by Marlee Wray
“I swear,” he said. “You want the vibrator back?”
“No. I don’t know. Maybe.”
“You do,” he said, working it under her, finding the right spot.
“Eric, please be careful.”
“If it doesn’t feel good, tell me to stop and I will.”
She pressed her hips backward, taking another few centimeters of him.
“Mmm,” she purred.
He loved the sound of that. “More?”
“Mmm hmm. A little.”
He added more lube and slid deeper.
She sucked in a breath. “So intense. Almost too much.”
It took several more moments of gentle movements and the buzzing vibrator for her to start to raise her hips. He gradually increased the pace of his thrusts, his balls aching.
“More. Please,” she rasped.
He took her then, not roughly, but long and deep, until she came with him seated deep. He moved his hips back and forth in sharp pulses as he came with her orgasm milking him.
He pulled the vibrator out and discarded the condom, then unshackled her.
He covered her with a blanket and kissed the side of her face.
“My gorgeous brave girl,” he whispered, stroking her hair. “I wanted you so much and for so long. Thank you for letting me have you.”
He rose and started toward the kitchen, but stopped when he heard her sniffle. He looked over his shoulder and saw that she’d turned her head away. He waited, then saw her back shake.
Crying.
He returned to the bed, crawled under the covers, and pulled her to him.
“Don’t cry. I’ll never take you that way again.”
“Yes, you will,” she murmured, sounding forlorn.
Eric didn’t get it. Colin had said she liked anal sex and just now she’d seemed totally into it, but something had her traumatized.
“No, Lace, I won’t. Not if you don’t want me to.”
“But I will want it. I’ll want everything you do.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I’m upset because I don’t want to go home unless you come with me. I tried, but I can’t stay away from you. I can’t hold anything back from you either anymore. And I like things with you more than I ever did back then,” she said, then started to cry harder.
He held her tight. “It doesn’t mean you didn’t love him, Lace. You loved him so fiercely and let him have you so completely… everyone envied him. You know what he called you? A dream come true.”
“He gave me everything,” she said, between crying breaths. “He even gave me you, I think.” Her voice broke. “I wanted to at least love him more, but I’m scared that, in the end, I won’t.” She rubbed at her eyes, trying to get a hold of her emotions. “I tried so hard not to fall in love with you,” she whispered. “I just couldn’t stop myself.”
“I know exactly how that feels.”
Epilogue
Laci sat in the clinic waiting area, glancing at her phone, surprised that she had been kept waiting for thirty minutes. Usually Dr. Glaser booked plenty of time per patient and didn’t get off schedule.
The nurse stepped into the doorway and waved her back.
“Hello, Laci. How are we feeling today?”
“Pretty well. Listen, I just came in because—”
“Vital signs first,” she said brightly, handing Laci a gown. “Everything off. It’s been awhile, but you must remember how things are done here.”
“But—”
The nurse walked back out without waiting to hear what Laci was trying to say.
“For heaven’s sake,” Laci said, stripping out of her clothes and putting the gown on. A moment later the door opened and the nurse, who wasn’t alone, said, “Here we are.”
“Eric,” Laci exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”
“Got a call you’d booked an appointment.”
Laci glared at the nurse. “This is ridiculous.”
“All husbands are informed of their wives’ appointments unless they expressly state that no call is necessary. Up on the table,” the nurse said.
Laci stood her ground.
“Mr. Renard?” the nurse asked.
“I suggest you get up there, Lace, unless you want me to punish you in front of the nurse.”
She gave him a mutinous look, but stepped up and sat on the cold paper covering the table.
“That’s a good girl,” the nurse said, taking Laci’s blood pressure. “These pretty young girls all get a little spoiled, don’t they? And when they’re sick, it’s the worst. The tantrums I’ve seen. I’m so glad you were able to drive back for her appointment.”
Laci rolled her eyes. Couldn’t she tell by the way that Laci had been dressed that Eric wasn’t into ageplay the way Colin had been?
“Now onto your side facing the wall. Time to check your temperature.”
“I don’t need my temperature checked.”
“Rebellious today, aren’t we?”
“Lace,” Eric said, pointing a finger.
“Eric, I don’t need to have my temperature taken that way.”
Eric folded his arms across his chest, giving her a hard look, completely playing along with the nurse. She could have killed him.
“This is ridiculous,” Laci repeated, rolling onto her side.
A cool gloved hand raised one cheek. The other smeared a little Vaseline on the ring and inserted the thermometer.
“Maybe not used to very much stimulation here?” the nurse asked innocently.
