Theirs to Use: A Punishment Reverse Harem Romance(11)
“This anus is just fine,” the doctor said. “She’ll have some discomfort during anal intercourse at first, of course. Whoever the girl is I recommend breaking in her bottom with butt plugs and dildos. You’ll find her much more responsive that way, once she’s used to opening for the penis to penetrate her.”
Karen watched him get up and drop the first speculum into the waste container at the wall. He started to wash his hands again. Silence fell in the exam room except for the rushing of the water, and the sound of Grace suckling Mr. Singleton’s fingers as he murmured, “Good girl,” and Sylvia’s whimpers as Mr. Green moved down to fondle her bottom and pussy.
“You’re next, Karen,” the doctor said, turning around as he dried his hands on a paper towel, “although I don’t think we have to check your sexual responsiveness, do we?”
He came to stand next to her, looking into her eyes. She tried to keep her defiance there, but she felt sure she wasn’t managing to manifest any real resistance at all. The anger welled up in her as the doctor reached his hands out. He said the same falsely reassuring words he had spoken to Sylvia. “Just a little breast exam, now.”
The hands touched her, cold from the sink. Did he wash with cold water just so he could make a girl shiver and yelp as he began to palpate her breasts?
He chuckled. “And I do mean little, don’t I? Funny how girls with small chests are often the most promiscuous.”
Chapter Six
As he drew lewd noises from curvy Sylvia, Green watched the doctor get back onto his rolling stool, between Karen’s trim thighs, and pick up the second speculum from the little table.
“The breasts are healthy, but also likely to be quite sensitive despite their size,” he said to Green and Singleton. “If you choose this one, don’t forget that when you train her.”
To Green’s surprise, Karen again spoke up. “What’s that supposed to mean? Train me?”
The doctor had turned his attention to the girl’s cunt, now, and he merely said in a warning voice, “It means I’ll gag you if you speak again without being spoken to, girl.”
Singleton turned from where he had been fondling Grace’s firm, medium-sized tits. “It means that if we choose you for our program, you will receive training in how to please the men who own you. That should make you happy, Karen.”
But Green could see that it didn’t make the lovely blonde girl happy at all. She held her tongue, though, as she glared at Singleton. Then, again surprising Green, she looked down her body at what the doctor was doing between her legs. The expression on her face fascinated Green: Karen seemed to fight with her own instincts so hard that the struggle brought tears to her eyes. He left Sylvia and wandered over to the blonde girl’s chair, looking from Karen’s face to where the doctor opened her wide with the speculum, peering inside the luscious cunt Green had to admit he very much wished to fuck.
Karen looked up apprehensively at him as he approached.
“Let’s see,” he said, and reached out his right hand to take gentle hold of her left breast, not squeezing the tiny peach but fondling it softly, and then running his thumb in a circle around the hard pink cherry of her dime-sized areola. Karen responded with a helpless little cry, her body moving against the straps that held her to the chair.
“Yes,” Green murmured, looking into her blue eyes, “very sensitive.”
“Please, don’t,” Karen whispered. “Please.”
“Why not?” asked Singleton, coming to stand at her other side and fondle her right breast.
“Oh, God,” Karen sobbed, and her hips bucked, down below, moving the single inch they could, with her waist secured in the webbing strap.
The doctor laughed. “Hold on a moment, gentlemen. You’re making my job harder down here.”
Green and Singleton took their hands from the little breasts, and watched in silence as the doctor took the speculum from Karen’s cunt.
“The vagina and cervix look perfect. The girl hasn’t had much sex, and should be quite tight on the penis, with these narrow hips.”
“Oh, God,” Karen whispered again.
None of the men took any notice. The doctor put a little more lube on the speculum. “Now your anus,” he said simply. “Try to relax.”
Green watched with his cock growing ever harder as the clear plastic beak entered Karen Hunter’s clearly virginal bottom. She gave a sharp, anguished cry as she felt the doctor squeeze on the handle to open her up.
“I told you to relax, girl,” the doctor said in an annoyed voice. Then he spoke to Green and Singleton. “She’s very tight. A good deal of training needed before she takes the penis comfortably.”
Karen gave another yelp as the doctor opened the device further, and then he withdrew it.
“The anus is healthy, though,” he said, “and anal intercourse is definitely indicated, if you introduce it relatively gradually. If she does receive multiple men there on a single occasion, let the anus rest for the two days following.”
*
When the doctor finished Grace’s exam, the warden, a tall middle-aged man with a prominent aquiline nose, wearing a full, old-fashioned three-piece suit, entered from the door that led to his sitting room.
“Mr. Green,” he said, as he went straight to the sink to wash his hands, “and Mr. Singleton, welcome. We’ll get these girls into the next room and over what I like to call my bench of choosing. Probably best to start with them standing side by side, though. What do you think?”