beginning. You must go slow and be patient. You have to prove that she can trust you not to harm her. Do I think you will be able to train her? Yes. Do I think she is the type of woman who will find great satisfaction in every sexual act? Yes." Seeing that he had Max's complete attention, he continued. "The point is, my friend, that heavenly experience of having her swallow your cock could be nothing but hell for her if you push her too far, too fast."
Though he felt a little as though he'd been chastised like an inexperienced lad, Max understood the warning. Thomas' care for his patients went deeper than their physical needs. He was a man who held women in high regard, and that was one of the reasons he tended to Eleanor's students. It was the main reason Max had opted to use him for his Lexie. "Understood, doctor. Please continue."
Thomas did so. "Her clitoris is healthy and frankly, quite prominent for her small size. You'll not have any difficulty finding her pearl and I'm betting she will easily spend; in fact, she is quite likely to be multi-orgasmic. As I stated, she is a virgin, but she is also very tight. I'm sure she'll be able to handle your cock as cunts are truly quite expansive. However, I caution you to go slowly until she learns to relax. Stretching exercises will help with that. As for her bottom-hole, she is even tighter there. One finger was difficult, I really had to force two, and never seated those fully. Dilators, plugs and enema nozzles will help her learn to accept things into her rear, but before you fuck her arse, you need to take the time to stretch her. There's no reason to cause her to tear."
"But you see no reason why she won't be able to take my cock up her bottom?"
"No, with time and patience, you'll be able to fuck her mouth, quim or arse. Just give her some time to learn. I'd suggest you spill yourself in her mouth or quim if you have an urgent need. Claiming her bottom will take time, and you ought not to feel an urgent need at the time."
Max nodded, his cock demanding he start her training instantly. Ignoring that part of his anatomy, he shook his friend's hand. "Thanks, Thomas. You were great with her. Despite her behavior, I think she did very well. That was due to your gentleness and taking the time to explain what your instruments were and why you were using them. I appreciate it, and I got your message loud and clear. This is the one woman who I feel already owns me; heart and soul. I have no desire to harm her."
"It's my pleasure, Max. These women are special. They lead a life that demands quite a bit, your Lexie needs to feel the great tenderness and passion she deserves as well. I'll be checking on her regularly. If you need me, just send for me." He grinned and ended the consultation on a final note. "I'd not worry about disciplining your girl. She's got a very healthy arse. Despite her size and slenderness, her backside is well padded, and will become even more so with proper meals. I've no warnings about implements—she'll be able to handle whatever her behavior earns. In the meantime, congratulations on your engagement."
"Marriage," Max corrected, not surprised to see his friend's questioning look. After all, the doctor had confirmed that Lexie's hymen had not been breached. "I will not consummate our marriage until Lexie begs me to. Only then will I know for sure that this is the life she desires."
"Do you have reason to believe she might have preferred someone else?"
Max almost growled, "No!" Then, at Thomas's look, and the lifting of his hands as if to say he hadn't meant offense, Max calmed enough to be civil. "No, and I might be the most idiotic man you know, but as much as I want her, as much as I know she is mine, I won't be satisfied until she knows it as well."
"Not as idiotic as you might believe," Thomas said softly. "Honorable is more the word I'd use. However, if you are having difficulties now—"
Chuckling, Max interrupted. "Not that honorable. I'll find my pleasure in teaching her, and I'll show her what pleasures she can expect. There are two other avenues available, after all."
Thomas chuckled as well. "Yes, but remember, doctor's orders are for both those avenues to receive at least a week's training before you push your cock down her throat or up her arse. Even with her dummy, it will take quite some time before she can easily accommodate you. Use the anal dilators, gradually move her up."
"I'm not the student here. I don't need lessons, Thomas," Max said with a grin.
Thomas slapped him on the back. "Forgive me. You have a beautiful woman who seems quite ready to submit to your training. God knows why some of his creations choose this life, but I thank him daily that they do. In fact, I left my own little one far too many hours ago. All this talk of training reminds me she hasn't had a proper lesson in quite some time." He smiled and left the room.
Max could almost picture Eloise, Thomas's wife of over a decade. The dark-haired beauty might not be expecting her Papa to come home with a lesson in mind, but Max was sure it would be one eagerly learned. He was also very grateful for such special women, and felt blessed he had found his own. When Alexandria appeared again, dressed in her uniform, spots of color on her cheeks, he smiled and bent to kiss her cheek. "It's time for your luncheon and your nap."
"You can't stay just a bit longer? I'm sorry I..."
"Lexie, you've been punished, and with that comes complete forgiveness. You
do not need to apologize again. I'd love to stay, but I can't. You need to settle into your new school. Now, no more fussing. I will see you tomorrow. Until then, Nanny Jenkins will take good care of you, including giving your mouth a good sudsing." Her mouth opened as if to protest but she wisely closed it without speaking. "You'll discover another lesson for cursing given by your Papa at a later time." He saw the journal in her hand again and tapped its burgundy cover.
"Don't forget to add your punishments to your book. As Miss Summers said, let your entries help you think about your choices."
"Yes, Papa, I'll be good."
Juliette and Alexandria walked with him through the house to the front door.
Max bent to give her a final kiss and a hug. "I know you'll try, little tigress." He loved the smile that lit her face and the twinkle in her eye. As the door closed behind him, he wondered how many pages would be filled by the time he saw her again.
Chapter Ten
Alexandria would never have believed it, but by the time she was tucked into her bed that evening, she was not only exhausted, she was also grateful for just the opportunity to lie quietly alone. The moment the door closed behind Juliette, she rolled onto her side, a hand moving to rub against her bottom. Though she had yet to begin any of her classes, she was already learning the answers to some of her questions. What she had yet to definitively answer was how many spankings one small bottom could be expected to take!
Luncheon had been eye-opening. Entering the dining room, she had seen several young women dressed as she. Each had been standing behind a chair, their hands folded neatly in front of them. Though they were speaking softly to each other, all conversation ceased a moment after she had entered. Feeling quite like a bug being examined under a microscope, it was only when she heard Miss Summers speaking behind her that Alexandria realized the girls' attention was not focused on her.