The Governess' Examination (3 page)

Virginia moved her arms as he directed, spreading her elbows apart when he told her to. Her chest was thrust further forward and she was briefly aware of how wantonly displayed she was, though it hardly seemed to matter through the urgency of her arousal. With his free hand he reached for her nipple and Virginia found herself moving imperceptibly forward.

“This will pinch,” he warned, and then he slipped one of the devices over the nipple he was holding. Virginia was surprised to feel that while it pinched the pain wasn’t too bad. But then Dr. Talbot reached down and adjusted it tighter so she was hit with a much sharper sting. She clutched her fingers to the back of her neck to prevent herself from reaching down but made no sound beyond a low hiss.

“Very good, Ginnie.”

He took her other nipple between his fingers and rolled it back and forth a couple of times.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

She nodded readily; the waiting was excruciating. But the pain didn’t come, instead he stroked her nipple a little more gently. The pain on her other side had begun to fade a bit, though it still stung terribly. He waited, looking down at her tormented face, enjoying her fearful anticipation.

“Poor dear. This must be hard for you.”

Virginia felt herself relaxing a touch and wondered for a moment if he might have changed his mind about the necessity of this. At the same time his finger on her unclamped nipple had grown quite light and teasing. She could use just a bit more pressure there and had unconsciously started rocking forward a bit to try and make more contact.

He slipped the second clamp on and she moaned lightly. It almost felt nice after the wait. “Maybe you don’t need to tighten it,” she said quietly, even as he was already adjusting it.

With both of them tightened, she longed to reach down and remove them, or do something to alleviate the pain. But even more she longed to reach down further, to her throbbing quim. He stepped beside her and placed a hand on the small of her back while the other traced lazily across her front, slowly moving lower and lower. She moaned and raised her hips when he finally made contact with her sex. The thrill that radiated out from her core more than made up for the increased pain she felt in her nipples when she moved, causing her breasts to sway.

Through half-lidded eyes she saw Julia move in front of her to get a better view. Virginia cringed and hunched her shoulders slightly, as if that would hide anything while she stood with her legs and arms spread widely. Dr. Talbot tapped her on her upper back, letting her know he had noticed her movement and Virginia straightened, pushing her chest forward. She hated that Julia was openly watching her like this, but she didn’t dare do anything that would cause Dr. Talbot to stop.

She was sopping wet after all the teasing and when he pushed a finger against her glistening entrance, it slid in easily. He stroked it in and out and then joined it with another, causing Virginia to moan again and rock her hips forward. She began moving along with him, the pain from her breasts mingling with the bliss she was experiencing.

While his fingers worked in and out of her virgin hole, Dr. Talbot’s thumb slid up along her womanhood, sometimes running over the little pearl at the top and making Virginia buck onto his fingers harder. The doctor moved behind her, still pumping in and out and brought his free hand up to her chest, first releasing one clamp, and then the other. Virginia’s eyes sprang open and she cried out in pain as the blood rushed back. But again the pain mixed in with the pleasure and was joined by the fresh wave of humiliation that gripped her as her eyes met Julia’s.

It was all too much and she arched into Dr. Talbot’s fingers. Her legs tightened and trembled as her climax burst through her. It felt as though a wash of heat were spilling over her limbs and her hands moved from behind her neck to clutch at Dr. Talbot’s arms. She was moaning loudly, her sex spasming around his fingers, and might have toppled over if he hadn’t been holding her up.

When she finally went limp Dr. Talbot cooed in her ear that she was a good girl and had done very well. Then he brought his fingers up from her quim and held them in front of her mouth.

“Open up, my good girl, and clean them.”

Virginia twisted her head back but couldn’t quite see his face.

“What?” she asked incredulously.

“It’s only tasting yourself,” he said, “what could be untoward in that?”

She still stared in shock at the hand hovering right by her mouth. Perhaps nobody had specifically told her that tasting her own juices was wrong, but she certainly felt that it must be.

