The next morning, we packed up the dry goods for Andrea, then I told Doc I wanted us to go for a walk in the woods. “You go ahead, hon. I’ll read while you and Jessie are gone.”

“Oh, no you don’t. You’re coming with us.”

“I’m not a ‘walk in the woods’ type of guy.”

“Oh, come on, Doc. It will be fun.”

“Not my idea of ‘fun’.”

“Scrooge.”

This wasn’t the way I had planned it, but I put Plan B into action. I went into the bedroom to change my clothes. I took my panties off and put on an old tattered pair of jeans that I’d cut the butt and crotch out of just for this getaway. Next, I put on a heavy sweater that came down over my rump. I put my shoes on and found Doc’s and hid them under the bed before hiding my wooden hair brush in the cupboard in the bathroom. I put it between the towels. Doc wouldn’t go into a cupboard belonging to a strange woman. He had asked me to get a towel and wash cloth out for him the night before.

I went back out to the living room and said to Doc “If you can catch this, you can have it” as I turned around and pulled the sweater up so that he could see my bare bottom. “But good luck finding your shoes.“ I knew there was no way he’d go outside without shoes on. I headed for the door at a run, calling Jessie to come with me. Once outside, I ran around to the back of the cabin and into the woods. I didn’t want Doc to not be able to find me, so I stayed within sight of the cabin. Jessie ran off somewhere after a squirrel.

I figured he would find his shoes fairly quickly. I only wanted to buy myself a couple minutes head start. Sure enough, after a few minutes, I saw him come around the cabin. I waved at him so he’d see me, then I turned around and started running again. I heard the rustle of leaves behind me and knew Doc was following. Good. I’d have been pissed if my little plan hadn’t worked.

I ran a ways further and then downhill to a very small stream. I did not hesitate and ran right through it, the water didn’t even come up to my ankles. Doc would most likely slow down and try to tip toe through it. I kept running and looked over my shoulder. He wasn’t even trying to go across the water, he was heading for a makeshift wooden bridge about a hundred yards or so away. I slowed down a bit so that I wouldn’t lose him, then picked up again when he was crossing the bridge. Fortunately, I knew these woods as I’d walked through them before. Doc didn’t, so I had to make sure I was always in his sight as I didn’t want him to get lost.

I knew where I was headed - an abandoned cabin I’d found on a previous walk - but wasn’t sure if I could get there before Doc caught me. Much as he hates to run, he can run faster than I can. Which is why I needed a head start. I continued on in the direction of the cabin, but I could hear Julian catching up to me. I needed to step it up and run faster, though I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep it up for much longer. If only there was a place to hide for a moment or two to catch my breath. I looked around as I ran. Nothing. Damn.

Doc was getting closer. I was losing stamina and was most likely not going to make it to the cabin. But I had to try. Jessie was still nowhere in sight.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and knew I was caught. Doc grabbed me with both hands and slammed me up against a tree. Not hard, just enough to stop me. We were both out of breath, me more than him. He reached down and pulled my sweater up above my rump and caressed my bottom with his hand, holding on to me with his other hand. “I should spank you for this. With your wooden hairbrush.”

“Do you have it with you?” I knew he didn’t. “No, but it can wait till we get back to the cabin. In the meantime, I can do it with my hand.”

“Go ahead, Doc.”

“Why do I get the impression you’d like that?” He smacked my bottom with his free hand.

“Gee, I don’t know, Doc.”

Another smack. “You like it, don’t you?” I remained silent. He smacked me again and again and again. Fortunately, there were no people around and there probably wouldn’t be. Nobody came out here much beyond September. “Come on, Meredith - admit you like it.” He put his hand down between my legs and felt my wetness.

“I think you have your answer, Doc.”

He turned me around and kissed me. A very long, passionate kiss. Then he put me up against the tree again and held me there with his body. I could hear his zipper being undone. He took me right there in the woods up against a tree. It was HOT!

Afterwards, we fell to the ground, exhausted. Lying there in the leaves, catching my breath, I turned to look at Doc. He was lying on the ground, too. Very out of character for him. I took my phone out of my pocket and snapped a picture. Now, I had bribe material. He wouldn’t want this to get out!

“What are you doing with that picture?”

“Nothing. For now.”

“I ought to spank you for that.”

“Feel free.” Doc laughed.

After we had rested a bit, we got up and made our way back to Andrea’s cabin. I called Jessie a couple times and she finally came running. Inside, I took my wet shoes and socks off. Doc saw and commented “That should earn you a spanking, running through a creek this time of year.”

“I’m not made of sugar, I didn’t melt.”

“No, but you will get a chill. Go put dry socks on and I will put another log on the fire (I had finally taught him how to start one). When you have dry socks on, come and sit by the fire and warm up. Don’t change your pants because you’ll be getting another spanking.”

“Oh?”

“With your hairbrush.”

“I don’t be thinking so, Doc.”

“Where is it?”

“Where is what?”

“Your hairbrush. Don’t be coy.”

“Dunno. I’ve misplaced it.” I went to the bedroom and got a clean, dry pair of socks. I sat on the bed to put them on. Doc followed me in, looking around for my hairbrush.

“Meredith, where is it? The more you stall, the more spanks you’ll get.”

“I told you, Doc - you aren’t spanking me with my brush. Hands only. And if you push it, you won‘t like the consequences. I love you, but I will not allow this.”

