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  “I don’t want to go to the doctor,” she mumbled hiding her face against his wide chest.

  “Why? Luna, you’ve already met Dr. Richards. He’s a very nice man. He is going to make sure that you are healthy and he’s going to help me take care of you,” Sebastian said softly rocking her slightly.

  “He’s going to look all over my body – even my bottom,” she sniffed upset.

  “He is going to examine you thoroughly. Dr. Richards is an excellent doctor. He’s not going to hurt you. I’ll be right there with you the whole time,” Sebastian soothed his Little girl. He nodded at Alice who was leaving quietly. She knew Little girls worried when they had to go to the doctor.

  “Really? You’ll be with me the whole time,” she leaned back to look at him.

  “I’ll be with you the whole time. I promise.” He crossed his heart.

  “Oookay,” she stammered. “I’ll go.”

  “Thank you, firecracker. Now, let’s get out of this office before someone comes in at the last minute with an infected tooth,” her Daddy joked.

  “How ridiculous that would be!” she exclaimed meeting his sparkling eyes. “They’d have to have some nerve to do that.”

  “Or need a Daddy to love them and take care of them,” Sebastian stood cradling her in his arms to kiss her softly on the lips. He let her legs slide down his body before giving her a kiss that took her breath away. “Let’s go,” he swept her into to backroom where he wrapped her warmly in her coat before ushering her through the door.

  Chapter Twenty-two

  Luna hid her shaking hands in her skirt as she waited in Dr. Richards’ seating area for her appointment. A tall, older man had opened the door and introduced himself as Paul. He welcomed them to the office and handed her Daddy a clipboard of new patient papers to fill out. She’d immediately crawled onto her Daddy’s lap when they’d sat down.

  Sebastian could feel Luna’s body shaking on his lap. He pulled a small package out of his lap and unwrapped it. Showing it to Luna, he held the pacifier to her lips, “Open up, firecracker. This will help you relax a little,” he promised. Immediately, she had leaned against his shoulder sucking furiously. Her hand the hem of her new full skirt lifted to rest under her chin just as if she was holding a security blanket. He wrapped his arms around her, abandoning the paperwork for a while to help her settle.

  “Hi!” a friendly voice greeted them. “I’m Zoey. I’m Dr. Richards’ Little girl. I don’t really call him Dr. Richards. That’s way too stuffy. I call him Daddy.” Her voice paused for a minute allowing Luna to peek out from her position cradled against her Daddy’s chest. “Hi!” Zoey repeated as their eyes met. She sat on the floor in front of Dr. Graham. “I know your Daddy. He’s my dentist. He’s a good dentist. He doesn’t yell at me or anything when I forget to floss my teeth. Does he make you floss your teeth?” Zoey wondered.

  Luna sat up on her Daddy’s lap fascinated by this Little girl. She pulled the pacifier out of her mouth. “He does make me floss my teeth. But that’s okay. My teeth always feel better when I’m done. I’m glad to meet you, Zoey. I’m Luna. You’re the second Little I’ve ever met.”

  Zoey raised her hands over her head with her fingers extended in peace signs. She chanted, “I’m number two! I’m number two!”

  Sebastian laughed at the cheerful Little girl. “I’m glad to see you, Zoey. I’ve been very lucky to find, Luna. She’s here to see your Daddy for a checkup. Would you reassure her that the exam won’t be horrible?”

  “Oh, it won’t be horrible. Daddy will just look at you and make sure everything works well. He’ll probably take some blood, so he can check your insides as well. He’s really good with a needle. You practically won’t feel it at all,” Zoey promised.

  “That . . . that doesn’t sound too bad,” Luna stammered.

  A deep voice sounded behind her, “I’m glad to see you again, Luna. You look like you feel much better today. Will you come into the exam room, so I can make sure that you stay feeling better?” Dr. Richards asked with a smile as everyone turned to look at him.

  Luna slowly nodded her head. “If my Daddy can come with me,” she looked at him out of the side of her eyes as she watched her Daddy’s face.

  “I think that’s a good idea. Daddies should always come to the doctor with their Little girls.” He motioned ahead of him and Sebastian carried Luna into Exam Room Two. “Sebastian, if you’ll take Luna’s clothes off. We’ll start with her weight and height.”

