Do you remember Doctor Colt?"
How could she forget him? The man had unceremoniously shoved his cold fingers into her tight quim. It had been a rather unpleasant experience; one she did not wish to repeat. "Please, do not do this, Mr. Lockwood." Her hands trembled and her teeth chattered as if the hall had grown cold.
"You shall address me as 'Papa,'" he reminded her.
"Papa, please do not do this." She did not worry about her reputation, unless perhaps her papa yesterday had done something when his fingers had stretched her quim. Never before had a man touched her. Charley had been the first, and she did not want anyone else to share that experience.
"It is not his decision to make," Headmaster Philip said. "I have asked Doctor Colt to visit with you, Eliza. I expect no trouble. This is not your first time with the physician." He grabbed her arm, leading her through the hall. Headmaster Philip let go momentarily as he opened a door on the right for her to enter. "Go inside."
She was not a stranger to the doctor's examination room. The air felt stale, the room much cooler in temperature. The furnishings had not been updated since she last set foot in the place. The walls were bare and white, unpleasant and with not a hint of warmth. It felt far from inviting. A wooden desk poised at the wall, which sat across from the examination table. On the table rested a gray gown, one that Eliza was only too familiar with.
The headmaster left Eliza alone with her papa. "Please, I do not want anyone to know."
Papa swallowed, his jaw tight and firm. "Know what, little Eliza?" He did not seem pleased. Where had his pleasant mood disappeared to? Yesterday he had been kinder and warmer, like the playroom instead of the dungeon of a doctor's office.
She glanced back toward the closed door, ensuring no one was entering when she spoke. "Did you not take my virginity?" Eliza asked. "Your fingers, they were… down there." She flushed at the mere mention and memory. "How could you ask me in for an exam after doing that?" Was he intentionally trying to destroy her reputation?
"I assure you, little one, that what we did had no effect on your virtue."
She wanted to believe him, but how could she know until the doctor gave his opinion, after his examination, one that she did not wish to experience. Instead she remained silent, her lips clamped shut.
The doctor knocked before entering, smiling warmly at her. "It is good to see you again, Eliza. How are you adjusting to life as a little?"
She made no attempt to answer his question.
Papa exhaled a heavy breath, obviously unpleased with her attitude. "You will answer him, or I will put you over my knee."
Sighing, she ignored Charley and directed her answer at the doctor. "Fine. I do not feel I should be forced into having a second examination when I have done nothing to be ashamed of." Did either of them realize the humiliation she felt in being forced to spread her legs so that Doctor Colt could examine her?
"What you want is not up to you," Doctor Colt said. "It is up to your papa and Headmaster Philip. Please change into the gown. I will wait outside." He headed out of the small examination room, shutting the door behind him.
Eliza did not move her feet from the affixed position on the floor. She shook her head and folded her arms across her chest, refusing to cooperate. What would Charley do to her? Bend her over his knee? How bad would it be to feel his firm palm over her bare bottom? Smirking, she waited for him to make the next move.
Chapter XII
Why couldn't Eliza do as Doctor Colt asked? Charley sighed. "Turn around, I will unfasten the ribbons on your gown."
She made no attempt to move even the slightest, her feet firmly planted with a bratty expression on her face. Witnessing this side of her being little was taking it a bit too far for his enjoyment.
"I will not ask you again." He could see that she would need help undressing, but she made no attempt to work
How could she forget him? The man had unceremoniously shoved his cold fingers into her tight quim. It had been a rather unpleasant experience; one she did not wish to repeat. "Please, do not do this, Mr. Lockwood." Her hands trembled and her teeth chattered as if the hall had grown cold.
"You shall address me as 'Papa,'" he reminded her.
"Papa, please do not do this." She did not worry about her reputation, unless perhaps her papa yesterday had done something when his fingers had stretched her quim. Never before had a man touched her. Charley had been the first, and she did not want anyone else to share that experience.
"It is not his decision to make," Headmaster Philip said. "I have asked Doctor Colt to visit with you, Eliza. I expect no trouble. This is not your first time with the physician." He grabbed her arm, leading her through the hall. Headmaster Philip let go momentarily as he opened a door on the right for her to enter. "Go inside."
She was not a stranger to the doctor's examination room. The air felt stale, the room much cooler in temperature. The furnishings had not been updated since she last set foot in the place. The walls were bare and white, unpleasant and with not a hint of warmth. It felt far from inviting. A wooden desk poised at the wall, which sat across from the examination table. On the table rested a gray gown, one that Eliza was only too familiar with.
The headmaster left Eliza alone with her papa. "Please, I do not want anyone to know."
Papa swallowed, his jaw tight and firm. "Know what, little Eliza?" He did not seem pleased. Where had his pleasant mood disappeared to? Yesterday he had been kinder and warmer, like the playroom instead of the dungeon of a doctor's office.
She glanced back toward the closed door, ensuring no one was entering when she spoke. "Did you not take my virginity?" Eliza asked. "Your fingers, they were… down there." She flushed at the mere mention and memory. "How could you ask me in for an exam after doing that?" Was he intentionally trying to destroy her reputation?
"I assure you, little one, that what we did had no effect on your virtue."
She wanted to believe him, but how could she know until the doctor gave his opinion, after his examination, one that she did not wish to experience. Instead she remained silent, her lips clamped shut.
The doctor knocked before entering, smiling warmly at her. "It is good to see you again, Eliza. How are you adjusting to life as a little?"
She made no attempt to answer his question.
Papa exhaled a heavy breath, obviously unpleased with her attitude. "You will answer him, or I will put you over my knee."
Sighing, she ignored Charley and directed her answer at the doctor. "Fine. I do not feel I should be forced into having a second examination when I have done nothing to be ashamed of." Did either of them realize the humiliation she felt in being forced to spread her legs so that Doctor Colt could examine her?
"What you want is not up to you," Doctor Colt said. "It is up to your papa and Headmaster Philip. Please change into the gown. I will wait outside." He headed out of the small examination room, shutting the door behind him.
Eliza did not move her feet from the affixed position on the floor. She shook her head and folded her arms across her chest, refusing to cooperate. What would Charley do to her? Bend her over his knee? How bad would it be to feel his firm palm over her bare bottom? Smirking, she waited for him to make the next move.
Chapter XII
Why couldn't Eliza do as Doctor Colt asked? Charley sighed. "Turn around, I will unfasten the ribbons on your gown."
She made no attempt to move even the slightest, her feet firmly planted with a bratty expression on her face. Witnessing this side of her being little was taking it a bit too far for his enjoyment.
"I will not ask you again." He could see that she would need help undressing, but she made no attempt to work
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