When The Gavel Falls (Masters of the Castle)

by Tabitha Black

  Her whimpers of desperation were soft but so sweet as the finger moved faster, stroking all around the bundle of nerves until Rosa knew she was going to explode.

  "There, do you see?" Nancy said, her voice helping Rosa to back down from the edge. "Her nubbin is actually quite impressive in its size. You'll notice how nice and plump it is, how it is pulsing? Well, this is the perfect time to slip a ring over it—which, depending on how tight it is, will allow it to grow a bit larger before slowing the blood flow, effectively keeping her from climaxing." Continuing to stroke, Nancy addressed Rosa. "Rosie, a climax is an adult term for when your body convulses after stimulation. It might be scary for a little girl, but I assure you it is totally natural. You'll feel a little 'pop' and it feels rather pleasant, sweetie."

  Rosa's eyes opened only to give her an incredulous look at the utterly unnecessary explanation of what an orgasm felt like. Nancy ignored her as she turned her attention back to Grant. "As I was saying, a clitoral clamp will be just as effective as a ring. If you attach three clamps—two on her nipples and one on her nubbin—I can assure you, she will be one very desperate little girl during Big girl time."

  "We do see," Grant said, his cock lengthening in his pants. "I can certainly understand how effective that can be. Thank you very much for the demonstration."

  Nancy gave him a questioning look, her finger once more slowly running a circle around Rosa's distended clitoris. Grant understood she was asking whether further stimulation was something he desired. He looked at Rosie's face, which was flushed, her head turning from side to side, her lips moving. He grinned when he realized she was reciting the endless stream that defined Pi.

  "Perhaps it would give our girl a better understanding of the term if you could demonstrate what a climax is. We certainly don't want her to have any questions, and I can see that Rosie is a bit confused." Grant said, smiling as he kept his attention on Rosie's face, which was turning redder by the moment. As Nancy began to increase her movements, sliding her slick fingers over Rosa's clit and then taking it between two fingers and giving it a sharp pinch, Grant watched as his Little arched, and then screamed the number 'three' loudly, before her hips jerked and her eyes flew open.

  Rosa found herself staring directly into Grant's green eyes, the smile on his lips showing his pleasure in manipulating the scene. Her body continued to contract, and she felt her juices flowing as Nancy gave her clitoris a pat before stepping away. Rosa closed her eyes again but not before seeing Grant's lips form the word 'beautiful'.

  "Honey, it's fine. I believe you just experienced your little 'pop'. Was it as nice as Nurse Nancy said it would be?" Valerie asked, thinking it was adorable to see Rosie's face so pink and her little chest heaving with her release. She might be embarrassed, but her soft smile, as she reluctantly nodded, told of her contentment as well.

  When Nancy took a cloth and began gently cleaning Rosa's pussy, Valerie couldn't resist. "Sweetie, when your body is feeling really good and you are preparing to pop, you get very wet between your legs. That is why your little panties get wet and uncomfy." The look Rosie gave her at the unnecessary explanation—as well as the reminder of her pink panties' removal the day before—almost made Valerie laugh.

  Nancy gave her a final pat and then pulled her panties up to cover her again. "Okay, Rosie, turn onto your tummy now," the nurse instructed. "I just need to take your temperature and then I think you'll be good to go."

  Not believing what she had just heard, not comprehending that her exam was not ending with her forced, but wonderful climax, Rosa opened her eyes again. "But, I don't—" she began, and then shook her head. "No, oh, please. I don't… I—"

  "Rosie, do as the nice nurse instructed. I am not debating issues with a little girl."

  "Daddy, I-I can… she can put the thermometer in my mouth… please…"

  "Now, young lady," Grant said sternly.

  Rosa moaned and rolled over, burying her face in her hands. God, how many times had she stood watching as one of her charges did the same thing, embarrassment engulfing them when they realized that all temperatures in the Nursery were taken the old-fashioned way—a thick thermometer pressed into a place that no Little girl wanted seen, much less invaded. She felt someone's fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties yet again. Damn, if she was going to have them pulled off, why in the hell had Nancy just pulled them back up?

  "Lift up, Rosie," Valerie instructed, and when Rosa reluctantly obeyed, she pulled the seat of her undies down to rest under Rosie's round cheeks.

