Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57726 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57726 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
“Sorry,” she whispered. Winnie continued to hide as Razor explored her passage thoroughly. Thank goodness Scythe was there to guide her in following directions. Winnie melted onto the table when Razor withdrew his gloved finger.
“You’ll feel me insert a speculum. Would you like to see it?” Razor asked.
“No!” Winnie answered urgently. That would make this worse.
“Try to relax,” Razor suggested, as he pressed the instrument deep into her vagina. “Good job, Winnie. Now, I’m going to widen this so I can peek inside.”
Winnie tried to scoot up the table as the device inside her spread. Scythe said a warning, “Chipmunk,” and she halted. With a final click, the medical instrument held her open. The doctor adjusted the light slightly, and the heat warmed a new spot on her inner thighs.
Winnie hoped she wasn’t wet. He kept messing with her. It was hard not to think of her handsome Daddy watching and seeing her most intimate spaces in the spotlight. What he was thinking? Winnie peeked out from under her blankie to see.
“Hi, Chipmunk. Is something wrong?”
He wasn’t staring at the display. Scythe focused on her. He squeezed her hand, and she remembered to answer his question.
“I’m okay, Daddy. Is it almost over?” she asked.
“Almost, Winnie. Everything is healthy here. I’m going to take a few cells from your cervix to run some tests. A gentle poke, Winnie.”
Winnie recoiled automatically as Razor used a long swab to brush against her deep inside. But Scythe restrained her firmly in place. She kept her gaze on him. Her Daddy made everything better.
“Okay. I’m going to step out for a minute to deal with this sample. Scythe, I’m going to let you play doctor for a moment. First, wrap that wide strap across Winnie’s ribcage. She’s wiggly today and having trouble staying still.”
“Sorry!” Winnie whispered.
“It’s perfectly understandable, Winnie. Your Daddy was glad to help, but he’ll be busy for this next part,” Razor explained.
He met Scythe’s gaze. “Grab some gloves and insert that suppository in Winnie’s vagina. You’ll have to hold it in place until it starts to dissolve and then rub the mixture around a bit. Be sure to add some around her inner lips where I showed you the marks. This will heal those stretched areas.”
As Scythe moved between her legs, Razor walked to Winnie’s side. He held two swabs in one gloved hand. Razor had already removed the other glove.
“Winnie, this medicine warms as it heals. You may find it arousing. It’s perfectly normal if you orgasm while your Daddy touches you. That’s why I’m turning this treatment over to him. Stay in this position. I’ll return shortly to finish your exam by checking your rectum.”
He nodded at Scythe before walking out the door.
Winnie stared at Scythe. He picked up a glove and started fitting his fingers into the right spots. “We could just say you gave me the medicine.”
“Razor knows what he’s doing, Chipmunk. We will always follow his instructions.”
Scythe picked up the suppository and studied it. Winnie could see that it was thicker than his finger and about an inch long. He pressed the rounded tip to her opening and gently pushed it deep. Holding his finger inside, Scythe brushed his thumb over her clit. “This isn’t too bad, is it?”
Winnie shook her head. It seemed normal until…. “Daddy, it’s getting hot. Take it out.”
“It’s medicine, Chipmunk. It needs to stay inside you. It’s melting now. Let me rub it around. That will help,” Scythe told her.
Shaking her head as his fingers spread the warm mixture, Winnie struggled to stomp down the pleasure building from the heat and his treatment. She bit her lip as he carefully applied the medicine along the areas Razor had shown him and plopped a glop on her clit before rubbing his fingers around to coat the walls. Sensations whirled over and inside her.
A moan tumbled from her lips as he brushed over her clit with his thumb. “Daddy! I’m going to explode.”
“That’s a good thing, Little girl. Come.” He pinched her clit, and everything building inside Winnie exploded.
She clapped a hand over her mouth as she shrieked with pleasure. The orgasm seemed to go on and on forever. The heat continued, keeping Winnie on edge.
“Good girl,” Scythe praised her. “You are so responsive.”
The door opened, and Razor entered. Winnie covered her face, trying to hide. Razor said nothing, but Winnie heard him snap on gloves once again. Scythe patted her inner thigh and moved.
“Last place to check, Winnie. Take a deep breath,” he instructed as he placed something at the entrance to her rectum. “Blow that breath out.”
Winnie puckered her lips and exhaled. If only the heat would dissipate. She struggled to control her response. Razor’s finger slid through her tight ring of muscles and into her bottom in a steady thrust. Still on edge, she climaxed strongly around the inserted digit as he explored her thoroughly. She tried to stifle her excited sounds.