By Perseus
perseus_mycenae@protonmail.com
Copyright 2024 by Perseus, all rights reserved
[3,358 words]
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
Part 4
“Did you
hear me, Becca? If you would turn over for me, please, I can see the
mole better from that angle.” Dr. Pulaski asked her again.
Becca was nervous; she couldn’t turn over and get on her hands and
knees like he was asking. In that position, she would feel more
vulnerable than she already was, and she was feeling very vulnerable.
She was still lying with her legs wide open, and her mom and the doctor
were still holding them open.
Becca didn’t move; her
breathing was heavy. She was still recovering from the first orgasm of
her young life. Her brother was still staring at her pussy.
“Come on, Becca, get on the bed like Dr. Pulaski asked.” Carol smacked
her daughter's inner thigh, not hard, but firm enough to get the
message across.
Becca started to turn, with the doctor and her mom releasing her legs. She got on her hands and knees, like he asked.
“This should make it easier.” Dr. Pulaski worked a lever on the side of
the bed, and the part that was propped up laid flat again.
Becca had her legs closed as tight as she could, but she knew that she was still showing something back there.
Pete moved back as the doctor resumed his position behind Becca. The
lips of her pussy were just peeking out between her thighs. “This just
won’t do.” Dr. Pulaski thought to himself. Even though he could clearly
see the mole, he wanted to keep the embarrassment going for this girl.
The mole was hardly a mole at all, more like a freckle, but his
patient’s mother wanted it properly looked at, and that's what he was
going to do.
“I’m concerned about your balance, Becca, if you would just move your knees as far to the edges of the bed as you can.”
Becca knew what this would mean, but she had no choice. She moved her
knees apart until they were the edges of the exam bed. She could feel
their eyes on her still-wet pussy, no longer able to hide.
Dr. Pulaski was not done yet. “Very good, Becca. Now, if you would lay your head down on the exam bed, keep up on your knees.”
Becca did as she was asked. The small cushion that was on the bed,
coupled with the fact that a small part was still angled up, forced
Becca to keep her head looking back at everyone in the room. She could
still see them, and it seemed they were looking at the spectacle she
was making.
“One last thing.” Dr. Pulaski thought to himself.
"No, I need you to arch your back. I know this won’t be the most comfortable position, but it allows me to fully examine you.”
Becca didn’t move at first; this position was just too humiliating. Until her mom commands her.
“Do as Dr. Pulaski says, Becca. The faster we get through this, the faster we can get home.”
Becca accepted her fate and arched her as much as she could. She could
feel the cold air of the room, not only on her pussy but also between
her now-spread cheeks. She knew that her most private area was not out
in the open for all to see.
“We can all see your butthole, Becca! Ha Ha!” Pete laughed at his sister.
She could see her brother’s eyes locked in on her buttocks, behind her. “Shut up, you creepy asshole!”
“Becca! Watch your language, young lady!” Carol snapped.
“But Mom! Pete stated it! Does he have to announce everything like that?”
“That doesn’t give you the right to curse and call him names; I’ll deal with Pete. You need to apologize to your brother now.”
Becca looked at her brother with fury; he had a small smirk on his
face, and he looked at Becca’s face, then at her butt and pussy, and
back. “I’m sorry, Pete.” She said it through gritted teeth.
“Pete, keep the commentary to a minimum, or I’ll make you wait
outside.” Carol said with a little smile on her face, implying that she
had no intention of making Pete go anywhere. Becca didn’t see this.
Dr. Pulaski decided to get his exam started. Now that Becca was in the
position she was in, it was not necessary to use his chair. He stood
behind Becca and looked down at the sight before him. The girl was
lewdly displayed, showing off everything she would rather have been
hidden. He took in the sight, from her bare pussy to her twitching
anus. A girl this age did nothing for Dr. Pulaski. He had a wife who
was just a few years younger than him. But he was enjoying being on the
receiving end of embarrassing someone, and better yet, it was a girl.