  "Oh my, it looks like this poor little bottom has gotten a recent spanking," Nancy tsked. "Perhaps a tender bottom is more the cause of your Little's pain than the lack of caffeine. Could you please spread her cheeks for me? I need a clear view of her sweet little rosebud in order to seat the thermometer."

  Rosa wished she had taken the chance to run when she could. Though she hadn't died as she was sure she would when she'd climaxed in front of Nancy, she was sure she was going to die as her buttocks were spread by her Daddy and a cold glob of gel dropped onto her anus. Even if she didn't actually perish, she knew she'd never be able to look any of them in the eyes again when she felt a finger begin to smear the gel around and then begin pushing inside her bottom.

  "Relax, Rosie, just relax so I can make sure your sweet little pucker is ready for the thermometer." When Rosie didn't obey—in fact, attempted to clench even tighter—she gave a sharp wail when a hand connected hard with her right buttock.

  "Rosie, I've told you once to obey the nurse. If I have to tell you again, she'll witness you getting another spanking, and I promise she will still take your temperature. Now, relax and push back so that your bottom-hole opens. You are making this far more difficult than it has to be." Grant's words, as well as his hand lying against the cheek he'd just swatted, had her obeying.

  A soft whimper drifted into the air as the nurse successfully pressed her finger slowly into Rosie's bottom. As it began to move in and out, spreading some lubricant into her, she moaned, her legs shifting apart without her knowledge.

  Grant and Valerie both noticed, giving each other a look that spoke volumes.

  The nurse smiled as she removed her finger and replaced it with the bulb of the thermometer. "Okay, sweetie, you are doing so well. Just relax. I'm going to slide the thermometer into your little bottom now. I know it won't be as pleasant as having your nubbin rubbed, but I promise it isn't painful. Are you ready, Rosie?"

  Just a slight pressure of Grant's hand had her answering. "Ye-yes, ma'am."

  "Good girl. Okay, deep breath, here we go."

  Rosa felt something slide into her bottom for the first time in her life. Expecting to feel pain despite Nancy's reassurance, she felt something altogether different. The finger had been foreign and warm, this was cold, and yet she would be lying if she said that it hurt. As it slid further, she whimpered, but only because she was highly embarrassed; knowing that all three of the 'adults' in the room were looking at the thermometer, peering at her exposed anus as the tube was slid inside.

  "That's our good girl," Grant said, giving her bottom a gentle pat. "Just stay still, sweetie. Only a few minutes and then you'll be all done." He saw Rosa give a small nod. Turning to the nurse he asked his next question. "Do you have any reason to believe that our girl's bottom-hole should be off-limits?"

  Playing along, the nurse gave the tube a twist, eliciting a gasp from Rosie. "Can you be a bit more specific, Sir? I mean there are so many ways a girl's bottom can be used. Are you speaking of enemas?"

  Everyone heard Rosa's whimper and saw the tightening of her bottom.

  "Relax, Rosie, you're just fine. Now, where was I? Oh yes, enemas. Is that something you might be considering?"

  Rosa held her breath, waiting for Grant's answer. Surely he would remember she had listed water sports as a hard limit. Remembering his explanation of what that really included, she prayed to God that anything having to do with bodily functions would be considered
as a no.

  Well aware of what Rosie was thinking, Grant shook his head. "No, at least not at this time. I was thinking more along the lines of anal plugs." He grinned as Rosa visibly relaxed, and knew his next words were most likely to see her cute little bottom clenching again. "And, of course, my cock." As expected, Rosa's bottom clenched, and yet she didn't whimper. The sound that came from her was a soft moan—unexpected and yet delightful.

  "I'm sure either would be fine. Rosie appears to be a very healthy little girl. I'll give her another quick look after her temperature."

  "I'd appreciate that, nurse," Grant said. "It is our responsibility to make sure our precious Rosie is healthy for all sorts of play."

  Rosa couldn't imagine anything just discussed could be considered as play; and yet… her pussy evidently wasn't on the same wavelength. Instead of worrying about them looking at her bottom, she began praying they wouldn't look between her thighs. Surely it was very naughty for a girl to be dripping so soon after being allowed to orgasm. She was barely aware of the thermometer being slid from her bottom, not gasping until it was popped out, and she felt a sense of being empty where she had been filled only a moment before.

