Dr. Daddy Dom (Little Lake Bridgeport 2) (16 page)

"Did Hell freeze over or something? You're swearing in front of her, devising violent takedowns, and now this. Did you hit your head? You're not sick, are you?" Layton asked.

"No, I just have a new understanding of the balance between being a doctor, a daddy and a dom." Caine sighed happily as her mouth wrapped around his cock. "I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time about playing, Layton. You needed to have the chance to chill and relax, too, and your uncle mode allows that."

"I guess we're both finding our place in this dynamic. We've never had a real Little to share before, only a wannabe."

"May, I bet Layton's cock is lonely, too. You can share your mouth, if you want to," Caine said, sprawling back on the inner tube.

"That's okay. I want you to enjoy her."

"That's mighty generous of you. Of course, she's going to get me so hard that I'm going to need something more than her mouth."

"Would you like me to lift her up there? If she puts her knees on either side of the tube, she can straddle you," Layton suggested.

"That sounds fabulous. May? Let go for a second and be careful of your teeth," Caine said, stretching out his arms to hold her around the waist as Layton lifted her from the water. "Open your knees and get comfortable."

"But my bathing suit—"

"Layton? Hand me your pocket knife." Caine opened the blade and then slipped his fingers under the waistband of her bikini bottoms. He carefully sliced a hole in the crotch and then widened it to expose her soft lips. Handing the knife back to his amused brother, he then positioned her legs to dangle on either side of his body within the water. "Lean back and close your eyes."

Looking around hesitantly for observers, May did as she was instructed. She gasped when she felt Caine part her pink lips. "I've never gotten over the beauty of the female genitalia," he said softly, running his finger along the soft folds. "I think that is one reason why I became an obstetrician. What an amazing design this is, and for the sole purpose of pleasure."

May squirmed uncomfortably. "Do you have to talk?"

"I do, especially since I know how much being probed embarrasses you. I don't understand why, because you have the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen." He grasped her vulva gently and spread the wings wide to look closer. "It's been a long time since I've done an exam on you. When we get home, I'm going to play doctor."

"Nooo…"

He slid his finger into her warm slit. "You say no, but your body says yes. In fact, I think I'm going to be a little more detailed and examine this, as well," Caine announced, withdrawing his finger from her pussy and tracing the outer ring of her anus. "I believe I have an anal speculum in my bag."

"I've never seen that type of exam. Can I watch?" Layton asked.

"Absolutely. May loves having an audience, don't you?" Caine asked, returning his attention to her clit.

"Not really."

He ignored her. "I love how excited she gets when her little button is played with. Layton, watch how it swells and changes color!"

"You're embarrassing me," May groaned.

Caine twisted his wrist, gently plunged three fingers into her pussy and then started to make tiny circles over her clit with his thumb. May bucked and grabbed the canvas handles of the inner tube, tilting her pelvis so he had room to maneuver.

"You have amazing hands," she gasped, tightening her muscles as he stroked his fingers back and forth.

"Don't you dare cum," he whispered. "Fight back. Tighten all your muscles and only let go when you need to."

"I can't…"

"Do it!" His sharp command forced her to obey. "Tighter… I'll tell you when it's time to let go and I want you to follow my instructions."

"I'm so close…" she panted, straining against the need to release.

"Not yet. I can feel your body opening inside." He pressed deeper, touching her cervix, and then pulled back, stroking her g-spot. "Feel this?"

"Mother of—please let me cum!"

"Not yet. Soon, though. Squeeze." He increased his pressure against her nerve bundles, his hand drenched in her juices. "When I say go, I want you to bear down against my hand as hard as you can. Try to push it out. Go!"

May pushed, releasing a stream of milky fluid as her body clenched his fingers in an iron hold. "Holy… fuck… damn!"

"Don't stop, it's not over," Caine said, increasing the movement of his thumb against her clit. She jerked upwards, her back arching wildly in spastic jolts. He kept his hand in place without moving, allowing just the pressure to stimulate another wave of climactic pleasure. When her muscles softened, he gently withdrew and placed both hands on her thighs.

"Are you alive?" he asked softly.

