Subject: RL 14 from Scottsdale (F/f)
From: arizona406@aol.com (Arizona406)
Date: 9 Apr 1996 13:54:41 -0400
Hi out there. Close your eyes right now if you are here by mistake. Don't understand why I have to write this part of my message. You are all adults or thinking like that if you have gotten this far. So there.
AN ORDEAL AT THE DOCTORS OFFICE (who would of thought of it?)
I had lots of friends in my neighborhood. But I do have to admit for awhile my very best friend was my brother. It was sort of natural for him and me to play together. We were just a room away. His big thing was cars and my big thing was dolls. But sometimes I could get him to play dolls with me. It was a family thing, he would be the father and could drive around in his car while I cleaned the house. Doll house you know. We then would sometimes play with his cars. He had two garages. One for service and one for repairing cars for racing. It was just natural. As we got older he started playing more and more with his friends. I did the same. But ever so often we would play together.
There were times we would play doctor. He would be the doctor and I would be the patient. When we played doctor the first thing I had to do was put on all the clothes I could. And of course it had to be a dress. I would knock on his door and he would open it and check to make sure I had an appointment. It was very bad not to have an appointment. He would have me sit down and ask me if I thought I knew what my problem was. I said I had a headach from going to doctors. Well of course one thing led to another and it always came time for my examination.
He would check my throat. Then my ears and tap me on the back. Sometimes he would tap me too hard. The pushing would start up. But eventually we got back on track after a few “I’m sorrys” were said. Then he slowly would take off one of my things at a time. Running his hand up my arms and playing like he was taken my blood pressaure. It was a fun game. I someimtes got to be the nurse. But not very often.
And after sometime I wond up finally standing in just my panties and a t-shirt. I said he wanted me in lots of clothes. Then he said it was time for me to get a shot. I hate needles even in play. And my brother knows this. So standing there thinking about him giving me a play shot got me to thinking about my real doctors office.
It was the fall and It was time for us to get our shots for the year. I will never forget this. I almost forgot all about it. But I don’t know really how that could be. My mom took us to the doctor’s office and I was taken aside and really scolded about not giving the doctor and hard time. He is only trying to help me, I was told. More times than I wish. But he always wond up giving me a shot for something. I swear he made it all up.
Well he had me get into the same position that my brother plays doctor did. Soon I found myself standing in the middle of the room with nothing on but my underware and a t-top. I was in the 3rd grade. My brother is four years older than me. Actually, he is 3 and 1/2 years, but our bithdays are such that it seems like he is a full 4 years. It doesn’t really matter. I don’t know how he managed but he is 4 grades ahead of me. He is in the seventh grade. But it doesn’t matter. So he got examed first. Now why I had to undress when the doctor wasn’t even ready for me is crazy. I thought it stunck. And I said so. My mother was right next to me in a flash. I tighten my bottom preparing for a smack. None came, but got a finger waving instead. I realaxed and told myself that it would be over soon.
While I was standing there I started watching the doctor work my brother over. He was in just his underware, too. Only he had nothing on but his undies. He was looking very embarassed. But it isn’t as though we haven’t seen each other. We have spent lots of time seeing the differences between us. The doctor had my brother stand up tall and straight. He had his fingers in the legs of my brother doing something between his legs. But his back was to me and I couldn’t see real well. But I could see the look on my brother’s face and he looked terrible. The doctor had him turn his ahead and cough. Then turn his head the other way and cough again. I was getting real annoyed with all this.
Soon a nurse came in and the doctor looked anoyed at her. It turns out she was late. Now here we are a whole room of anyoyed people. My brother wasn’t really anoyed. I think he figured he would be done soon and could get out of that room. Nothing worse than to be in a room of anoyed grownups. The nurse said a few words with my mom. Then after my mom gave me a stern look she left the exam room. She went out into the lobby to wait. The nurse came over to me and told me that the doctor was very busy. So this year when he asks for me to do something I should be fast about it. She than got stern with me. Like a teacher. She said if I didn’t she had ways to help me begood. I was a little scared at her tone.
She didn’t say any words that were threatening. Just the way she said it. Like she was daring me to test her. This made me very uneasy and no way was I entending to test her. Besides, my mom was just outside the door.