  "No fever. Now, let's just give her a quick exam. Sir, if you don't mind, perhaps you'd like to check for yourself?"

  "That's a good idea. May I use some of that lubricant?"

  Rosa couldn't believe what she was hearing. Does he really intend to touch me there? Here? Now? Oh, God, this is it. They'll be calling the coroner next, the cause of death: embarrassment from anal penetration! Feeling another smear of the gel, and then a much thicker finger pressing into her, she moaned and squirmed, attempting to wriggle out from under his touch. A strong hand pressed against her lower back and held her in place as the finger continued its journey into her bottom, until it was buried as deeply as possible. Her soft gasps and whimpers continued to sound until they became soft moans as his finger begin to move slowly in and out of her.

  Valerie stroked Rosie's back as Grant continued his exam. A second finger soon joined his first, requiring a bit more effort, and eliciting much deeper moans, until both were well seated. Rosa's hips began to rotate a little, her legs spreading a bit more. Grant grinned and slowly removed his fingers. "I think she will be just fine. Thank you, Nurse."

  "You are certainly welcome." Janice grinned hugely as she continued. "Just so your sweet girl won't be frightened, I should let her know that sometimes, if a Little is discovered as being anal erotic—that means your body is aroused and your little cunny gets wet when your little bottom-hole is penetrated, Rosie—with enough stimulation, she may also 'pop' when her little bottom is being played with."

  Rosie gave up all pretense of ignorance and moaned loudly. She had never considered sex involving her anus, and yet the thought of actually enjoying it enough to climax had her heart racing.

  As Grant moved to the sink to wash his hands, Nancy washed Rosie's bottom free of the lubricant. "Your Mommy can help you dress."

  As Valerie helped her to sit, she said, "What do you say to the nice nurse, Rosie?"

  With a face that was far more red than pink, Rosa quietly thanked the nurse.

  "You're welcome, sweetie. Oh, you might need this," she said, passing a warm washcloth to Valerie. "It's quite common for our Little patients to need a quick wash up before their panties are pulled up."

  "Thank you. I must say, you have thought of everything."

  "We certainly try. I'll just enter her results on her form as you get her dressed. Then we can discuss any further needs."

  Rosa didn't speak as Grant lifted her from the table and patted her bare bottom before she and Valerie went back behind the partition. She didn't complain when her panties were pulled down and the washcloth run between her legs. Her face turned scarlet as Valerie gave her a knowing look, but her heart skipped a beat when Valerie leaned forward and whispered that her own panties were damp. "That was so beautiful. Daddy is going to so enjoy teaching you all about your precious little pucker." Then Val gave her a quick, gentle kiss and helped her back into her clothing.

  As they joined Grant and the nurse, they heard her telling him that if he discovered a need for diapers, he could simply call the Nursery and one of the maids would be glad to deliver some to his room. Rosie buried her face in Valerie's arm as Nancy further educated Grant, telling him that the top drawer of the dresser in their room contained an assortment of lubricants, as well as a wide variety of anal plugs. She added that they were free to choose any items and that the cost would be added to their bill.

  "I can assure you, it will be money well spent. Education is the best gift money can buy," Grant replied, grinning at his girls, seeing Valerie shaking her head slightly at his words.

  Nancy smiled widely. "In case you've yet to explore the Castle fully, there is also a wonderfully equipped store where other items can be purchased. I hear they are having a sale on all sorts of clamps."

  "Thank you, we'll definitely check out the offerings. It is wonderful for the Castle to provide so many choices for its guests."

  Grant's words had Rosa flushing scarlet again, her bottom clenching and her nipples pressing against the constriction of her undershirt. She had absolutely no doubt that Grant would be opening that drawer soon. Having been too shy to actually ever enter the adult toy store, she was torn between embarrassment and curiosity. She also realized that her headache was gone. When Nancy offered her Tylenol, she shook her head.

  "No, thank you, my head doesn't hurt anymore." Though she flushed again when all three smiled down at her, she couldn't help but smile back.