"No," May purred, her eyes closed to the sun. "What a wonderful way to die. Wow. What did you do to me? Did I pee on you?"

"Nope, you ejaculated. Did you enjoy that?"

"I feel like a puddle," she said, hanging her arms limply over the edges of the float with her head tilted all the way backwards. "I can't move."

"Stay there. I like the view," Caine said with a chuckle, tickling her pussy as it peeked out through the hole in her suit.

Without moving her body or opening her eyes, she reached for his hand and weakly squeezed it. "Thank you for listening to me. That's all I wanted."

Caine kissed her knuckles. "Thank you for being honest and telling me how you've been feeling. I—we—just want you to be happy."

"I am. Do we really have to play doctor when we get home?" She opened one eye to squint at him.

Caine and Layton looked at one another and then boisterously stated, "Yes!"

"Just asking," she said with a defeated sigh.

"I'm hungry." May yawned as they entered the house. "I got a sunburn."

"Did you?" Layton asked, gently kissing her red shoulders. "Weren't you told to wear sunscreen?"

"I did, but it wore off. Ow, easy, big boy," she demanded as his lips inched up to the side of her neck, where he promptly nipped her.

"How about an early dinner and then I can check you out?" Caine suggested, winking at Layton as May groaned.

"I was hoping you'd forget that. Do I have to?"

"We already talked about this and the answer is yes. You don't want to deny Caine his evening of fun, do you?" Layton said.

"He had fun today, didn't he?"

"Oh, stop the pouting. I want a different kind of fun, and you'll love every minute of it," Caine said, tweaking her nose.

"I hate being prodded and poked."

"Which is what makes it more fun for me. I get to go 'Layton' on your little ass when you fight me."

"You're scaring me. Stop smiling like the Cheshire Cat that just ate Alice's canary."

Layton laughed and tousled her hair. "That's a very interesting visual, my love. Go shower and put on your robe, then come back down for dinner."

"Fine. What are we having?" May grumbled.

"Double decker BLT's. Gimme your face." Caine squeezed her cheeks with his own hand and forced her to purse her lips. "What a pretty girl you are! I love you." He kissed her and then sent her off with a light swat on the rump.

"She's really concerned, huh?" he asked his brother.

"Sure seems like it. That's good, though," Layton said, sliding a baking tray with bacon into the oven. "It will keep her guessing, and a change of routine is always a good thing for arousal. How far are you going to take it tonight?"

"I've got some ideas that should interest you. Just play along as my assistant."

"Gotcha, Doc. Do you want me to set up the nursery after we're done? Sri has the necessary equipment in there. Where did you put your bag? I'll bring it upstairs."

"That would be great, thank you. My bag's in our room. I wish I had a lab coat with me."

"I'm willing to bet that Sri has one in her closet, knowing her. She also has a whole chest of miscellaneous medical equipment."

"I know, I gave it to her," Caine said, slicing a tomato. "So, here's the plan…"

***

"That was yummy, thank you," May said, rubbing her stomach after the meal. "Nap time."

"That could be arranged if you want to wear a diaper," Caine said, his eyes twinkling.

"I don't do diapers. Hard pass," she retorted.

"You're planning on giving the doctor a hard time this evening, aren't you, Mrs. Marshall?" Layton asked.

"Mrs. Marshall? Why would you call me that?"

"Your husbands have informed my staff that you've been having some unusual issues in regards to your sexual health, madam. They've asked me to examine you and determine a proper treatment plan," Caine said, crossing his arms and offering a stern expression.

May was quiet for a moment as she contemplated the initiation of role-play. She cleared her throat and said with a straight face, "I assure you, Dr. Caine, the issue is not mine. Neither of my husbands have the stamina to meet my needs. They are rather well-seasoned and long in the tooth, you know, and it's very difficult for them to keep up with me."

Raising his eyebrow, Caine glanced at his brother. The challenge was on! "Is that so? I've recently met with your husbands, and they have assured me that they were not only capable of meeting your needs, but were concerned that you would tire too quickly before they felt they were finished. In addition, neither had any restrictions regarding my examination or treatment plan."