Next time I glaced over to my brother the doctor had him bent over with his bare bottom showing. He dapped his bottom with a cotton ball and gave hime a shot. It was one, two, three owel! It caused my brother to cry. And he doesn’t cry easely. A good fall off a bike or a spanking are about all that will get him into tears. Now a shot. I could feel that pain just watching. The doctor pulled up my brother’s undies and told him he could get dressed now.
The doctor came over to me now. I was getting a little cold just standing there in my panties waiting. I felt like I was just a doll for there amusement. The doctor did not ask me to sit on the examming table. He just picked me up and thumped down on the cold leather table. He started probbing and prodding me here and there. I was not liking this at all. Then he rolled me over on my tummy. He started examing the backs of my legs. Squeezing. It was starting to tickle. He never told me to do this or that. When ever he wanted me to change positions he just made me do it. I did not like this at all. I could not believe that if my mom was watching he would treat me so meanly. Not that he wouldn’t have examed me the same. But he would be a little nicer I would think. So I cried out for my mom.
The nurse stuck her face at me and reminded me what she had said. The doctor had another appointment and he could not be delayed playing with me. Playing.... that is what it felt like. I was not a doll. I was a person. Next I was pushed face up. He got out the cold scope. I forget how to spell it and he started listening to something through it. He had it up around my heart. The he worked his way down to my tummy. It was cold. I didn’t mean it, but I jerker and it pulle one of the plugs out of his ear. I think I hurt him. But he didn’t say anything. But turned and left the room.
The nurse wanted to know what my problem was. I couldn’t understand this.
My problem was that cold thing. You would think he could warm it up a little. The nurse stomped out of the room toward the lobby. In an instant there was my mom. Oh good, she would not let these people do this. My mom did not say a word. When she was about five feet from me I knew I was in trouble. She wasn’t coming to rescue me, she came to make me behave. I tried to explane.
My mom just yanked me off that table. A lot rougher than the doctor did when he plopped me down on it. She half dragged me over to a chair. And from then on I knew I was headed for a spanking. This was totally unfair.
I was struggling and screaming for my mom to listen to me. That I was not being naughty. Why couldn’t she listen to me. She never listens to me. She gave me a hard swat over my panties that echoed thoughout the room. I didn’t just take it either. I kicked up such a storm. But tightened up my bottom for the next swat. It came a split second later. I must have been all musle back there cause my mom then jerked my panties off. My bottom was in view for all to see. I then realized that this ugly nurse was watching my bottom get it. I started pleading with my mom. But another smack landed. I soon gave up my tight butt defensen and went to a full kicking squirming plan. Get off that lap was the thing to do. My mom was strong. I could only twist from side to side. And each twist was rewarded with a deafening smack. I soon was crying. I don’t really think I was crying from the spanking. Yes, it was, but not from the pain of the smacks. It was for getting spanked when I was the victim. I didn’t do anything to desrve this. And on top the ugly nurse was watching my tush get spanked. Not fair. All the time my mom just gave me a smack after smack. Until I finally cried out that I would behave and do as I was told. Now on top of all this doctor had returned.
Now can you believe this... I wasn’t even allowed to get off my mom’s lap.
The nurse came over and wiped off my bottom with a cloth. Then the doctor patted a spot with a wet cotton. Then I felt this sharp sting. He had given me my shot. I couldn’t believe this. I was now bawling like crazy. This was the worse moment of my life. My bottom was red, I was sure of that. My eyes were crying so hard I had to take my mom’s hand to get out of ther. She dressed me like a little girl And my bottom was not only huring from the spanking but now from the shot. All around where the needle had gone in hurt. The doctor told me that normally that shot would have gone in my upper arm. But since I was so naughty he had not the time to fool around with me.
I cried just about all the way home. And now sitting in the car was a real problem. I just wanted to walk home so I didn’t have to sit where I got my shot. My brother was having just about the same problem. But he wasn’t cryng any more. But he gave me tender looks from time to time. I liked that. But I hate doctors. And that nurse. If I could think of something to get even with her I would do it. Nothing would have given me more pleasure.
When I got home I was sent to my bedroom for the rest of the day. My mother kept saying things like she had never been more embarassed in all her years. And that she was appauled, what ever that means, at the way I acted at the doctors. I do believe my mom is nuts. She never talks to me, she just orders me. She told me to stay in my room until dinner. If I come out she will take the strap to me. I didn’t have any desire to get spanked with that over my shot spot. No way. So I did as I was told. It was a long afternoon.
MaryJo