  Before Luna could overthink the process, Sebastian had whisked off her tee shirt and skirt. Luna tried to hold on to her bralette, but her Daddy gave her ‘the look.” She tried to stand quietly as he took off her diaper leaving her nude in the bright light of the exam room. Her fingers twitched as she stiffened trying not to cover her body. When the doctor turned to look at her, she froze.

  “Good Little girl, Luna. Step up on the scale,” Dr. Richards instructed. Her weight showed on a screen on the counter that she couldn’t see. Dr. Richards asked her to stand straight next and he began to lower a lever down toward her head to measure her height. “Stand straighter, Luna. You’ll need to pull your shoulders back,” he requested waiting patiently as Luna finally stood soldier straight with her small breast pointing out into the room. “Excellent! Now, on your tummy on the table, please.”

  Luna knew what was coming. She dragged her feet to the exam table and laid down exposing her small bottom. She felt Dr. Richards hand rub across her bottom trying to accustom her to his touch. Her buttocks were pulled apart gently and a finger dabbed cold lubricant on her puckered anus. She expected to feel the cold thermometer enter but instead, she felt Dr. Richards’ gloved finger inserted into her rectum. She froze, locking her muscles around his finger.

  “Just relax, Luna. As soon as you relax, I’ll be able to insert the thermometer into your bottom. That’s a good girl,” he praised as she relaxed. “Sebastian, Luna’s rectum is very tight. Do you plan to include anal sex in your lovemaking?” he asked in a normal tone.

  “Yes, definitely,” her Daddy answered.

  “I would suggest that you begin inserting dilators in her rectum each day. She’s with you at work, right?” The doctor waited for a nod. “Start with the smallest size in a dilator set. I’ll send one home with you tonight. Put it in when you arrive at work in the morning and take it out at noon each day. When you can insert it easily, move up a size.”

  Luna squirmed on the table. The doctor’s finger in her bottom was moving in and out spreading the lubricant around her bottom. She didn’t want to be aroused but her body was responding. Finally, he removed his finger and slid the large thermometer into place.

  The two men continued to talk. “I find Zoey very cooperative if I insert my finger in her bottom when she’s being naughty. Usually five or ten minutes and she is in a much better mood. It makes her stop and think about what she’s doing and whether she wants to continue. I consider it like a time out,” the doctor shared.

  Finally, the thermometer was removed from her rectum. Dr. Richards patted her bottom. “Perfect temperature, Luna. Sit up for me,” he requested.

  The two men watched her struggle to sit without covering her body. She felt so exposed. “Can’t I have a gown?” she begged.

  “Little girls don’t need to worry about being covered. The only people here are your Daddy and your doctor,” Dr. Richards comforted her before continuing her exam. “First, I’m going to draw some blood, so I can check how your body is functioning. Can I have your arm, please?” he asked kindly as he drew her hand toward him. Quickly, he wrapped a tourniquet around her upper arm and asked her to make a fist. “Look at your Daddy,” he suggested. The minute her head was turned he placed the needle in her arm.

  “Ouch!” she said. It was more a reflex then actual pain. Dr. Richards was very good at this. She heard the click of tubes as he filled several. Within just a couple of minutes, he was done, and a cotton ball was pressed to her vein. She turned back around to se
e the doctor smiling at her. Automatically, she smiled back at the large blond man. He checked her eyes, nose, and ears.

  “Open your mouth, Luna. I want to check your throat. Hmmmm, a little pink still here in your throat. We may need some more antibiotics, or you may just be still inflamed from the infection. I’ll do a throat swab and send it to the lab,” he explained.

  When he turned to get the testing supplies, Luna said quickly, “I feel fine. I don’t want any more antibiotics. I’ll just swallow pills next time.”

  Dr. Richards looked very stern. “Luna, my patients do not take oral medicines. I prescribe either an injection or suppositories. They are better absorbed and processed by the body. Your first round of antibiotics wasn’t effective, was it?” He waited until she slowly shook her head. “You will always have medicine in a form that works from now on. Open your mouth. Let’s see if you’ll even need more antibiotics. The test will tell us.”

