Over the next few days, I complied with my agreement - I stayed off my feet except to transfer to and from the wheelchair and to go to the bathroom. With each passing day, the pain lessened. Soon, it was pretty much gone and I was itching to get out of the house. It was Monday morning and I only had 5 more days until the stitches came out of my foot. As Doc and I were having breakfast, I broached the subject. “Doc, I’d like to go to the barn today.”

“How do you propose to do that without walking on either foot?”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” He gave me a look that said ‘This ought to be interesting‘. “I can ride the ATV to the barn. I just need to get to it.”

“You cannot get to it without walking down the steps.”

“I know.”

“Then I guess you can’t do it.”

I sighed. “I can do it if I walk down the stairs.” He glared at me. “Come on, Doc, I’ve been good since last Tuesday. The pain in that foot is gone.” He kept glaring. I hate it when he does that. “Doc, you yourself said and I quote ‘Just as long as you spend 99% of the time off of both feet.’”

“You remembered that word for word?”

“Yes, I did. And walking down the back steps isn‘t going to put me below 99%.”

“Your ATV is in the garage.”

“I’ll get Karen to bring it to the back steps.”

“You are bound and determined to get out of the house, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I’ve been going out of my mind with boredom. Tell me you wouldn’t be bored in my situation.”

“I wouldn’t be. I would use the time to catch up on my reading.”

“Catch up? You read all the time, Doc. You know I can only read so much.”

“I know. I wish you’d read more. Expand your horizons. Didn’t you once tell me to do that about music?”

“I probably did.”

“No ‘probably’ about it. You did.”

“I’ve been reading too much lately, Doc. I need out of here.”

“I’m off at noon today, hon. I can take you for a drive, maybe go to that park you like so much. We’ll take the chair with us and I‘ll push you along the pathway by the lake.”

“Doc, that would be great!”

“There’s a catch, Meredith. You have to stay inside until I get home.”

“Okay.”

“Well, that was easy.”

“Do you want me to pack a picnic lunch?”

“No. I don’t want you cooking. I’ll call Rick and get him to put something together for me to pick up on the way home. Do you have a picnic basket?”

“Yes, I think it’s in the pantry on the shelf above the freezer.”

“I will get it when I get home. You are not to get it down. Understood?” I rolled my eyes. “I saw that, Meredith!”

“I meant for you to see it. If I hadn‘t, I‘d have done it behind your back.”

“I would still have seen it.”

“I believe that.”

He got up from the table and gave me a kiss before clearing it. “I will do these dishes later, I need to get going or I’ll be late for work. Do you want me to help you get back into bed before I leave?”

“No, Doc. I’m staying up.”

“What are you planning on doing?”

“I haven’t decided. Maybe send Karen home and muck out the stalls.” The look on his face was priceless. “I’m joking!”

“Meredith, you are going to give me a heart attack.”

“You are very healthy, your heart can handle a bit of teasing.”

“I really have to go, hon. I’ll call you on my break.”

When he called later, he asked me to get dressed in a calf-length skirt and a short sleeved blouse and to have a cardigan to put on before we left. “No panties, and a bra that does up in front.” This was very unusual, he almost never tells me what to wear.

“Should I put my plug in?” I asked.

“No, I want to do that when I get home.” He was up to something, I was sure of it.

When Karen was finished doing chores, I got her to help me get into the shower and get cleaned up. I didn’t tell her about the plug, but did ask her to get the items I wanted from the master bedroom upstairs.

After my shower, I got dressed and put on the necklace and earrings Doc had given me last Christmas. I spritzed a bit of his favourite perfume on myself, keeping it to a small amount in case we were around anyone with an allergy.

When I was ready, I put a folded sheet on the seat of the wheelchair and Karen pushed me out to the tv room before she went home. I turned the tv on and found a talk show to watch, but wasn’t really paying attention. My mind was on Doc’s call. What was he up to? I wondered. Obviously, it was something kinky since he said he wanted to put a plug in me. But what?

