Nick called Joni the next morning and her condition had not improved. “I know nurse practitioner that can probably get you a same-day appointment,” Nick offered. A few minutes later he texted back. ‘Have end-of-day appt. Pick you up 430’.

Joni got into Nick’s car wearing stretch pants and a baggy t-shirt. The ride to the clinic was relatively brief and they recounted the previous days shenanigans while not medically productive, as very stimulating. Nick introduced Joni to his friend, Michelle, who led them back to an exam room. The clinic seemed all but closed as there were no other patients in the waiting area and they saw just two other staff members on the walk back.

Michelle had Joni sit on the exam table as Nick stood in the corner and watched. Michelle examined Joni’s ears, nose, throat and such, then listened to her heart and breathing. She paused and looked over at Nick with a ‘so you’re fucking this girl’ look. She turned to Joni and offered her prognosis, “I’m convinced you have a nasty sinus infection. I’m gonna take your temperature and give you a shot of antibiotics.” Michelle extracted an old-fashioned thermometer from a cabinet and eased a dollop of lube onto the bulbous end. “Can you lay face down and lower your pants?” she asked.

“No,” Joni protested. “I don’t want that,” nodding to the thermometer, “…or a shot.”

Michelle looked to Nick for assistance. He pulled one of the regular chairs away from the wall and took Joni by the hand. She followed passively but then balked as he sat in the chair and began to pull her over his knee. He yanked down the yoga pants and Michelle started to approach with the thermometer but he held up a hand and she paused. Nick began to spank Joni’s bare cheeks vigorously. Michelle reached into a pocket of her scrubs and produced a hairbrush.

Nick took the brush and resumed the punishment, the wood face of the brush imparting much more energy to Joni’s cheeks than his bare hand. The sound of the swats in the small room was very loud and Nick wondered what the remaining staff might be thinking. Joni writhed and wriggled as the heat in her bottom grew intolerable. Nick finally paused when Joni’s ass resembled two glowing pink orbs. He parted Joni’s cheeks and Michelle slid the thermometer into the waiting rosebud.

Michelle began to fill a large syringe with milky white antibiotic. Joni’s stared at the process, particularly intent on the very long needle that was soon to be sunk into her rump. Nick had started to stiffen when the thermometer first appeared. He and Michelle had played ‘doctor’ in the clinic numerous times before, examining each other thoroughly with particular attention to all of the ‘patients’ holes, delivering long, intense spankings and giving the ‘patient’ various shots with any session concluding with some sort of sexual hijinks. The sight of the thermometer peeking out from Joni’s well-heated, pink cheeks and the prep of injection only intensified his erection.

“There’s no denying that this shot will hurt. Probably would have been wise to not get your tush spanked right beforehand,” Michelle noted, swabbing Joni’s right cheek with alcohol. She looked up at Nick and winked as any shots either had received from the other had always been into a very well-spanked bottom. Michelle slowly pressed the tip of the needle against Joni’s cheek until it broke through and sank to the hilt. She slowly depressed the plunger forcing the thick serum deep into Joni’s glute. Joni groaned as the war, throbbing ache grew.

“Ok,” Michelle noted, withdrawing the syringe and thermometer. “Slight fever, but aside from your tushie, you should be feeling much better very soon,” she noted and then added, “Take your time. I will close-up the rest of the clinic.”

When Michelle had left, Nick prompted Joni to stand. She rubbed her fiery bottom and began to pull up her pants. “Not yet,” Nick instructed leading her back to the exam table. “Bend over,” her ordered, unbuckling his belt.

“Please, no belt. I’m sorry I acted up,” Joni pleaded.

“I’m not gonna whoop your butt. I’m gonna boink you.” he clarified. He freed his erection and eased it into Joni’s vagina. It did not take long for him to reach apex and he pulled out to empty onto her seared cheeks. He pulled her yoga pants up to cover the cooling sticky mess and led the way out of the exam room.

Michelle caught his sleeve and handed him a card. Joni was a few steps ahead and Michelle whispered, “You’re past due for an exam, yourself.” Nick looked down at the appointment card that was marked for five the next afternoon. “You can bring your fuck-buddy along, if you want an audience,” Michelle teased.