When he put the ring on my finger, it was business. When he made me his, it was forever.
Just a few minutes ago, I was over this gorgeous billionaire doctor’s knee, holding my own sore, spanked cheeks apart as instructed while he brought me to the most shameful climax of my life.
But as the man who rushed to my rescue today leads me to his bedroom and strips off the last of my clothes, it’s clear that won’t be the only time I moan and writhe and come for him tonight.
Because he’s going to give me exactly what I need.
And he’s not going to be gentle.
What the Doctor Ordered includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
It took all of my willpower to reach back this time, since I was going to be doing something completely humiliating instead of using my hands to protect myself. My face was burning almost as much as my butt as I dug my fingers into my warm skin to pull my cheeks apart for him.
“Perfect,” he murmured.
I jumped when I felt his warm finger brush against my dripping pussy lips, causing me to let go of my butt cheeks.
That earned me a couple more harsh swats to my thighs. “Spread them and keep them open until I tell you otherwise,” he commanded sternly.
I hastened to obey so I wouldn’t earn myself more spanks.
“Don’t move,” Simon ordered.
It was the most difficult thing to do, to keep still while Simon’s fingers explored my most intimate areas. I gasped when he dipped a finger inside of me. I could tell by how easily he slid inside that I was completely soaked.
“What a naughty girl you are,” he growled, his voice rough. “You’re soaking wet. Perhaps I wasn’t harsh enough with you, considering how much you seemed to enjoy your punishment.”
“No!” I moaned, wiggling over his lap. “You punished me really hard! It hurt!”
“Good,” he said flatly. “It was meant to hurt. Now, stay still for the rest of your exam.”
My breaths came out in sharp pants when I felt his slick finger, now coated with my juices, skim over my bottom hole.
“Stop!” I cried. “Don’t! Please don’t!”
Somehow, I continued to obediently keep my bottom open for him as he explored my most shameful place with his moist finger. I had never been so humiliated as I imagined how I must have looked with my bare bottom bright red and Simon’s thick finger poised at my back hole.
Simon ignored my cries and protests, pushing his wet index finger all the way in with one long, relentless thrust. My whole face flushed with shame, and tingles covered my entire body. My toes curled as he pulled it all the way out and then shoved it back in, harder and faster this time.
“I’m sorry!” I yelled, begging desperately. “Please stop!”
Simon didn’t answer. He just continued to pump his thick finger inside my bottom, lighting up my insides. The pressure soon became too much, and I felt my whole body shiver with a powerful, humiliating orgasm.
“Good girl,” Simon said, his voice deeper and rougher than ever.
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