He got home around 1:30. What took him so long to pick up some food that should have been ready? I wheeled myself to the door to meet him. He came up the steps with a bag in his hand. After he gave me a kiss, he said he needed to get a few things together and pushed me down the hall.

“Where’s the food?” I asked.

“In the trunk. Rick went all out - he put it in a picnic basket for us and included plates and utensils. I’ll return them tomorrow. Oh, by the way, he said to say hi to you for him.”

“Say hi back when you see him tomorrow.”

He stopped at the linen closet and took a few old blankets and a couple pillows out. “I’ll just take these out to the car and be right back. You go into the bedroom and get on the bed, hon.”

I did as he asked and lay down on the bed. I knew he was going to plug me, so I pulled my skirt up to my waist. I felt myself getting aroused just thinking about the plug and what might await me when we got to our destination.

When Doc came into the bedroom, he had the bag with him that he’d brought in. He took a box out and showed it to me. It was a silicone plug with a remote. “Ooooooh, Doc!” I exclaimed. “I think I’m going to like this!”

“I thought you would, hon. Hang on while I go to the bathroom and wash it.”

After washing and drying the plug, he put some lubricant on it and inserted it into me. “Let’s try this out”, he said. He pushed a button on the remote and I felt a gentle vibration in my ass.

“Oh, I do like this!”

“I’ll turn it up a bit.” That was even better! But he turned it off too soon. “That’s enough for now.” He picked up the bag again and took something else out. He opened the box and took out a couple wrist cuffs. They were like the ones on our exam table - a light brown leather on the outside and soft white padding on the inside. “Hold your hands out for me, hon.” He placed one on each wrist, doing them up snugly, but not too tight. “This is why I asked you to wear a cardigan, it will cover them up while we are travelling.”

Next he took out a small jewellery box. He opened it and showed me a thin gold ankle bracelet with a gold heart dangling from it. I took it from him so I could read the engraving. It said “Julian’s Ms Hottie”. “Turn it over, hon”. I did and read “Always and forever. I love you.”

“Oh, Doc, I love it! Thank you , sweetheart!” He leaned over and gave me a kiss.

“Can I put it on your ankle?” he asked.

“Yes, of course you can.”

He put it around my left ankle, then took something else out of the bag. It was a pair of ankle restraints. He put them on my legs, just above the wrapping on my ankle on the one foot and the same height on the other, and made sure they were fastened snugly. The bracelet was visible below the restraint. It was big enough to fit over the wrapping.

“Ok, Meredith, let’s get going. May I put you in the chair?”

“Yes, Doc. I’d like that”, I answered with a smile. He was always asking now, instead of just going ahead and picking me up. He got me in the chair, and I put my cardigan on. It was a coolish day, under 20C, even though we still had a few days left in August. Julian picked up another bag and took what looked to be a shoebox out of it. He took the lid off and picked up a black shoe with stiletto heels. “Doc, I can’t walk in those!”

“You aren’t going to be walking, hon”, he replied as he slipped it on my foot. “Hmmm…I think I need to re-wrap your ankle so that your foot will fit in the shoe.” He took the wrap off and got another one out of the dresser - we use a couple drawers for some medical supplies - and wrapped my ankle with it, using fewer wraps around my foot. “I’ll wrap it up better again when we get home.” The shoe did fit with the adjustment to the bandaging. He set my feet on the rests and said “We’ll take your flat shoes with us just in case you need them.”

“I think we are ready. Let’s go.” He wheeled me out of the bedroom. “Come on, Jessie”, he called to my dog. “Want to go for a car ride?” Seven words that get most dogs super excited. She jumped off the bed with a bark and ran after us.

“Are we taking my car, Doc?” I asked.

“No, hon, we’re taking mine.”

“With Jessie?” He was letting a dog in his Beemer???

“I put a blanket down on the back seat.”