Oh, my God!
“You’d think so by the way she’s acting, but actually she never goes more than a few days without something in her there.”
“It’s a good practice to keep her stretched back here. That’s what Dr. Glaser advises all the husbands.”
Laci’s cheeks were flaming. She wasn’t sure why. This was how the Hills’ clinic had always been run, but it was more embarrassing with Eric as a witness.
“Here we are,” the nurse said, removing the thermometer. “Ninety-seven point seven. Very good. Now, to the exam room.”
“I don’t need an exam,” Laci said.
“If you want your results, you’ll behave like a good little girl,” the nurse said, leading them out.
“Just a sec,” Laci told the nurse with all the sweetness she could muster. Laci grabbed Eric’s arm and held him back. “You can just talk to Dr. Glaser. I took a test. He’ll give you the results without examining me if you ask him to.”
“That doesn’t seem very thorough. I drove all the way back from the city for the appointment.”
“You don’t care about this kind of play!” she hissed.
“Today I do,” he countered. “And you booked the appointment, Lace, so play along. Last warning. I bet Drew Glaser and his nurse would love to see the pretty young patient get her ass spanked before her exam.”
“I had to book an appointment—”
“Really, Laci. You’re going to throw off our whole schedule,” the nurse complained.
Laci took a breath and blew it out. “Can’t have that,” she muttered sarcastically, striding forward with as much dignity as she could in the open-backed gown with her bare butt peeking out.
“Gown, please,” the nurse said once they were in the exam room.
Eric’s brows rose.
“Oh, yes,” Laci said, sliding the gown off and handing it to the nurse. She mounted the specialized table and laid back, completely naked and about to be utterly vulnerable. She knew that was the point. The entire process kept patients feeling very humble indeed.
The nurse strapped her arms to the padded wings above her head. A strap was secured over her upper abdomen, and finally her legs were secured in the stirrups. No way to move. No way to escape.
A metal stand was rolled to the foot of the exam table next to the doctor’s rolling stool. The nurse arranged various things on the sterile towel.
Eric leaned over her, running a finger along Laci�
��s tethered arm and down to her bare breast. “I love this place,” he whispered.
Laci closed her eyes and held her tongue.
The door opened, and Dr. Glaser entered. “Eric, hi,” he said, shaking Eric’s hand. “And our beautiful Laci. Let’s have a look.”
Dr. Glaser always did a complete exam. Laci suspected it was to drag things out. He looked in her ears and throat, made her swallow a sip of water from a plastic cup that nearly always dripped some errant drops that, as a restrained patient, she was completely powerless to wipe away. He felt the nodes and glands in her neck and armpits. The gloves came off for the breast exam.
“She’s got beautifully shaped breasts,” Glaser said, kneading them. “Tenderness?”
“A little.”
He flicked the nipples till they tightened to hard points. “Feel free to participate, Eric. Hills policy. If you want to examine your wife more thoroughly than can be accomplished at home, you can book the clinic time any day of the week. It’s especially satisfying when they’re pregnant. So much change during those months. Satisfying too for a husband to know he’s forced his wife’s body to adjust to carry his child. Breeding parties were very popular last winter. Laci’s so petite. It’ll be a dramatic change to swell these tits with milk and to ripen this belly.”
Eric’s hand cupped her breast as he watched Dr. Glaser press down on her lower abdomen. She could see Eric’s erection straining against his trousers.
“Any pain, sweetheart?” Dr. Glaser asked her.
“No.”
“Good.”
Eric walked down to the end of the exam table, his warm hand sliding over Laci’s abdomen and down to her mons, then lower.
“Perfect, yes, spread her open for me. Really a lovely pink, isn’t she?”
The speculum slid in and clicked open several notches. Laci sucked in a breath at the intrusion and stretching. Eric’s thumb swirled lazily over her clit, and both men looked directly into the heart of her sex.
“Good color on the cervix. Exactly what we want to see. And wonderful vaginal lubrication, as always. Yours is a girl who was born to have a lot of sex. That won’t change during pregnancy. Don’t neglect her.”
Laci’s legs had started to shake in the restraints from the cold room, tense muscles, humiliation, and stimulation.
The speculum slid out with a small pinch, and Dr. Glaser slid two fingers inside her. He assessed her organs, then added a third finger, slowing easing them in and out. “Clinic visits can be stressful. I think most women need a release of that tension, but it’s the husband’s choice, of course, whether to do that here or at home.”
Dr. Glaser snapped on a fresh pair of gloves and lubed her rosette. “Red here. Anal sex this morning?”