I think it hit him how serious I was. He sat down on the bed beside me. “What happened, hon? You enjoy being spanked with my hand, as evidenced by how wet and horny you get. What’s the difference with a brush?”

“Doc, I was spanked a lot as a kid. Sometimes for things that probably didn’t warrant it. It was almost always done with a belt. The brush just reminds me of that. Anything other than a hand is off limits for me.”

“Oh, hon, I’m sorry! Ok, I won’t spank you with anything other than my hand.” He put his arm around me and gave me a hug. By then, I had my socks on. “I do want to take your temperature to make sure that you aren’t getting sick from getting your feet cold and wet. So, keep those assless pants on.”

“Ok, Doc.”

Doc got his bag and took a thermometer out. It looked suspiciously like my large animal veterinary thermometers. “Where did you get that, Doc?”

“From a drawer in that old desk in your tack room. Has it been used?” Doc went to the barn alone??

“No, Doc. Those are new, the one currently in use is on top of the desk in antiseptic solution.”

“Why do you have so many?”

“I drop them on the floor a lot and they break.”

“Today, I’m going to use this one on you.”

“Oooooh, kinky, Doc!”

He blushed. “Ok, hon, lie down on your tummy, please.”

He got out of the way so that I could lie down, then he sat down again and put a glove on his hand. I felt the thermometer go in, it felt good - large animal thermometers are larger than human ones. “Is it 3 minutes for these, too?” Doc asked.

“Yes.” I was almost tempted to say 4.

While we waited for it to register, Doc slipped his left hand between my legs. “I need to check you, for medical purposes, hon. My, oh my, Ms Hottie - you sure are wet!”

“Is there a cure for that, Doc?”

“No cure, but there is a treatment. It has to be applied repeatedly over time.”

“For how long?”

“For the rest of your life. I promise you, it won‘t hurt.” He took the thermometer out and read it. “37.1, hon. Your normal is 36.”

“It can fluctuate during the day, can’t it?”

“Yes, but to be on the safe side, I think I will give you a Tylenol suppository.” He got one out of his bag and took it out of it’s packaging. After putting a bit of lubricant on it, he said “Spread your legs a bit for me, hon.” Doc inserted the suppository and pushed it farther in than he usually did. He took a baggie out of his medical bag and showed it to me. Inside was a small stainless steel butt plug with a pink heart on the end. “I’m going to put this in now”, he said. It will make sure the suppository stays in. Have you ever used a plug before?”

“No, Doc.”

“I think you will like it.” Doc put some lube on the plug and slowly pushed it into me. It felt different, but didn’t hurt. “It might take some time getting used to, hon. We’ll just leave it in for a couple hours, then longer each time. He took his glove off and said “I’m going to go wash my hands, don’t move.”

When he came back, Doc asked how it felt. “Different.” I said. “Kinda neat, though. I keep wanting to clench my sphincter.”

“That’s okay, go ahead and do that as often as you want. I need to check you for wetness again, hon. Oh, sweetie, you are even wetter than you were before. I think I need to administer the treatment.”

“Whatever you think is best, Doctor.”

“I wish you were this compliant with everything I recommend.”

“Haha, Doc.”

Doc got out of his pants and lay down on the bed. I turned onto my side so I could give him a kiss. He pulled my sweater up over my head and unhooked my bra. I unbuttoned his shirt and helped him out of it. “Keep your pants on, hon. You look so hot in them with the behind cut out.”

When we were both ready, I lay on my stomach again and he put a pillow under me, then took me from behind. It was just as hot as being outside up against a tree.

Later, we got up and dressed, then had lunch. We’d decided to stay until Sunday, I had called Karen and everything was fine on the farm.

My cyst, which had been so good lately, was flaring. I didn’t want Doc to find out, so I tried to act normal and when I had a chance, I took a couple pain pills. “Why didn’t you tell me you’re in pain, Meredith?” he asked after I swallowed them with a drink of water.

“Geez, Doc, don’t scare me like that! I didn’t hear you sneak up behind me.”

“That’s the idea of sneaking, hon. Now, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to ruin our weekend.”

“Meredith, I want to know when you are in pain. Don’t hide it from me. What number?”

“5”

“Bullshit. You wouldn’t take pills at 5. It’s at least 7.”

“Fine, then it’s 7. Now, let’s play Scrabble.” We had brought the Scrabble game with us, so Doc set it up. Three games and he won them all. I was getting better, though - my score was climbing.

“How’s the pain?” he asked as he put the game away.

“Much better.”

“How much better? Number?”

“2”

“Good. No more running through the woods, ok?” I rolled my eyes.

We spent the evening like we had the evening before, in front of the fire. I played my guitar for a bit. “I love hearing you play and sing. You should do it more.”

“My singing is not that good.”

“Yes, it is, hon. You need to stop being so hard on yourself.”

Sunday morning, I woke up with minimal pain. Doc wanted to come with me for the walk in the woods with Jessie. “Wear the same pants you wore yesterday, Meredith.” When I had them on, he insisted on putting the butt plug back in. He had taken it out after a couple hours the day before. I have to admit, there was something exciting about knowing my ass was bare (under my sweater) with a plug in it while Doc and I were walking hand in hand through the woods. Like the day before, he put me up against a tree and well, you get the idea….

After lunch, we packed up Andrea’s frozen goods, and got ready to leave. Neither one of us wanted to go. I was surprised at Doc wishing we could stay. “I loved having so much time with you, hon, without any interruptions. We should go away for a weekend on a regular basis.”

“Sounds good to me, honey.”