"I beg to differ with you, Doctor. The younger of my two husbands regularly complains of his exhaustion and is unable to perform regularly because of it. I thought at first that it was because of his lack of endowment." She stared back boldly into his face.

"Oooh, snap!" Layton laughed, momentarily out of character. He straightened his face and resumed. "Dr. Caine, if I might make a suggestion? Why don't you examine the young lady and then, once you've evaluated her physical condition, we can meet with her husbands for further analysis."

"Excellent idea, Nurse Layton," Caine said, barely managing to keep a straight face as his brother growled under his breath. "Would you please take her to the examination room? I will be there in a moment."

The grouchy expression on May's face acknowledged that she had lost the challenge, and she yanked away from Layton's hold on her arm as he led her upstairs. Caine prepared a hot water bottle and a towel, and then started up after them. He knocked on the 'nursery' door and let himself in.

"Why is the patient still dressed?"

"She refused to disrobe. I wasn't certain how you wanted to handle her."

"Mrs. Marshall," Caine said formally. "From now on, you will do as you are told without hesitation. Failure to do so will result in punishment. Am I clear?"

"I am not a child," she protested.

"You are certainly behaving like one. Take off your robe, please."

"But I'll be naked!" She clutched the robe tightly around her body, ignoring the fact that her legs were spread as she sat on the edge of the small bed.

"I can't examine you with your clothes on. Remove that robe."

Layton handed Caine a lab coat and grinned as he slipped it on and then crossed his arms. "Would you like me to help her, doctor?"

"Please."

Layton wrapped the length of May's long ponytail around his fist and used it to pull her to her feet. With his free hand, he tugged the robe from her body and kept her standing.

"You're pulling my hair!" she whined, holding his fist with both hands.

"Bend her across your knee, if you please. This young woman needs to learn a few things about the health care system," Caine announced, pushing up his sleeves.

"I demand that you release me, you sleazy… sleazy… Fuck, I can't think of a word," she announced with a giggle as she broke character.

Layton placed his left foot on the bed rail, raised his knee in the air, and then drew the laughing girl over it. "Mrs. Marshall seems to think that her health is a joke. What are you going to do about it?"

"Hold her in place. To start with, let's check her capillary refill. Count how many seconds it takes for her bottom to go from white to red."

"No!" May screeched, twisting her head to watch Caine pull back his arm. "Yeow! That fucking hurt!"

"One… two… three…" Layton said.

"Three seconds? Let's try this side. This time, I'm going to test the area three times in succession."

"Put me down!" The smacks landed in a series of resounding splats against the unblemished mound, and May kicked her feet into the air, still held fast over Layton's raised thigh.

"Interesting, the blanching is momentary on this side, and then resolves to a bright pink. May I try?" Layton asked eagerly.

"This isn't funny, you guys. Come on, it's time to let go," May said in a serious voice. "You're pushing against my bladder! I need to pee."

"Hold it for your exam. Layton, please demonstrate the process to me."

"God damn… OW! Stop it! Owww!" May kicked and squirmed, slapping at Layton's hip and wiggling furiously to escape.

"She's very strong and almost got loose a couple of times," Layton proclaimed, his arm rising and falling in long, powerful sweeps.

"We'll restrain her for most of the examination. I think that's enough for now, thank you. Help her lie back on the bed."

May sniffed loudly as Layton obeyed, and then her eyes widened as Caine pulled out a set of metal stirrups from under the frame. "Hold your legs open and place your feet right here. Wider, Mrs. Marshall. Now scoot all the way to the end of the bed until your bottom is on the edge. More, please." The blush that rose to May's face was clear as day, and Caine felt his cock twitch unexpectedly.

"Very nice. Let your knees fall to the sides. More…" he ordered, placing his warm hands on the insides of both her thighs. When satisfied that she was spread before him to her maximum capacity, he slid a pair of surgical gloves onto his hands, snapping them loudly as he adjusted them.

"Layton, some light please," he said.

The heat of the long-necked examination lamp warmed her skin as Caine gazed between her legs. Using a single finger, he parted the wet, pink lips of her pussy and then gently pulled at her vulva. "We need to shave this area. It's interfering with my vision. Would you care to do so?"