He had been in the same position that Becca was in now, and with his
sister laughing at him, he would rather not have another boy face what
he and many of his friends had to when they were younger. Carol Parker
woke up to something in him that he never knew was there before;
perhaps he was not so different from his sisters after all. “Perhaps
some of my other female patients would benefit from this humbling
position.” He thought to himself as he leaned in to examine the small
mole on Becca.
Becca had never been more humiliated in her
life; she felt so vulnerable in this position. Her brother had already
pointed out what could be seen by everyone; she felt most of the fight
she had left in her fade. She knew the way she was now was not
necessary at all; she was just thankful that she showered before her
appointment. Feeling the cold air in areas that she normally didn't
have gave her a strange feeling; she could feel the doctor’s breath on
her pussy. It was causing the stirring between her legs again. This
feeling happened much more often to her over the last year, and she had
to admit that what Pete caused her to feel was the only time this
feeling was ever relieved.
Becca jumped, and the sound of her mother’s phone rang.
“I’m sorry, doctor; it’s my husband; I should take this.”
“Go right ahead; I don’t mind.” He turned to tell her this, and he was
once again surprised by this woman as she left the exam room
completely. Leaving the door wide open. She was not concerned in the
slightest about her daughter’s lewd position, and he decided that he
would not be either. He simply brought his medical tablet, which he
used to make notes on, and started typing up the notes from the exam so
far. “Just hold like that for now, Becca; I’m almost done.”
Becca stared at the open door in horror. This was so much worse than
the first time the door was left open—worse than when she was in the
hall. She was completely unable to cover herself in this position; if
someone she knew were to see her now, she didn’t know if she could ever
live it down. She could see her brother out of the corner of her eye,
silently laughing at this new development.
Just then,
Becca’s worst fear was realized. The nurse was leading a group of three
by room. The nurse kept walking; she knew what was in the room, but the
three others stopped dead in their tracks and stared into the room. To
Becca’s great frustration, one of the three was Lauren Prentiss, one of
the most popular girls in her school. They were in the same grade;
Becca would have to deal with Lauren seeing this side of her for the
rest of the year now. Lauren didn’t like Becca, or, more accurately,
Lauren didn’t like anyone outside of her group of friends. She was a
bitch, and it was killing Becca that Lauren could see her like this,
but perhaps worse, Lauren’s older brother was seeing her too! Becca
didn’t know him, but that didn’t make the fact that he was gazing at
her private girl's parts any easier. After a few seconds of shock from
the three, Lauren tried to cover her brother’s eyes, then the older
lady with them, no doubt their mother, grabbed her son’s wrist, and the
three left.
“Doctor? Could I get down now?” Becca decided to risk it by asking; she did not want another incident.
“Not just yet, Becca. I’m sorry; I know this is not the most
comfortable position, but we are almost done.” He answered. He turned
away, back to his tablet. He was in no hurry to finish his notes; he
wanted to keep Becca in her position as long as he could.
Becca continued to look through her legs at the door, her heart
pounding. She was wishing that her mother would come back and finally
shut the door.
“Pete.” Becca whispered.
Pete came over and put his head between Becca’s spread legs to hear her better; his head was right below her spread pussy.
Becca quickly regretted giving him an excuse to lean in so close to
her. “Pete, please close the door. Please!” Becca whispered to him.
“Why should I?
“Please, Pete! I’m sorry, I was making fun of you! This is terrible!
Please!” Becca could see a blank look on her brother’s face. “I’ll let
you touch me again! Anywhere you want!” Becca was desperate to get his
help.
Pete just looked up at Becca’s bare pussy; he rubbed
his hand over it a few times. Then, to the shock of Becca, his hand
drifted higher, and he rubbed between her cheeks.
Becca had a
sharp intake of breath at this new touch—her brother’s fingers tapping
on her rosebud. She had never felt anything like it before. Then he
suddenly stopped and started walking towards the door. Becca breathed a
sigh of relief—not that he stopped touching her, but that he was
seemingly going to shut the door. She felt conflicted at the way her
brother touched her; she felt similar warm feelings in her loins, and
even the way he touched her butt caused these feelings. She was now
nervous about the deal she just made with him.
