He comes back in a few minutes later. I watch him fill the two syringes up with medicine. They look huge. I really don’t want them. I think I’m going to panic. He looks at me, and I think he can read my mind. “I know these are a little intimidating, and I wish I could say they weren’t going to hurt, but even though I’ll be as gentle as I possibly can, they’re not going to feel too good. I’ve got to get you feeling better though, and this is the quickest way to do that. Would you be more comfortable laying down, or standing up leaning over the table?” “Umm… I don’t know. What do you think would be best?” “Probably… you laying down.” “Ok, then that’s how I want it.” “Ok, babe, turn over.” I do, and he walks over and opens the back of my gown. I feel him wipe one side with antiseptic. “Alright darling, are you ready?” Even though I’m really not, I nod my head. “Take a deep breath in, and let it out slowly.” I do as he says, and when I breathe out I feel the needle go in. I don’t think I’ve ever had a shot that hurt that bad. “Owwww! Take it out, take it out, take it out. Please Travis!” I scream and cry into the little pillow on the table. My hands are gripping the table. Every time I thought he was finished he’d push a little more of the medicine into me. It felt like my whole cheek was impaled and on fire. “I know babe. I’m sorry. I’m almost finished, try to hang in there a few more seconds. I know it hurts, Darling.” It took less than 15 seconds, but it felt a whole lot longer. I couldn’t help but scream and cry the whole time. I know Travis tried to comfort me with his soothing words, but I was in too much pain to even care. When he was finally done he put a band-aid on it, and rubbed my back, trying to soothe me. I just kept crying. I wasn’t paying any attention when he picked up the second needle. I felt him wiping the other cheek. I couldn’t help it, I started to panic. I started kicking and screaming. “NO!!!! No, please, Travis, please! I don’t want the other one, please!” He held me on the table with one of his arms on my back. “Nicole! Stop! This one won’t be as bad I promise.” He pretty much had me pinned down. I kept screaming and throwing a fit. I finally felt the sting as the second needle went in. I screamed even louder. I think it was more of the shock then anything, because he was right, this one wasn’t nearly as bad as the first one. I still couldn’t help but sob into the pillow. This one only took a few seconds to give me. After he put a band-aid on it too, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me out of the exam room to one of his leather sofas. He sat there rocking me and stroking my hair back. “Shhh, it’s ok Nicole. It’s alright, baby. It’s over. I’m sorry I had to do that to you. I’m sorry babe. It’ll be ok now.” I just let him hold me. I was all cried out. My bottom still felt like it was on fire. After a few minutes he got up and laid me on the sofa. “I’ll be right back babe.” A few minutes later he came back with a movie and put it on. It was one of my favorite movies. I thought he was going to watch it with me, but he walked back into the exam room. I was so engrossed in the movie, that I wasn’t paying any attention when he came back out. I felt him sit down next to me and grab my arm. I look over at him, and see that he’s holding an IV. I forgot about it. “Just keep watching the movie babe. This won’t be that bad, just a little stick.” He was right, it wasn’t that bad. I barely felt the needle. It was just enough discomfort to make me wince a little. I stayed hooked up to the IV for another hour or so, and he finally took it out. He brought my clothes over to me, and helped me get dressed. The rest of the night we watched movies until we fell asleep. I woke up the next morning feeling so much better. I didn’t really even feel sick anymore. Even though the shot hurt like hell, it really seemed to do the trick. My bottom was still really sore, though. Later that day he took me on a tour of his house, and then took me home. “Thank you for taking care of me the last few days.” “You’re welcome. I’m just glad you’re finally feeling better. Do you want to come back over in a few days? No exam or shots this time, I promise.” “Yeah, I’d like that.” Just like we planned, I went back to his house a few days later. My butt was still a little touchy, but not really that bad anymore, which was a good thing, because if I knew what he had in store for me, I probably wouldn’t have showed up, even though I really did deserve it for the way I behaved. I showed up at his house and knocked on the door. “Hey, babe! Come on in.” He smiled and greeted me, as I walked in the door. He went and got us a couple of drinks and we went and sat on the couch, and cuddled. We mostly talked about our day and got caught up. We talked about everything and nothing. I don’t remember exactly what lead to it, but we started kissing, and of course the kissing soon turned to more. Right when I was fixing to take off his shirt, he stopped me. “What’s wrong? Why did you make me stop?” “Don’t worry we’ll continue in a little bit.” He stood up, straightened up his clothes, and held his hand out to me. I took it and he pulled me up to my feet, and started leading me