"I'd love to," Layton proclaimed, his voice heavy with lust. "Should I use a safety razor or a straight edge?"

"The straight edge. You get a closer shave."

"No! Seriously, you guys, no!" May's eyes were filled with fear.

Caine leaned over her and placed his hand on her forehead. "You know we aren't going to harm you. Relax."

"No straight razors. Please!" She trembled. "Please! I'm serious!"

"Okay, baby, calm down. We didn't know that this was a trigger. We'll use a safety razor, okay?"

"Okay," she whispered.

He stroked her hair back and kissed her forehead. "Are you all right? Can you go on?"

"Do I have to?"

"If you aren't experiencing an ongoing trigger or feel threatened, yes."

"I need a hug."

Caine smiled, encircled her in his arms and kissed her warmly. "You sure you're okay? Do you want to tell me what happened?"

"It just brought back something stupid and I freaked."

"From when you used to cut? We know about that, baby. I didn't realize the straight razor would trigger such a response. I'm sorry."

"I'm okay now. Thanks," she said, offering him a bright smile.

Caine straightened up, cleared his throat, and resumed his character role. "I apologize for the delay, Layton. Please, continue with your task."

May's sniffling continued as Layton gently cleansed her with warm, soapy water and then lathered her pussy and bottom with shaving cream. He urged her to breathe as the razor scraped softly over her skin until the pink flesh was baby smooth and tingling with desire. When he had finished, he cleaned her off with a hot towel and then patted her dry.

"She's all yours, doctor," he announced, dusting her bottom with edible honey powder.

"Thank you," Caine said, resuming his position between her wildly splayed legs. Sliding his finger over the tender flesh, he gently parted the naked lips of her bare pussy to gaze inside. "Damn, she's beautiful. Look how pink and wet she is. Put on a pair of gloves and hold her open so I can see clearly."

May's legs started to shake when Layton's fingers pressed against her labia and gently spread her before Caine's eyes. Slowly, two gloved fingers were inserted into her slick canal.

"My, my, the patient is certainly well-lubricated. So far, everything seems to be quite healthy. Squeeze, Mrs. Marshall. Try to hold my fingers in with your muscles."

"I can feel her quivering," Layton announced, leaning closer to watch.

"She's spasming. Watch what happens as I touch her." Caine swept her juices to her clit and started to stimulate it. "See the little contractions of her opening sucking at my fingers? I will be able to feel them through her uterus." He used his free hand to press carefully around her abdomen, not missing the tiny moan of protest that he had stopped stimulating her.

"Everything feels normal. Let me take a look inside." He withdrew his fingers from her hot, wet hole and reached for a plastic, large-billed speculum.

"I hate those," May whimpered.

"I'll be gentle," Caine reassured her, stretching the edges of her slit and then easing the folds around the paddles of the device. "It's going inside, nice and slow… it's in. Was that horrible?"

"No," she admitted. "I just feel so exposed."

"That's because you are. I'm going to slowly open the speculum. Tell me if it starts to hurt."

"There! Ow!" She jumped.

"Easy now. I'm pushing it in a little further. Better?"

With tears in her eyes, May nodded. "Please don't hurt me, Caine."

"I would never hurt you anywhere down here. Not only is it a special place for me to play, but I don't ever want you to be afraid of me touching you intimately. Do you trust me?"

"Yes," she whispered. "Of course. Just be you right now, 'kay?"

"All right, no more role playing. Close your eyes and enjoy this. It feels good to be opened so wide, doesn't it?" Caine asked. May bit her lip and slowly nodded before he continued. "Layton? Stimulate her breasts and don't let her touch you. This is all about her right now."

"Me?" she asked.

"Yes, you. I love to watch your body respond to my touch. The way your muscles quiver when I run the tips of my fingers over your skin excites me," he cooed, brushing the soft creases around the perimeter of her spread pussy and then bringing his fingers together at her winking anus. "Then there is this lovely little thing. It's so tiny and delicate, and yet can take so much stretching. Let's see how much."