But the door
wasn’t shut. Just as Pete got to the open door, two familiar faces
appeared in the hall: Eric and Michael. Both greeted Pete, and then,
when they noticed Becca, they starred and opened mouths at her.
Becca’s heart sank again; this was the worst outcome she could imagine.
Not only did another classmate see her, but there were two boys that
she didn’t get along with. It was bad enough that they saw her from the
waiting room, but now they were seeing her completely uncovered and
completely spread out. They were both still wearing street clothes;
they must not have been called for their exams yet. Eric waved to
Becca, smiling.
Becca couldn’t hold out any longer. She shot
her hand between her legs, covered her bare pussy, and just managed to
cover her anus. The boys laughed and were signaling for her to move her
hand. Pete was just standing by, letting them look.
Becca
was about to plead with the doctor again when her mother appeared
again. She saw Becca covering herself again and looked frustrated.
Carol was getting frustrated with her daughter; she told her numerous
times not to touch herself. She knew that her daughter was embarrassed
by being seen by these boys, but to her, it shouldn’t matter; she
should have listed her. Becca was insistent on making things worse for
herself. A girl like Becca doesn’t need modesty; she views it as a
source of many social problems among girls. After teasing her brother
like she had, she needed to be humbled.
“It's Eric and Michael, right? You two were in Pete’s cub scout troop a few years ago, right?” Carol asked the two boys.
“Yes ma'am.” Eric answered. “We saw Becca in the hall a bit ago and wanted to see if Pete was here too. We wanted to say hi.”
“Well, come in for a sec and say hello properly then.” Carol said it with a smile. “Is that alright with you, Dr. Pulaski?”
“For a brief time, I’m just working on my notes; then we really should move things along.”
“Of course.” Carol responded.
The boys took a few steps into the room, towards Becca. This is when
Carol decided to drop the hammer on Becca. “What did I tell you about
touching yourself, young lady!? Move that hand this instant!”
“But mom! They’ll see me!” Becca begged, still in her bent-over
position. Her heart was racing, desperate to not be seen by these boys
that she hated.
“Becca, if I have to tell you again, you know what will happen!”
Becca knew her mother would make her leave the doctor’s office
completely naked. As much as she didn’t want these boys to see her, she
didn’t want to leave the office naked even more. Who knows if her mom
will go straight home or go somewhere else with her still naked? She
moved her hand, uncovering her pussy and buttocks. Now the boys could
see all that she had—her small cone-shaped tits through her legs, her
bare pussy, even the place between her cheeks. They knew it all now.
Every time she looked at them, they would be thinking of her private
areas.
“You boys are in Becca’s class, right? Becca, say hi; don’t be rude.” Carol commanded.
Becca couldn’t find the words to speak; she simply forced a slight
smile and waved her hand once. This seemed to satisfy her mother. But
the boys were not looking at her; they were staring between her legs,
getting their first, intimate look at the female anatomy. Becca was
mortified, but she also felt a burning sensation right where the boys
were looking that she had never felt before.
“We were just in the middle of Becca’s exam.” Her mom saddened the boys.
“Why is she on the table like this?” Michael asked, not taking his eyes off of Becca.
“The doctor is examining Becca’s mole.” Carol said, pointing to the
small mole on Becca. “It's important to keep an eye on these things.
Right, doctor?”
“Thats correct.” Dr. Pulaski said as he leaned in again to look at the mole. Then he turned back to make a few more notes.
“Look here!” Pete said to the boys as he pointed at Becca’s clitoral
area, which had reemerged due to Becca’s growing arousal. “The doctor
said it's called a clitoris if you touch it.” Pete reached his hand out
and ran his thumb over the tiny pink nub.
“Ahhh!” Becca let out a deep-throated moan; she quickly went even redder than she was before.
“She’ll do that! She was nearly jumping off the table a few minutes ago!”
“Pete! Don’t tell them that!” Becca cried out.
Carol chucked to herself, thinking this display was cute.
“Why not? It’s not a big deal.” Pete said as he reached out again and
started swirling his thumb over Becca’s clitoral area again.
