Last Injections: Dermatology

Laura checks the time in her watch once more and speeds up. "I am already 5 minutes late... How can I be so forgetful..." thinks while walking fast, almost running, towards the medical centre. She had been absent-minded, living in what she calls "Laura's Fantasy World" . The phone had rung just ten minutes ago and thanks to it she had been aware of the time, she had emptied half flask of cologne over all her body. She had to dress up in a hurry, without time to choose, putting on the first clothes she saw in her wardrobe, a blue skirt and a pink t-shirt with a legend written on in black letters, just over her breasts, "What are you looking at?" .

"Why me? If I had had more time... that t-shirt with that legend on... and the lingerie... that semi-transparent lilac knickers which leave nothing to the imagination." Our protagonist regretted while walking.

Meanwhile, in the injection's room, Paul looks at the computer's clock...

"I have to go."

"There is still a patient in the list... Ms Park, Laura". Clara informs him.

"I know. But I have to go. Can you stay here ten minutes more?... If she finally came you could attend her."

"Right, I'll wait for her a quarter of an hour more."

"Think that will be more than enough... If you... well, In case you have to consult something there is a doctor in the next room, her name's Catherine, she is a dermatologist."

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Five minutes later, someone knocks on the door.

"It's open, come in!" Clara speaks up.

"I... I am Laura... I am late... sorry, I didn't realise what time it was just when I looked at the clock I... " Laura begins to say breathless.

"That's right. Just sit down and relax... Do you have your prescription?... "

"Here you are." Laura says while handing it over.

"Good, let me see... Are you a new patient, aren't you?"

"Yes, madam."

"You can call me Clara."

"Ok... Clara, nice name, you can call me Laura..."

"Well, nice to meet you Laura... a new one then... well, you have to answer some questions..."

Three minutes later, the data was in the computer.

"One injection in the bottom then. I'll go to prepare it."

While the nurse prepares the medicine, Laura's waiting for it without knowing very well what to do. Finally, she decides to remove her skirt and lowers her panties a little bit to show the top right buttock where the nurse goes to inject her in few seconds. Clara places herself behind Laura's backside and rubs the exposed buttock with a wet piece of cotton, the smell of the alcohol floods the room. Laura reminds bravely standing up, "to preserve the dignity" as she always says. For her, this is a punishment, she has been waiting for this moment for a long time, like a spy in a dark cell who is going to be interrogated. "I wouldn't say anything, I'll endure the punishment without complaining, like an authentic heroine" .

An instant later, the needle pierces her flesh and the liquid begins to fluid towards her body. Laura clenches her teeth and remains as still as an statue while the stinging feeling spreading all over her buttock.

"Well done! You are an excellent patient." Clara says after extracting the injection.

"Can I ask you a professional question? I mean, it's nothing to be with injections but maybe you can help me..." Laura says.

"Go ahead."

"I think I have a pimple or something like that, but, I don't know how I can treat it. Can you give me your opinion?"

"Well, I am not a doctor, but, I can have a look and give you and opinion if you want. Where is the famous pimple or whatever?"

"In my backside." Clara says lowering her panties bellow her knees.

The entire sweaty bare bottom is on display now.

"It's just above the thighs, the lower bottom, a little bit inside the crack." Laura adds reddening slightly.

Clara squats down behind Laura's bottom and the patient spreads apart her left buttock showing off the place where the annoying thing is.

"I see... a couple of pimples with pus."

"They itch quite a lot... I just couldn't help scratched the area this morning... I know I should haven't scratched it... but sometimes, you know, you cannot avoid it... they itch and you act unconsciously."

"Yes, I understand... I'm going to ask a doctor if she can come and have a look at the pimples... she is a dermatologist. Go to the stretcher and sit down, I'll be back in five minutes."

Laura pulls up her panties and walks towards the stretcher. The possibility of showing off her ass in front of a new woman who are going to explore her most private parts is frightening and exciting.

"How are you Laura? This is Ms Catherine Picket. "

Ms Picket is a tall woman in her early forties, she is wearing tight black leather trousers, which mark her large flat bottom, and a tight striped unbuttoned low neck blouse.

"Hello Laura. Clara told me about the problem, course, I'm going to examine the pimples, but first I'd like to carry out a superficial skin exam. Please, stand up and remove your t-shirt and bra."

The dermatologist examines Laura's back and then her stomach and breasts in detail, particularly her breasts.

"Just two or three spots and a couple of moles, all of them quite normal and inoffensive from the medical point of view..."

Laura and Clara take out a pair of sterile latex gloves each from a box and put them on.

"Now, please, kneel on the stretcher, lower your panties till the knees and bend over forward placing your head between your arms..."

Laura adopts the required position. Her breasts are hanging and her face is reddening because the position and the embarrassing situation.

Ms Picket places herself behind the exposed open bare bottom.

"Clara, could you spread apart the buttocks and show me where the pimples are?"

Clara spreads apart Laura's left buttock exposing the pimples and, without looking for it, the brown anus. The dermatologist examines the awful spots carefully and decides that the pus has to be extracted.

"Cotton and alcohol please. "

Clara releases Laura's bottom to collect the required material.

"That's it, Now Laura, you must remain as still as you can... this can be painful but it's absolutely necessary to remove the pus... be still, or... I'll have not alternative but giving you a good spanking..."

"This sadistic woman is going to hurt me... but I'll endure it with dignity... the secret is safe with me..."

Shortly after, Ms Catherine's thumbs press the base of the pimples and Laura can't help moaning, the yellowish pus sprouts out.

After cleaning the zone with the cotton, the dermatologist applies an ointment rubbing vigorously on the affected zone.

"It's over. You can dress yourself." Ms Picket says.

"There is no spanking then?" Laura replies ironically.

"No, at least not for today, you have been a good girl..." .

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Clara checks her watch, it's time to go. She removes her white coat and picks up the keys, in the empty room just remain the noise of the silence and a fainted smell of alcohol. The student gives a last glance, smiles and locks the door behind her.

The End