  Fitting the earpieces in place, Dr. Richards pressed the cold bell of his stethoscope to her chest. Her already beaded nipples clenched more. When she shivered, Dr. Richards said softly, “I know Little girl. It’s cold isn’t it?” At her nod, he continued. “Breathe in deeply, now out,” he repeated as he moved the listening device on her chest pressing into her small breasts occasionally before moving to her back. “Good girl! Your lungs sound good. Lay back.”

  Glancing at Sebastian, Dr. Richards suggested, “Little girls can get fidgety during this part of the exam. Would you stand at the top of the exam table and hold Luna’s hands to reassure her?”

  Before she could react, the doctor and her Daddy had lifted her hands to the head of the table and fastened them in place. “Nooooo! I don’t like this. Let me go,” she demanded.

  Her Daddy laced his fingers with hers. “Just relax, Luna. Daddy’s here with you.” He pulled the pacifier from his pocket and placed it in her mouth. He held it to her lips to prevent her attempts to push it out with her tongue. “Shhhhh! You’re okay. The doctor needs to examine your body.”

  Dr. Richards began to examine her small breasts. He could feel her body tremble underneath his fingers. “Sebastian, be sure to examine your Little girl’s breasts each month. This is easy to do during her bath time or when she’s relaxed on her changing table. Luna’s breasts are very sensitive, so you’ll need to press deeply enough to feel all her tissues without hurting her. The step most Daddies miss is this last one. Be sure to press and pull her nipples to check for lumps in this area.”

  Luna moaned through the pacifier as jolts of arousal lanced through her body. She could feel herself becoming wet. Finally, his hands left her breasts and moved down to her stomach. He palpated her abdomen feeling along her body from side to side and down to her pelvis.

  “Good prep work for the exam. How did Luna handle the enema series?” the doctor asked Sebastian.

  “It was actually Luna’s first enema. She did very well. I was proud of her,” Sebastian shared.

  “Perfect. Let’s put Luna’s feet in the stirrups,” the doctor suggested.

  Sebastian walked to her side and helped the doctor place her feet in the high restraints. When his Little girl realized how exposed she would be, she started to kick her feet out at the men. “Luna, this is unacceptable!” Sebastian said appalled at her behavior. He lifted her legs together and bent them to rest on her chest. Holding her penned to the table, he began to spank her bottom sharply as he lectured her. “You are behaving like a very bad Little girl. What if you’d hurt Dr. Richards? You know better than this.” He continued to spank her until tears ran from her eyes and the pacifier fell from her lips as she sobbed.

  “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry, Dr. Richards. I’ll be good,” she promised. Finally, the spanking was over. Her bottom throbbed. Luna worried that her Daddy would decide that she wasn’t the Little girl for him. She felt her shaking legs positioned in the stirrups and restrained. She didn’t fight. Her fight was gone.

  Dr. Richards leaned down slightly to look into his patient’s green eyes. “Your Daddy loves you very much or he wouldn’t discipline you when you’re bad. I think you might feel better if I give you a little medicine to relax. Many Littles need some medicine when they come see me, so they don’t have to worry so much. Would you like me to give you some?” He glanced at Sebastian who was watching worried about his Little girl’s behavior. The doctor was glad to see him nod his agreement. He looked back at Luna.

  Her eyes filled with tears as she nodded, “I’m scared. I’ve never had an exam like this.”

  “I’ll make it better, Luna,” the doctor place the pacifier back in her mouth. Turning away from the table, he drew an injection quickly and moved to the back of the table. “Just a prick,” he warned as he injected the medicine into the muscle of her buttock. “You’ll feel better soon.”

  “You promise?” she mumbled tearfully around her pacifier.

  “I promise,” Dr. Richards said rubbing the inside of her thigh. He looked at Sebastian. “We’ll treat her anxiety with some medicine before she come to see me and while she’s here. Little girls shouldn’t be unhappy to come see me. She’s relaxed now,” he nodded at Luna. Her body had melted onto the exam table. The expression of fright and anxiety was erasing itself from her face as they watched. She began sucking slower on her pacifier. “Much better,” he observed.

  “Thanks, Matt. I hated to see her so upset,” Sebastian felt his own shoulders relax.