“Miss Ashby,” he said, and she cringed in consternation at the tone of his voice. He appeared to be quite serious that she open her mouth, though she could hardly imagine what medical necessity this had. He watched over her shoulder as her lips parted minutely and marveled at how far she had come. After enjoying a moment’s triumph he slipped his two fingers in.

“Suck on them, Virginia.”

She suckled lightly while he watched with rapt attention. The cream that coated his fingers had a strange, musky taste, both sweet and sour at the same time. She ran her tongue along them carefully, at first hoping he would remove them quickly but soon accepting that wasn’t likely.

Dr. Talbot stared at her hotly, imagining it was his cock that she was timidly exploring with her mouth. But he knew he needed to move slowly and carefully lest she rebel and confess everything to her aunt. He consoled himself by pushing his fingers deeper and deeper into her mouth, pressing them roughly along her tongue and sending them deep enough for her to gag once or twice.

“Splendid, splendid. Now we’ll get you washed up.”

Virginia nodded vaguely. The afterglow of her orgasm was fading and she would be more than happy to get dressed and go upstairs to wash. As the seconds ticked by and she got further from her orgasm, Virginia became more and more aware of how she had debased herself in front of him and Julia. However instead of being handed back her clothing, she saw Julia approach with a washbasin and set it on the floor next to the desk. Dr. Talbot gestured towards the desk and Virginia shook her head urgently.

“I’ll go upstairs to wash, surely…I don’t need…”

“Don’t worry my dear, Julia will make sure you’re nice and clean.”

She felt that this was the too mortifying to allow. She argued against the necessity but Dr. Talbot silenced her, “Hygiene is most important and must always be attended to.”

“I can wash myself though.”

“Come Virginia,” he said, guiding her towards the desk, “let’s stop with arguing every little point. Bend forward and place your forearms on the desk.”

She only yielded when be began pushing on her back. When her elbows hit the surface he stopped applying pressure, but kept his hand in the middle of her back. Virginia stared straight ahead, vexed with herself for obeying him but at a loss for what else she might do.

She heard Julia rustling behind her and then felt the warm, wet cloth run up between her thighs.

“Spread your legs so Julia can reach properly.”

Virginia was trying to bring herself to do so when she felt a resounding smack on her bottom. She cried out at the stinging pain and looked up, but Dr. Talbot’s face held no mercy. When she still didn’t move he smacked her again, this time on the other cheek. She shuffled her legs apart a few inches.

“Wider, Virginia.”

She felt slighter slaps but this time on her thighs. Despite being lighter they stung more than the spanks on her bottom, causing her to wriggle and rock forward on her toes even as she obeyed his order. With a rush of consternation she realized that Julia must have delivered those last two slaps. It was bad enough being smacked like a child, but for a trusted servant she had grown up with to do so was doubly distressing.

Tears pricked her eyes as she felt the cloth return between her legs. Julia’s hands were gentle but thorough, and if she had been able to forget her extreme mortification for a bit Virginia might have enjoyed Julia’s attentions.

“Well done Ginnie, now the only thing left is to take your temperature. Stay as you are.” Virginia had no idea why he wanted her bent over for this part but she was too fatigued to argue. In truth being washed by Julia had been soothing, although the chagrin she felt at being forced to allow it and then enjoying it disquieted her greatly.

Taking a small bottle of oil from his bag he poured a few drops over his first two fingers. Then he brought his finger to her bottom and stroked across her crinkled opening. Virginia jolted forward and began to stand upright but Dr. Talbot’s hand was soon pressing on her back again. When she didn’t yield to his downward pressure he began spanking her, even harder than he had before. For a moment she didn’t move, loath to push her bottom closer to her attacker, but then she submitted, thinking of how every other struggle against the doctor had ended.

Dr. Talbot didn’t stop spanking her right away, both because of the enjoyment it brought him and because he suspected she would need a bit more encouragement to hold her position in a moment.

“Ow! Please, I’ll stay still!” she cried out, trying her hardest to keep that promise as Dr. Talbot continued. As the pain of the swats increased, Virginia thought less and less about the embarrassment of displaying herself so Dr. Talbot could touch her so intimately. She couldn’t stop her hips from flinching forward whenever he drew back his hand, but she kept her feet in place and stayed bent over.

