Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Like Franny…” Mindy mumbled.
Tricia chuckled. “Is that what you call Francesca in your head, Baby girl?”
Mindy gasped. She hadn’t realized she’d let that slip. “Yes, Ma’am,” she whispered.
“I can’t blame you. She was pretty mean to you on lots of occasions. I’ll never breathe a word.” Tricia patted Mindy’s bottom one more time before releasing her hands and helping her stand.
Mindy was wobbly on her feet as she tried to get her bearings.
Tricia steadied her with her hands on her hips. “You did well for your first spanking, Baby girl. How do you feel?”
“Weird.” Her private parts were still throbbing.
Tricia smiled. “That’s normal. You’ll get used to it. The next time you get spanked, you’ll have a better idea what to expect.”
Mindy shuddered. “I’ll be a good girl. I don’t want to get spanked again.”
Tricia patted her hip. “No one is perfect. Little girls get spanked sometimes. Look at me.”
Mindy lifted her gaze to meet Tricia’s.
“Did you obey my orders and keep your naughty fingers away from your pussy?”
Heat rushed up Mindy’s cheeks at the suggestion. She shifted her feet back and forth as more wetness leaked from her. “Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good girl. You won’t be allowed to play with your sweet pussy at The Center. If you’re caught touching yourself, someone will spank you. If you think a spanking to your bottom hurts, wait until you earn a spanking to your swollen little clit.”
Mindy gasped, her private parts clenching hard. She never ever wanted to experience that. “I won’t touch myself, Ma’am.” She shuddered yet again at the thought. Would someone really swat her between the legs? She couldn’t imagine how bad that would hurt.
Or maybe it would also feel good. That would be humiliating.
Tricia slid her hands up under Mindy’s T-shirt, cupped her breasts, and flicked her nipples.
Mindy jumped as every nerve ending between her legs took attention from the small swipe of Tricia’s thumbs.
“Your titties are sensitive too. Regression is going to affect you stronger when we arrive. I’ll warn Dr. Farwell to keep an eye on you. As your sexual awareness increases, you need to remember to keep your naughty fingers away from your nipples too. There will always be a camera on you, Baby girl. Think twice before you invite a doctor or nurse to come into your room and swat your nipples.”
Tricia’s warning made Mindy feel light headed. As the woman eased her hands out from under Mindy’s shirt, the cotton rubbed against her hard nipples, causing her to focus on Tricia’s words.
Everything was about to change in her world, and she was excited but so very stressed at the same time. Cameras? She fought a shiver as she imagined someone restraining her so they could spank her breasts.
She’d seen women get their private parts spanked at the club. It had always secretly titillated her. She’d barely let herself acknowledge the feeling though. Usually the Dom used a crop to tease and torment his submissive, raining swats down all around her breasts and thighs before making direct contact with her nipples and private parts.
She squeezed her eyes closed as she pictured the subs she’d witnessed, the way they’d moaned and begged and arched. Maybe they hadn’t been trying to escape. Maybe they’d wanted more.
Tricia suddenly lifted Mindy’s T-shirt over her head and set it on the bed, leaving her chilled and naked. She turned her around and pointed across the room. “Go stand in the corner, Baby girl. I want you to take some time to think and let your arousal subside. I’ll tell you when your timeout is over, and then we’ll head for The Center.”
Chapter Six
Mindy felt completely out of her body as the morning progressed. She couldn’t believe everything that was happening as Tricia ushered her through the following events.
She let Mindy wear panties under her leggings, but didn’t give her a bra, leaving her in a thin T-shirt for the walk out of the building and the drive to The Nurturing Center.
Mindy was shaking as she met Dr. Farwell and parted from Tricia to spend some time in his office. She had to force herself to listen intently to him while he explained everything she’d already known.
In no time at all, she signed the paperwork, turning her life over to the care of Dr. Farwell and his staff. Before she knew it, she was guided down a white sterile hallway into an exam room.
Two men greeted her with smiles. The first introduced himself as Dr. Jones. The other introduced himself as Nurse Theo.
Mindy looked over her shoulder. She hadn’t seen Tricia since she’d headed to Dr. Farwell’s office. She wished the woman were with her because she was the only person she knew in this strange new world.
“Welcome to the Nurturing Center,” Dr. Jones said. He guided her to the center of the room and sat on a rolling stool. “We’re going to do a full medical exam this morning. After that, we’ll get you fed and settled in your own nursery. You’ll need a long nap.”