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Laura's pleasant yet confusing thoughts and mental drifting were interrupted after about fifteen minutes by the sound of the door opening as the nurse returned to the treatment room.

Once again Jo apologized for the interruption as she approached the exam table and lowered the cover sheet to Laura's mid-thigh, completely exposing her buttocks. Switching on the examination lamp vividly revealed two perfectly placed, reddish-pink needle marks, with a small amount of bleeding and some light bruising already beginning to appear where the previously administered shots had inflicted their stinging wounds.

"Ready to continue?" the nurse asked as she gave her patient a gentle pat on the back.

Laura lifted her head from the pillow and looked at the nurse, but did not give an immediate answer. Her brain was processing conflicting emotions at light speed. Her apprehension had returned, knowing that the most painful shots were about to begin. She was fearful of the pain; but at the same time, she was teeming with an excited fascination and curiosity as to what emotions and stimulation these shots may arouse.

Laura's perceptions of fear, pain, pleasure and excitement were suddenly one intermingled blur in her mind as she returned her head to the pillow; and with sweaty palms and her heart pounding, responded to the nurse, "sure, let's get this done."

Jo uncapped a syringe loaded with 3cc of medicine and as she pointed its needle toward the ceiling and expelled air from the barrel told her patient, "this first antibiotic is to treat your UTI and pelvic infection, and since the doctor ordered a rather large amount, I've had to divide the dose into two separate shots. The last ones will be the penicillin for your strep and bronchial infections, and I've divided that dosage into two separate shots as well. We'll go back to the left side this time. And I should tell you, these antibiotic shots are big and contain medicine that some patients tell me sting as it enters the muscle. Lay still, stay as relaxed as you possibly can and take some slow, deep breaths during each one, OK?"

Laura did not verbally respond, but as she felt the alcohol wipe applied to the selected spot on her left buttock, she grabbed the top edge of the pillow with both hands and waited for the shot to begin. The sharp, stabbing pain was sudden and intense as Jo drove a 20 gauge needle into her patient's already injured flesh. This stick was extremely painful and by reflex reaction, Laura gasped and inhaled deeply as the needle penetrated her muscle.

"Here comes the medicine," Jo warned, "hang in there."

Laura was not expecting the sudden, fierce burning caused by the injected serum and stiffened her body as the pain of the shot intensified. This one really hurt. She buried her face in the pillow, closed her eyes and tightly clenched the pillow for the remainder of the shot. After about ninety seconds of intense burning as the medicine was administered, Jo finally removed the needle and deeply massaged the site to help disperse the large amount of medicine in the tissue and also to clean a small amount of blood that seeped from the new wound in Laura's ass.

All during the injection, Laura's brain was processing the confused emotions she was feeling. The pain was very, very real, so real that her eyes were weepy; but at the same time, in some far corner of her mind, everything about getting the shot was also very exciting and erotic. Even though every millimeter of her damaged butt was aching and stinging terribly, she also felt a warmth and excitement that defied logical explanation.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the nurse speaking, "we'll do the second injection of this medicine on the right side. At least you now know what to expect from it."

Jo carefully located the exact spot to introduce the next needle and wiped the area with a prep pad. Laura lay flat, turned her toes in and braced for the upcoming assault to the right side of her butt, which was already very sore from the large vitamin shot. As the needle pierced her skin she felt like her butt had suddenly been stung by an army of wasps.

Jo began to slowly push the medicine deep into Laura's butt muscle, and as she did so the pain of the shot rapidly accelerated. Laura again clenched her fists and softly moaned a gentle, "OOOOOWWWW."

"I know it hurts, I'm so sorry," Jo responded, "I wish there was some way I could make it easier."

After an agonizing ninety seconds or so, Jo placed an alcohol wipe against the needle and slowly withdrew it from the patient's backside as she announced, "Alright, that one's over."

Laura was fairly sure this shot had been the most painful so far - probably because it was given in the same buttock that had been the recipient of that huge vitamin injection. The pain level was up to at least a 5, maybe a 6, and if she flinched or moved the muscles of her right buttock at all the pain level rose even higher. Ironically though, as the pain increased, the excitement and strange pleasure of getting these shots was rapidly accelerating off the charts.

Adding to her confusion was the warm, soothing sensation emanating from the intense pain in her rear end that Laura was craving for more of in anticipation of the remaining shots; and an inexplicable, bizarre hope from deep in the back of her mind that they would hurt even more than the previous ones. She would almost certainly get that wish with the upcoming penicillin shots.