My crutches were at the door. Doc handed them to me and helped me out of the wheelchair. I would walk the rest of the way. I noticed he’d driven his car up on the lawn to get closer to the steps. It hurt my right foot to be on it, which surprised me. The pain had gone away but I was only on it to transfer to and from the chair. I had not actually walked on it in almost a week. Of course, the stiletto shoes didn’t help. I was not used to walking in them, but I did much better than I thought I would. I considered wearing them around the house a bit once both my feet healed since Doc seemed to like them. I’d especially wear them in the bedroom.

Doc followed with the folded up wheelchair. He helped me into the car, then put the chair in the trunk. He opened the back door and Jessie bounded in. I turned around and looked at my dog. “Jessie, you are in Doc’s Beemer. It’s his pride and joy. You behave.” Then I thought of something. “Doc, can you please go back in the house and get Jessie’s leash? I think dogs are supposed to be leashed in the park.”

A few minutes later, we were on our way. I took my bottle of water out of my purse along with my pain pills and took two. “Are you okay, hon?” Julian asked with concern.

“I’m fine, honey. I just want to make sure my feet don’t get too sore.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t have put those shoes on you.”

“It’s fine, Doc. I like them”, I said with a smile.

It was about a 20 minute drive to the park. When we got there, we parked near the pathway and Doc got out. He took the wheelchair out of the trunk and came around to my door. He helped me out and into the chair, then put a blanket over my legs and lap. “To hide the ankle cuffs”, he explained.

He wheeled me along the paved path by the waterfront for a while. There were no other people around, so we let Jessie run free but we had the leash if we needed it. Jessie was a gentle dog and wouldn’t hurt anyone, but strangers didn’t know that. We didn’t want anyone to be stressed because she was off leash.

After we had gone a ways, we stopped and sat on a bench, watching the lake and the gulls. I didn’t have the blanket over my lap, so if anyone came along, they would see the cuffs if they looked at my feet. I felt a strange sense of exhilaration at the thought.

Doc wrapped his arm around me and I leaned into him. “This is really nice, honey”, I said.

“It’s only the beginning of our afternoon.”

“Oh, what else do you have planned?”

“You will see, hon.”

We sat in silence for a while, then Doc tipped my face up with his hand and gave me a long, lingering, HOT kiss. He took my hand and guided it to his groin. I could feel his hardness. Next, he reached up under my skirt. I parted my legs. He put a couple fingers in me. “You are very wet, Ms Hottie.”

“What shall we do about it, Doctor Richards?”

“I have a prescription for it, but it will have to wait until later.” He took his fingers out of me and kissed me again. “Ready for lunch?” I nodded. “Okay, let’s get going.” He reached into his pocket and took out a small bottle of hand sanitizer. He put some on his hands and rubbed it in.

“Doc, you don’t normally carry that, do you?”

“Not on my person, but I thought I might be needing it today.” He pushed me back to the car and helped me into it, then put Jessie in the back seat.

“Where are we going now, Doc?” I asked when he had gotten in on his side.

“You’ll see, hon.” After doing up his seat belt, he started the car and backed out. He drove a short ways down the highway, then turned off on a dirt trail. Doc taking his Beemer on a dirt trail? I wondered if I should take *his* temperature. After a ways, he turned left and drove some more. There were a few clearings along the way but in between them, it was forest. Eventually, we came to the last clearing and the end of the trail. Doc pulled up beside a tree in the clearing and parked the car. “You stay here while I get a blanket put down.”

He got out and went to the trunk to get a blanket. He opened it up and laid it down up by the tree. Then he helped me out of the car and got me sitting down. He had let Jessie out of the car and she was off after a squirrel. I knew she’d come back, she always did. Even in a strange place, she was able to make her way back to me.

Doc got the rest of the things out of the trunk and sat down beside me. He reached into his medical bag, which he’d brought with him, and pulled out a small chain. He attached one end to a ring on the cuff on my right hand and the other end to the one on my left hand. This forced my hands together. He got another chain out of his bag and did the same thing with my ankle cuffs, forcing my legs to stay together.