“Mhmm… Pete, please!” Becca was doing her best to hold in her moans, but the feeling was just too overwhelming.
The boys just watched, mesmerized by what they were seeing. Becca was
moving her hips side to side, trying and failing to get away from
Pete’s thumb.
Carol let this continue for a few moments, but
felt that she shouldn’t let it go too far. The doctor had a job to do,
after all.
"Okay, Pete, that's enough. I’m sure Eric and Michael need to get back.” Carol told her son.
“Okay mom.” Pete left Becca a panting mess, more aroused than she had been in her life.
At that moment, one of the moms of the boys and a nurse appeared to
collect the boys. At the angle she was standing, she couldn’t see Becca
in the room.
With the boys gone and the door finally closed,
Becca was able to relax a little, but she was still in her humiliating
position.
“Looking at my notes, I see the nurse didn’t get a
few basic things.” Dr. Pulaski said. “She missed their height, weight,
and temperature. Luckily, we can get one of these at the same time,
given Becca’s current position. Thanks for being such a good girl and
holding that, Becca.”
Becca blushed. Being called a good girl while her ass was still in the air was humiliating.
Dr. Pulaski went to the drawer and pulled out two thermometers. He
walked over to Pete first. “Under the tongue, please.” Then he put a
small amount of lubricant on the other and walked over the Becca. “This
might feel weird, Becca, but do your best to keep it in, ok?”
Becca was about to ask what he was about to do when she felt something
cold pressing against her butthole. She realized what was about to
happen; she was just about to ask the doctor for a normal one when it
pressed through. “Aaah!” For a brief moment, Becca forgot what words
were. Never in her life had she felt anything like this new sensation.
Even though the thermometer was small, it felt bigger to her, like it
was filling her up.
“Pete, do you mind helping me here?” The doctor asked.
Pete walked over to the doctor and Becca, still with the thermometer in his mouth.
“I need you to hold this in place.” He said this, indicating the
thermometer in Becca’s buttocks. “You may need to use both hands.” He
said this, winking at Pete.
Dr. Pulaski took this opportunity to inform Mrs. Parker about the lotion that he would be prescribing to Becca.
“The lotion will require Becca to be... How should I put this? hairless. I recommend that you have her shaved often.”
“I see, that shouldn’t be a problem.” Carol answered.
Becca couldn’t hear this; she was too busy dealing with what Pete was
doing to her. He was holding the thermometer, like the doctor asked,
but with his other hand, he had cupped Becca’s pussy and was gently
rubbing.
Becca was again moving her hips side to side to try to get away from his hand. Until the doctor noticed.
“Try to hold still, Becca; the more you move, the longer it will take.”
Just then, Pete’s thermometer went off, signaling that it was ready.
“See what I mean? Yours should have finished at the same time.”
Even though the doctor was chastising Becca for moving, Pete continued his rubbing of her pussy.
“Mhmm! Pete! Uuh!” Becca was whispering low, trying to keep her moans
down. She was sure that both her mom and the doctor knew what Pete was
doing, but she knew that they wouldn’t stop him.
Pete was
mesmerized by the soft feel between his sister’s legs. He thought that
he should be grossed out by this, but he wasn’t. The warmth, the
wetness, and the hard little bump that he could feel on his palm—he was
enjoying this. He didn’t know when he would get another opportunity
like this, and he wanted to take full advantage.
Becca was
biting the cushion, fighting off another earth-shattering orgasm. Just
as she was about to fail, the beeping of her thermometer went off.
Pete stepped back, and he whipped his very wet hand onto his gown.
The doctor finally removed the thermometer from Becca.
“Perfect temperature, for both of you.” He took a small piece of gauze
and wiped the remaining lubricant from Becca, much to her horror.
Becca didn’t have long to think about this new humiliation.
“Okay, we just need their height and weight now. We have a nurse manning the station now. It's in the hallway.”
Becca’s eyes went wide, realizing that she would have to go back into
the hall. She wanted to beg, but knew it would get her nowhere. She
would have to do her best to endure it.