Chapter Thirty-One
Lowell
Much as he’d done at the beginning of the visit, Doctor Eric started with what seemed like a standard pelvic exam. And once Tamsyn had downed four of the bottles and Eric had determined her bladder was sufficiently full, he’d done the ultrasound.
No signs of endo, which was good, but Eric told them to let him know if her discomfort worsened or if she had new symptoms. Then he gave them some pointers on how to make her comfortable when her cramps were at their worst.
Marni undid the straps that had kept Tamsyn’s head still, then completely removed the gown that had been shifted and rearranged so much that it was basically useless anyhow. She also added wrist cuffs that she clipped to the top of the table and that seemed a good indication that they’d be veering off course into medfet territory once again.
Of course, Tamsyn’s nipples had been clamped and stretched throughout so the pelvic exam and ultrasound probably hadn’t feel very standard to her. Her pupils were blown and there was a thin sheen of sweat at her hairline. She looked gorgeous as hell and helpless bound like that.
He hadn’t been entirely certain that medfet was his thing but after this, he had no doubts. As long as Tamsyn consented, he would sure as hell be bringing her back here again, and perhaps playing doctor at home too. There might be space in the nursery for an exam table. Or maybe they could convert the attic into a little infirmary?
“Now Shannon, I understand that you and your daddies enjoy playing together.”
His little girl blinked and he wondered briefly if she was so far down in subspace she couldn’t send words to breach the surface. He pinched the side of her distended breast to get her attention and after a squeak that made his dick harden further in his pants, she panted, “Yes, Doctor Eric.”
“Very good. I bet it’s very nice to have two daddies who pay so much attention to you and spoil you.”
“Yes, Doctor Eric.”
“What kind of penetrative sex do you engage in when you’re with both of them? More specifically, where do they fuck you with their cocks? It’s of course medically necessary to gather this information, and have it recorded in your chart.”
Tamsyn let out a breathy laugh and her lashes fluttered.
“Um, well…”
“You need to cooperate with Doctor Eric, Shannon. It’s very important. Perhaps you need some encouragement, I know little girls can be shy,” Nurse Marni said. “Lowell, would you be a dear and squeeze Shannon’s breast like this?”
The nurse wrapped her hands around Tamsyn’s tit and applied pressure while pulling which let the tension out of the clamp. He wondered how precisely that was encouragement but he did as he’d been asked.
“And Huxley, the other one?”
His brother also cooperated and there was a sigh of relief from the woman bound on the table. It must be a nice break to not be stretched even if her nipples were still clamped. The respite probably wouldn’t last long.
Indeed, Nurse Marni took the opportunity to twist the ball further. Which meant while there wasn’t any tension now, it would be greater when he and Hux let go. Devious woman. God help any little of hers. If Marni was even a Big. Was this simply a paycheck for her? Or was she purely a fetishist? So many questions, and he certainly didn’t know her well enough to ask.
“You can let go now,” she told him and Hux with a wicked smile that said she knew exactly what she was doing.
When they released Tamsyn’s tits and they were stretched more brutally than before, their babygirl whimpered. The pained sound was music to his ears, as was her panting, chanting, and mewling.
“Ow, Daddy, ow. It hurts. Please, Lolo, please. It hurts so bad.”
He and Hux bent in close and stroked her hair back from her face, and fuck did that pleading look in her eyes make his dick throb with want. If she was up for it, he was going to have her six ways to Sunday when they got home. And if she wasn’t, he’d have to jerk off because there was no way this hard-on was going away without some relief.
“Princess, look at me,” he ordered and she blinked desperate eyes to his. “Do you need to use your safeword? It’s okay if you do, that’s what it’s there for.”
“Mmm,” she whimpered, looking downright conflicted.
Sweet little thing, to try so hard to please her daddies. He really didn’t want to push her too far but they were still learning where her limits were. It really would be fine if this was one of them. He bet her nipples hurt like hell.
“No, Lolo, I don’t need to use my safeword.”
“Alright then,” said Hux. “I know it hurts but you’re going to take this for your daddies. We really like seeing you this way, and it’s so sexy knowing you’ll take this kind of pain for us.”
“Really?”
Strained but hopeful, so lovely. The trust she placed in them was just mind-boggling. And perhaps misplaced. In him, not in Hux. Of course his twin was perfect.