He sat beside me and kissed me passionately. With his one hand, he undid a couple buttons on my blouse, just even with and under my breasts, leaving the top couple buttons done up. He slipped his hand inside the opening and caressed my left breast as he continued to kiss me. I could feel him press his groin into my hip and I knew I was getting wet again. He took his hand out of my blouse for a moment to pick up the remote to the butt plug and turn it on. He put his hand back in my blouse and undid my bra, pushing each cup to the side. He undid the next button down on my blouse to give him more room and caressed each of my breasts in turn. Next, he put his hand up inside my skirt and felt my wetness. He put his thumb on my clit and massaged it as he felt around inside me with two fingers. I was breathing hard and moaning softly.

Suddenly, he stopped. He took his hand out from under my skirt and got his sanitizer out. “Time for lunch”, he declared. He cleaned his hands, then turned the plug off.

“Doc! How can you leave me hanging like that!”

“It won’t kill you, hon. You’ll want it more if you have to wait for it.”

“You are mean”, I said with a teasing tone. He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss.

“Let me help you sit up against the tree, hon.”

“Are you going to unhook these restraints?”

“No. That’s why I need to help you.”

“How will I eat my lunch?”

“You’ll see.” He put a pillow behind me and I leaned back against the trunk with my legs straight out in front of me. He got the picnic basket and took everything out. Jessie suddenly appeared out of nowhere - of course, food was being brought out.

“Jessie, lie down”, I commanded and she did.

“I didn’t forget you, Jessie”, Doc said to her as he took a container out of the basket. He opened it to reveal two hamburger patties, which he broke up onto a plate and put it down in front of her.

“You are spoiling her, Doc.”

“She’s not gaining weight, so it won’t hurt her.” My dog got lots and lots of exercise running around the farm.

“You’re getting attached to her, honey.” He smiled. When he had everything out of the basket, he got two plates ready with cold salads and fried chicken breasts. He unfolded a cloth napkin and put it on my lap, then sat beside me and put one on his. He took a spoonful of potato salad and held it up to my mouth for me to take, then had a spoonful of his. He alternated between giving me a spoonful then taking one himself. To my surprise, I was very comfortable with this.

“I think you can manage your chicken breast by yourself”, he said when we’d finished our salads. He was right, it was fairly easy to eat the meat with my hands “bound” together. Jessie had long ago finished her hamburgers and was watching Doc and I intently. I took a piece of my chicken and offered it to her. She didn’t hesitate to take it from me. Doc reached into the chicken container and brought out a breast. He stripped the meat from the bones and put it (the meat) on the dog’s plate.

“Don’t even think of telling me you aren’t attached to her”, I said to him.

“Well, maybe a little…” More than a little, I’d say!

When I was finished my chicken, Doc got out his hand cleaner and poured some onto my hands for me. I was able to rub them together to clean them.

Rick had packed a few bottles of water for us and Doc opened one and handed it to me. I took a good drink, not having to worry about eliminating it as I had the catheter. Doc could go behind a tree if he needed to, though he wouldn’t do it unless he was desperate.

“Let’s lie down for a bit, hon.” He helped me into a lying position and lay down beside me, wrapping his arm around me. I was on my back and laid my head on his shoulder.

“This is really nice, Doc.”

“We aren’t finished yet, sweetie. We just need to rest a bit after eating. How are you doing with being restrained?”

“I like it, honey. A lot more than I thought I would.”

We closed our eyes and drifted off for a bit. Jessie had taken off looking for squirrels once she realized there was no more food coming her way. We woke up a short while later and Doc leaned over and kissed me. He sat up with his back against the tree trunk. “Hon, I want you to lay across my lap. I’ll help you.”

“Okay, Doc but why?”

“I want to spank that delectable ass of yours.”

“What have I done wrong?”

“This isn’t a punishment spanking, hon. It’s a pleasure spanking. Before you get in position, let me undo your blouse. Do you want the cardigan on or off?”