  "You were such a good patient that you've earned a prize," Nancy said, opening a drawer and pulling out a pad. After writing something, she tore off the sheet and handed it to her, smiling as she saw the dubious look in her eyes. "I promise, sweetie, you'll enjoy filling this prescription. You may ask your parents to take you to Maybe's Candies on the first floor. You'll get to pick out whatever you like for a treat. Doesn't that make coming to the clinic a lot more fun?"

  Rosa giggled in relief that she wasn't being given a script for a spanking, and then blushed at the realization that they were all aware her prize had been her surprise climax. Still, she managed to answer, "Yes, Nurse Nancy, thank you."

  The family left, Rosie smiling and now eager to explore the playground with her Mommy and Daddy. When Grant picked her up, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

  "That's what I was hoping to see. A beautiful, happy little girl. Shall we go find out who can swing the highest?"

  Chapter Eleven

  After a quick trip back to Wardrobe to get their coats as it was chilly outside, they discovered that Rosie could swing the highest—but only because her Daddy was pushing her. Valerie laughed as the two pumped their legs, going higher and higher.

  After swinging, she and Rosie took turns going down the slide as Grant caught them at the bottom. Other Littles were running around the yard, the various outerwear worn depicting many different eras, from the puffy coats of the recent past to the woolen coats and scarves of bygone eras. Girls with bonnets, or braids flying, were being chased by boys in baseball caps and soft berets as they played tag and hide and seek.

  Valerie surprised Rosie by engaging several other Littles and their parents in a game of Red Rover. When Rosie failed to break through the linked arms of her Mommy and Daddy, she shrieked with laughter as Grant picked her up, tossed her into the air and caught her.

  It was obvious to all that the Little girl was having the time of her life. After an hour of play, Grant caught Rosie again as she slid down the slide, followed by a laughing Valerie.

  "How about we check out the candy store? You can pick out your treat to have after lunch." Grant's suggestion was accepted, and they went back into the Castle.

  "Daddy? Can we have a picnic lunch?" Rosie asked. "I heard there is a maze too. Wouldn't that be fun?"

  "Don't you think it might be too chilly?" he ask
ed. Seeing the disappointment on her face, he continued, "what do you say, Mommy, shall we chance hypothermia to have a picnic?"

  Valerie nodded, agreeable to anything the three could share together. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had this much fun.

  Seeing Bess, Rosie ran to her. "We're going to have a picnic!"

  Bess was amazed at Rosa's transformation. Instead of a sullen girl, the one practically jumping up and down in front of her was just adorable. "That's wonderful. Would you like me to speak with Cook Connie and have her prepare a basket?"

  "That would be very nice," Valerie said. "We should be ready in about an hour. Does that give you enough time?"

  "That's fine, Ma'am," Bess said. "I'll make sure a nice picnic blanket is ready and you can just stop in the dining area and pick up it with the basket." She was surprised when Rosa opened her arms and flung herself at Bess, giving her a big hug. Realizing that Rosie was whispering, she bent down. Bess stiffened, shaking her head, but as Rosie continued to whisper, she finally sighed and nodded.

  "Thank you, Nanny Bess," Rosa said as she stepped away. "You are such a wonderful Nanny." Bess just shook her head and turned to watch as the family left the Nursery before she made her way to the kitchen to talk to Cook Connie.

  Maybe's Candies was located on the first floor and was full of people. The clientele was not limited to Littles; adults in all manner of dress were milling about, exclaiming over the huge variety of sweets. Everything from jaw breakers to huge suckers were in displayed in bins or artfully arranged in vases or pails. Rosa pulled on Valerie's hand, wanting her to move faster in their search for the perfect treat.

  "Rosie, don't be rude," Valerie chastised softly, when Rosa prepared to squeeze around a couple, the aisle blocked by another Little who was watching as her Daddy filled a bag with jellybeans. At Rosie's exasperated sigh, she smiled; their girl seemed a tad impatient as well—another tidbit to tuck away for the future. "We can always leave if you don't wish to be polite." Her words did the trick, and Rosie relaxed and actually gave the other Little a wave and a call to enjoy her candy when the couple finally moved away. After several minutes of squeezing past throngs of people, Grant made a suggestion.