Chelsea has always been an immature, disobedient girl. After being caught giving oral sex to her boyfriend, her mother drags her to the male OB/GYN, who happens to be her intimidating next door neighbor. Her mother gives the doctor a list of sex acts that she wants him to go over with her out of control daughter. Alone with Chelsea, he teaches her virgin body about sex and obedience. More
Chelsea has always been an immature, disobedient virgin. She is crazy about sex, but after being caught giving oral sex to her boyfriend, her mother drags her to the male OB/GYN, who happens to be her intimidating next door neighbor.
Her mother gives the doctor a list of sex acts that she wants him to go over with her out of control daughter. Alone with Chelsea, the domineering doctor decides to teach her a lesson by spanking her, alternating between going through all the sex acts, teaching her how to do them, and punishing her until she has learned to be obedient.
Warning: This 6524-word story is for mature audiences only and features a rude teen virgin, a dominant doctor, an intimate exam, oral sex, spanking, and hardcore first-time and anal sex. All characters are 18 or older.
He removed his gloves and picked up his chart, clutching the piece of paper her mom had given him. Chelsea narrowed her eyes and moved back. She wasn’t going to sit here and receive a sermon from her next-door neighbor.
“So, your mom wants me to talk to you about sex—”
“I know,” she snapped, crossing her legs tightly. “I was there, remember?” She could feel the burn of the lube seeping out of her pussy, and she wondered if cum would feel like that.
Dr. Marshall’s neck burned red—a warning sign. He chose to ignore her. “How many boys have you been with?”
She shrugged. “I dunno. Ten? A hundred?”
“Chelsea,” he said through his teeth. “I need you to be honest. I need to know if you’re practicing safe sex, if you use condoms. I’m your doctor and I have to know the details.”
“Why? So you can jerk off to it later?”
The words burst out of her mouth before she could stop herself. She knew almost immediately that she had crossed, no, leapt over some invisible line of tolerance for her behavior. Dr. Marshall’s face was white, his teeth were bared and he slammed down the chart on the table with the samples. She jumped as several instruments fell on the floor.
“That’s it. Come over here, now.”
When she didn’t move, he lunged at her and grabbed her wrist. Chelsea shrieked in pain as he yanked her off the examination table. Dr. Marshall sat down on his chair, manipulating her into a position on his lap.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Giving you what you deserve.”
She fell face forward on his lap. He widened his legs and she clutched his trousers. His hands ran up her thighs and pulled back the paper gown, exposing her bare ass.
Chelsea’s mind had barely registered the shock of being pulled over her doctor’s lap before his hand whirled down and spanked her hard on her backside. She yelped in pain as the hand ripped down again and spanked her, she could feel each individual digit as he struck her ass.
“What are you doing? Stop!”
“I won’t stop until I’m satisfied.”