to the stairs. “Where are we going?” “To my room.” I followed him up there, and he had me take a seat on the bed. He sat next to me, and I started kissing him, but after a few seconds he stopped me again. “Hold on Nicole, this isn’t why I brought you up here. Not yet any way.” “Then why am I in your room.” “Nicole, you remember when we had the little talk about your health, and not fighting me or doubting my decisions? That if you did, you would be punished?” “Yeah, and after we had that talk, I did good, and let you do whatever you needed to, except for the shot, and that shouldn’t count, because I was in pain and didn’t know what I was doing.” “Well, with the swab test it took me threatening you and actually leaning toward you fixing to spank you, before you cooperated. You cooperated on the finger stick, only after we had to have another talk. I’m not counting the shots because you did cooperate until you were in pain. Unfortunately I’m still going to punish you for the swab and finger stick.” “But I thought we came to an understanding after the finger stick. I’m not going to throw a fit or anything anymore, so why do I still have to be punished.” “Because before that you still acted like a baby, and the only reason why I didn’t still whip you after you opened your mouth for the swab test, is because you were sick. You still need to be punished for it.” “This is ridiculous! I’m not a little baby.” “No, but you were acting like one then, and you’re acting like one now. Nicole, don’t make this any harder than it has to be. Let’s get your punishment over with and then we can continue were we left off. I want you to stand up in front of me and strip.” “Seriously!?!” “Nicole, please don’t argue, just do it, ok?” I stare at him a second more, but stand up and slowly start to strip. I hate to admit it, but I was starting to get wet, what’s wrong with me? Once I was naked he said, “You look beautiful babe. Now, come over here and lay across my lap.” I hesitated a second, then did what he said. Laying like this put my butt in perfect position for him, it was all a little humiliating. “Alright, Nicole. You’re going to get ten swats. That’s five for each procedure you whined about. Next time you’ll get six for each procedure, and so forth. Do you understand?” “Yes, sir.” I felt his hand come down hard on my butt. I jumped, and then felt another one, I was a little more prepared for that one, but it still stung. I tried to take my punishment like a good girl, but half way through they really started to hurt. The fact that I was still a little sore from my shots didn’t help anything either. At seven I started to squirm. I was afraid I was going to be punished extra for it, but I still couldn’t help it. “It’s ok, Nicole, I don’t mind if you move some, as long as you’re not trying to get away from your punishment, it’s allowed. It’s like any uncomfortable procedure, I don’t mind if you cry, scream, or whatever, as long as you take it, you can handle it however you need to.” The whole time he was talking he was rubbing my bottom. After he finished though, he gave me my last three licks. When he finished, he started rubbing me again. I have to admit it did feel kind of good. I couldn’t help but moan. “Does that feel good?” “You rubbing it does, but the actual spanking didn’t.” “I know, babe, I’m sorry, but you brought it on yourself.” I felt his hand go more between my legs. “Hmm, I think you’re actually wet from this. I’m curious babe, after you were sick, did you replay back that exam like you did the other one?” “Yes.” “Did it make you wet like you are now?” I felt my face heating up, “Yes.” “I bet I know which part makes you the most wet when you look back on it.” He was still rubbing me, and I spread my legs more, to give him more access. “I bet it was the temperature taking, and even the suppository, wasn’t it?” Oh God, how did he know. “Yes.” He reached over and got something beside him. I felt him part my cheeks like he did when he was taking my temperature. I felt the coldness of the lube, and then I felt his finger pressing back there. “What are you doing?” “I’m making you feel good. You know you like it.” “No, I don’t. It feels funny, and hurts a little.” “I know it does, but you still like it.” He was right, I did like it. I felt his finger go in more and more. The burning continued, but I loved the feel of it. I started moaning more and more, and he put his finger all the way in, and pulled it back out. I felt empty without it and I wanted more. I guess I made an aggravated groan, because I heard him chuckle. “Don’t worry, babe, I ain’t finished.” “I want more.” “This is plenty for right now, lets get you used to one, and then we’ll move on to more.” It wasn’t long before he was naked with me, and I straddled him and inserted him inside me. When I would come down on him, he would push his finger into my backside. I loved the feel of it. I think it was the best sex I’ve ever had. When we were finished we laid there completely satisfied. I guess after all the time we had spent together that week, we just got used to each other’s company. Soon we were pretty much inseparable. It was a couple of months after that when I had to have a pretty scary procedure done.