“Off, please. I’m getting a little warm.” He unhooked the wrist restraints long enough for me to get my arms out of the sweater, then attached them again. Next, he pulled my blouse out of the waistband of my skirt and undid the rest of the buttons. He pulled his medical bag over to him and opened it before helping me across his lap. He pushed the back of my skirt up over my butt and caressed my cheeks. He picked up the remote to the plug and turned it on low, then medium. Suddenly, I felt the sting of his hand coming down on my right cheek. I flinched. It came down again, this time on my left one. I gasped. He brought his hand down again and again, first on one cheek, then on the other.

“You have your safe word if you need it, hon.”

“I know.” I didn’t need it. The combination of pain from the spanking and pleasure from the vibrating plug inside me was exquisite. Doc stopped the blows.

“Just a second, Meredith.” I heard his zipper being undone. My butt was over his right leg, which put my waist at his groin. I could feel his member push into my waist, he had obviously taken it out of his pants. He was very hard.

He turned the plug up to the next level before re-commencing the spanking. I could feel myself getting very, very wet. I was wiggling a bit and the movement was pushing my blouse up, which meant he was up against my bare skin. I could feel the wetness of his pre-cum, which made me even more aroused. “Don’t stop, Doc”, I said between breaths. He was spanking me very hard by now and it did not take long to put me over the edge. I came and came hard. Not even thinking about whether there might be people around - we hadn’t seen any yet - I screamed out in ecstasy as I rubbed myself against his leg.

My orgasm went on and on. I had never had multiples before Doc but now it’s not uncommon for me at all. I had one after another. I wasn’t counting, but he later told me it was three or four.

Eventually, I came down to earth and lay limply across my love’s lap. He turned off the plug, then rubbed my back while we waited for my breathing to get back to normal. When it did, he helped me off his legs and put his hands on my face and kissed me as passionately as he had earlier on the park bench.

“Oh, Doc”, I gasped, “that was amazing!”

“Did you enjoy it, hon?” he asked innocently.

“I did, very much!”

“I think I need to check you out, make sure you are okay”, he said as he reached into his bag. He took out his stethoscope and blood pressure cuff and wrapped the latter around my upper arm.

“I think it’s going to be up a bit, Doc”, I said as he placed the stethoscope on my inner arm just below my elbow and began to inflate the cuff.

“No doubt, sweetie, but I want to make sure it’s not up *too* much.” He slowly deflated it and when he was finished, he said “160/100” as he unwrapped the cuff and took it off my arm. “It’s within acceptable range given what was happening. It will come down. Now, let me listen to your heart.” I was lying on my back and he pushed the sides of my blouse aside, revealing my breasts. He moved the diaphragm around to it’s usual spots and pushed my left breast up a bit to get at the mitral point. I looked over and saw his hard member almost completely exposed. Doc is not lacking in the endowment department.

“I think I better take your temperature, hon. You did say you were feeling hot.”

“I meant ‘hot’ as in aroused, Doc.”

“I’d better be sure, sweetie.” He got the thermometer out of his bag, along with a tube of lubricant. “Here, let me put a pillow under your bum, it will make it easier.”

“You don’t want me on my left side?”

“No, not this time.” He pushed my skirt up - it had fallen down a bit - which completely exposed me.

“What if someone comes along, Doc?”

“I’ll throw this blanket over you.” He picked up a blanket that we had not yet used, unfolded it and laid it beside me. “I have to take the chain off your leg restraints. Do you want the chain on your wrist cuffs on or off?”

“On.”

After unchaining my leg cuffs and getting me to open them (my legs), he removed the plug and set it down on a sterile pad. Next, he squeezed a dollop of lubricant on the bulb end of the thermometer. He ran his free hand over my mound as he pushed the thermometer in. It was closely trimmed. “How would you like me to shave you some day?” he asked.

“That would be hot, Doc. But then I’d have to keep it shaved.”

“I would be happy to help you with that.”