  Matt Richards patted his back before sitting on the table between Luna’s spread legs. He patted her inner thigh. “I’m going to start my exam now. You’ll feel my fingers on your body,” he warned her as he began to run his fingers firmly along her outer labia before moving to her inner folds. He pressed a finger against her clitoris gauging her reactions as he retracted her clitoral hood. She was very lubricated. “Your Little girl is very responsive. It appears that she had intercourse lately. Would you like to have her on birth control?” he asked Sebastian as he chose a small speculum.

  “Yes, I think it’s important to have her protected. Can you suggest something that is easy?” Sebastian stood watching the doctor’s work. He was fascinated by her body on display. He glanced at Luna loving her easy position on the table. Her eyes were partially hooded as her arousal level increased. He’d seen that look before.

  “The easiest is a three-month shot. We’ll give that to her today. Continue with condoms for a week. Part of the routine testing for a new patient included sexually transmitted diseases. Have you been tested lately?” Dr. Richards pressed a finger into Luna’s vagina testing her lubrication. He added a little extra to the speculum and slid it into place.

  “I get tested regularly as a dentist. I’m clean,” Sebastian confirmed. He watched as Dr. Richards opened the speculum widely. Luna’s hips rose slightly. He wrapped a hand around her knee to reassure her.

  The doctor adjusted the light to illuminate the inside of Luna’s vagina. He examined her tissue before performing a pap smear. Removing the speculum, he spread her inner labia and inserted a thin tube into her urethra to collect a urine specimen. At her faint moan, the doctor reassured her. “Just a little tube, Luna. I’ll be done here in just a little bit.” He withdrew the tube as he talked to her softly. “I need to see your reaction to stimulus, Luna. I want you to close your eyes and imagine you’re home with your Daddy. There’s no need to hold back or be embarrassed. Your doctor needs to know that all of you is healthy.” He began to stroke her vaginal opening lightly entering two fingers to stretch her. Each stroke sent them deeper into her saturated channel. Simultaneously, he stroked across her clitoris. The men watched her reactions to the caresses.

  With an aroused groan, Luna closed her eyes. The image of the two men between her legs watching her most private area react to skilled caresses loomed just behind her eyelids. She felt her body begin to contract as the doctor’s fingers stroked her. Just when she was poised to orgasm, his fingers pulled away from her body. Luna’s eyes flew open in protest. She star
ed angrily at Dr. Richards.

  Chuckling, Dr. Richards smoothed a finger from her clitoris, dipping into her vagina shallowly, and stopping at her small opening below. “I have one more area I need to check, Luna, before you find your pleasure.” He squeezed a little lubricant onto two fingers and pressed them both into her rectum stretching her slender opening. Hearing her moan of protest, he slid his fingers out before immediately pressing them back into place. By the third stroke, Luna was lifting her hips. “Good girl, show us you can come for us now,” he said as he pressed on her aroused clitoris.

  “Aaaaaaahhhhhh!” Luna yelled overwhelmed by the sensations that crashed through her body. Her pacifier dropped to the exam table. Her body tensed and relaxed as waves of pleasure cascaded over her. She felt her Daddy’s hand on her tummy rubbing to let her know that he was there. Slowly, she began to regain her senses. She realized that Dr. Richards’ fingers were still implanted in her rectum. She heard the two men talking softly.

  “I’ll look at Luna’s tummy from the inside. It looks like her body has settled from her orgasm.” The doctor removed his fingers and changed gloves quickly. Immediately, he began to slide a thick instrument into her rectum. When Luna moaned in protest of the invader, he stopped advancing the tube and rubbed the top of her pubis. “Just a little more. Take a deep breath. Hold it. Now, let it out totally,” he instructed. He advanced the instrument into her bottom as she exhaled. “Perfect. Now, I’ll check to make sure everything looks healthy inside.” He leaned down to peer into the raised viewer.

  The tube filled her, stretching her tight channel. She felt the tube roll inside her first to the left and then to the right as it slowly was withdrawn. She knew her body was growing wet again. She tried to lecture herself, “Stop. You don’t like this. You hate the feel of this in your bottom.” Her attempts to talk herself out of her rapidly rekindled arousal. Her mind stopped working as she felt Dr. Richards fingers begin to rub across her clitoris. “Doctor?” she asked, a combination of protest and begging.