Satisfied that she would be more cooperative, Dr. Talbot ceased his spanking. He re-oiled his fingers and smiled when Virginia merely trembled the next time he touched her back passage. He circled it a few times and then began working one finger inside.

“Oooo! Oh, stop!” Virginia pleaded when she felt him pressing her open, but she held herself relatively still. Her faced became even more flushed and she shook with embarrassment at what was happening. It hurt, though not more than the spanks had, but her real distress stemmed from how strange and wrong it felt.

“Quiet down Miss Ashby,” Dr. Talbot admonished, although he was actually quite pleased she hadn’t moved this time. “We need to ready you to take the thermometer.”

Virginia didn’t plead with him any further but she couldn’t help letting out small moans as his intruding digit continued pushing inward. She had stopped trying to figure out why any part of this exam was happening, and though it had brought her much bliss earlier she heartily wished it over right now.

This was Dr. Talbot’s favorite part of his examinations. Nothing compared to watching a young girl squirm in discomfort as he invaded her backside for the first time. He had been a little worried about carrying the examination out here, away from the restraints available in his office. Most other girls needed to be strapped down for this portion, but despite her protests and reluctance at every step Virginia had submitted fully to each one in the end. Even better she had become easily aroused and he knew she would be again quite soon.

He glanced to Julia and said, “Check her response.” Julia stood on the other side of Virginia’s bent body and reached down. “Very wet,” she said, running her fingers along Virginia’s slit. Virginia whimpered at this second violation.

“Perhaps you could make this easier on her while I continue,” he said. Julia knelt down and licked her lips involuntarily as she eyed Virginia’s quim up close. Its bright pink inner lips peeked out of her dark blond curls, smooth and shiny.

Virginia discovered when she next opened her eyes that she could see Julia’s face clearly now. Her aunt’s maid was touching her softly but watching Virginia’s face with interest. The two women made eye contact and Virginia flushed as she felt the same thrill growing between her legs as she had when Dr. Talbot had touched her there. She moaned in mortification and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the sensations overtaking her.

It was hopeless though, especially as Dr. Talbot started working in a second finger. She had begun to adjust to the feeling of being penetrated there but this second finger brought back all of her original discomfort, made both better and worse by being mingled with enjoyment Julia was bringing her.

Dr. Talbot was working into her more forcefully, sometimes twisting his fingers in a semicircle, and Virginia tried not to clench down on him when he did so, having discovered how that made his movements more painful. Instead she undulated her hips as much as she dared, trying to minimize the sensations. But Julia’s adept fingers were doing their work and as alien as it felt having her bottom penetrated Virginia couldn’t deny she was becoming more and more aroused. When his fingers were removed she sighed softly, unsure if it was in relief or frustration.

Although most of her mind was occupied by the pleasure Julia was giving her, she waited for the thermometer in fear. If it had taken that much preparation, it must be huge. So she was quite surprised when she felt it slide in easily, cool and thin. It wasn’t anywhere near the thickness of one finger, much less two.

She relaxed then and gave herself over to Julia’s ministrations. Her fingers circled her clit and rubbed up and down her slit but never penetrated her as Dr. Talbot’s had, though Virginia was starting to wish she would. She welcomed it when Dr. Talbot began moving the thermometer, twirling it and drawing it in and out.

However Virginia soon found that, even rocking back and forth to meet it, the thermometer provided barely any stimulation at all. Its smooth walls were useless and no matter how much she strained her legs apart Julia didn’t seem inclined to enter her needful quim. When Dr. Talbot withdrew the thermometer she let out a quiet cry of disappointment and increased the pace of her own movements. Her hips worked back and forth as if being ridden by an invisible lover. Both watchers took a moment to enjoy the sight of her round buttocks churning up and down.

“That’s a good girl,” Dr. Talbot said, “we’re done now,” despite the fact that Julia hadn’t removed her fingers.

“Nooo,” Virginia whispered breathlessly. She could feel how close she was to another climax, if only Julia would pick up her pace a bit or if she had something to rub herself against.