“I’m sure you would.”

Doc ran his fingers down over my slit and found my vagina. He pushed two fingers in. “Oh my, Ms Hottie, you are getting even wetter than you were.”

“You do that to me, Julian.”

He felt around inside me while we waited for the thermometer to register. His thumb found my clit and I was getting very aroused again. The three minutes were up and he took the thermometer out and read it. “Seems my hunch was right, my hot patient. It’s up a wee bit. I have just the thing to bring it down.”

After putting the thermometer away, he inserted the plug again and turned it on to the highest setting. Kneeling between my legs, he undid the button on his pants and pushed them down. He leaned over me and kissed me as he entered me. I moaned as I wrapped my legs around his waist. With his left hand, he pushed my restrained hands above my head and held them there with a firm grip. His stethoscope was hanging from his neck, and with his right hand, he put the ear pieces in, then put the diaphragm under my left breast and listened.

That and the feeling of the catheter rubbing against my pubic bone sent me over the edge again. I felt wave after wave of intense pleasure come over me and lost all awareness of anything but my love and I. Julian looked me in the eyes as he exploded in me. When he was spent, he collapsed on top of me. We were both gasping and trying to catch our breath.

When his breathing was somewhat slower, Doc nestled his face in my neck. He likes doing that right after coitus. Usually, I wrap one arm around him and stroke his hair with the other hand, but this time I couldn’t as I was restrained. I think he finally realized it, as he reached up and unclipped the chain. We lay like that for a while longer, until we heard the beep of a car horn and someone yelled out “Get a room, will ya?”

Doc’s car was beside us and blocking the view from afar, but the car had driven past it and the people in it had seen us lying there. There was no reason to drive that far as it was the end of the path and we were in the last clearing. I held one hand up in the universal “fuck off” sign and yelled out “Did you enjoy the show?” In response, I heard a bunch of whistles and cat calls before the car backed up and away.

“Meredith!” Julian exclaimed. “Did you have to embarrass me?”

“You were more embarrassed at that than at them seeing us get it on?”

“Well, you do have a point.” He started putting everything away and folding up the blankets. I called Jessie, but she didn’t come. That wasn’t unusual. She was great at coming when called if she could hear me, but sometimes she tuned everything out except what she was focused on. I called again and she came on the third call.

Doc put everything but one blanket in the trunk of the car, then put the folded blanket on the passenger seat. I knew he was doing that to protect the seat as I did not have panties on or with me.

“Hon, do you want me to help you to your feet and walk to the car or do you want me to pick you up?”

“Can you pick me up, Doc?”

“Of course I can, sweetie”, he replied as he bent down. I knew he wanted to pick me up, so I let him do it. It’s not a bother to me when it’s my choice.

“Honey, can you chain my hands together?” I asked after he’d done up my seat belt.

“No, Meredith. If we were to get into an accident, it could be dangerous if you couldn’t get out because of your hands being restrained. Sorry, hon.”

Once we were on the highway headed home, I asked Doc about the restraints and ankle bracelet. “How did you get them so fast?”

“I had the restraints for a while, hon. I ordered them from the same place I got the ones for the exam table from. I had them sent to the office so you wouldn’t see them and I kept them there waiting for the right time to use them. I bought the ankle bracelet last week and ordered the engraving. It just happened that the jeweller called me this morning and said it was ready.”

Later that night, when we were in bed, Doc snuggled up to me and wrapped his arm around me, as he does most nights. “I wonder how long those people had been watching us”, I said.

“Don’t know, hon.”

“Imagine if they saw you take my temp!”

“I doubt they were watching at that point, I’d have heard the car drive up.”

“New cars are pretty quiet these days, Doc.”

“True, hon.”

“I hope they did see, it would have given them an eyeful.”

“You are bad, Meredith.”

“Spank me, Doc.”

“I will, hon. But not tonight. Go to sleep.”

“Thank you for this afternoon, Julian. I needed it.”

“I know you did and you’re welcome.”