“No, she was in trouble so I figged her for a spanking.”
“Ginger stings quite a bit. First time?”
“Yes.”
“How’d she do?”
“Not well,” Eric said with a wicked smile. “It was a good punishment.”
Dr. Glaser chuckled and inserted a pair of fingers into her ass.
Laci squirmed.
“That’s sore,” Glaser said, amused, continuing to ease his fingers in and out.
Laci closed her eyes and panted, feeling an overwhelming urge to be taken.
“She’s ripe, restrained, and ready. You should really see to her,” Dr. Glaser said, moving aside. He removed his gloves, but didn’t leave the room as he always had when she was with Colin. Instead, he slid a ball gag into her mouth and cupped her breast.
“No woman is more beautiful than when she’s being punished and fucked.”
Eric was in the grips of the clinic’s spell. She whimpered as he eased into her ass.
Dr. Glaser smiled. “That’s really uncomfortable this afternoon, isn’t it, sweetheart? I bet you’re sorry you were a bad girl today. That’s all right. Let him use you, feel that raw ring stretch around a hard cock. It’ll do you good.”
She wanted to protest, but couldn’t think straight and was gagged anyway. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensations. Eric was banging against her punished globes aggressively, which somehow added to the arousal she felt.
“Mmm, nice. Not afraid to take her hard. Already established who the boss is and what a pretty little wife’s body is for. That’s the best way.” Glaser bent his head and sucked on each of her breasts.
Laci started to come and couldn’t stop. Eric groaned and thrust deeper. She screamed behind the gag, too overwhelmed by it all.
Dr. Glaser stood with an amused smile and watched Eric finish drilling her ass. She moaned, feeling awash in the emotions.
When Eric finally finished and pulled out, Dr. Glaser nodded approvingly. Then he tossed him a wet washcloth.
“For you,” he said, then he walked over with another warm wet cloth and wiped Laci down between her shaking legs.
Dr. Glaser tossed the washcloth in a receptacle and washed his hands. Eric followed suit.
“There’s only one place in the Hills to get a pregnancy test,” Dr. Glaser said. “That’s by design, of course. If Laci had known she’d have to have a full exam and that you’d be called, I’m not sure she would’ve come for the test today. Might have waited until she could get to the city to buy a test from any pharmacy. But it’s better, we on the council think, for the husband and wife to get confirmation together. Congratulations, Eric. She’s pregnant.”
“Thank you,” Eric said.
“If you’d like some more time here, don’t rush. We have another exam room ready for the next patient,” Dr. Glaser said as he left.
Then Eric stood over her, removing the gag and undoing the straps. He pulled her up and wrapped his arms around her.
“Why didn’t you say?”
“I wasn’t sure. I was late, but I’ve been late before without being pregnant. I haven’t been nauseous or anything. I just wanted to take the test to be sure. I would’ve told you tonight.”
“Sure, but this was much better.”
“Are you kidding? I had to go through all that just for them dip a test strip into a cup of my pee.”
Eric smiled. “Yeah, but this whole setup was sexy as hell. I see now why it’s a popular place.”
“Eric, no,” she said, seeing the contemplative look on his face. “I’ll already have a bunch of real exams to go to.”
There was a brisk knock on the door, and it opened. The nurse set Laci’s clothes on the chair. “Congratulations, Mr. Renard. We’re delighted for you.”
“Thank you,” he said.
The nurse disappeared.
“They only congratulate you! It’s so infuriating!”
“It’s a dom’s world,” he said with a wink and kissed her. Eric grabbed her clothes and set them next to her. “Get dressed, Lace,” he said before slipping out the door.
She pulled on her yoga pants and T shirt, muttering to herself. She and Eric were more of a partnership. Sure, he spanked her because they both liked it, but they didn’t really roleplay or do a total power exchange. Still, she had come really hard on that exam table. She pulled on her socks and sneakers, not sure what she wanted.
Eric reappeared a few minutes later.
“So, when’s my next appointment?” she asked as she tied her shoes.
“Two weeks.”
“You’re a monster,” she said.
“I know. And soon to be the dad of a baby monster.” He bent down and kissed her mouth and then kissed her belly through the T shirt. “Are you happy, Laci?”
She nodded, unable to keep from smiling. “I never had a family. I’m so, so excited. You’re happy too, right?”
“Very,” he said. His hand slid over her belly. “To think about my baby growing inside you…” He shook his head. “Colin said it best, Lace. You’re a dream come true.”
The End
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