Against Her Will (Dragon's Lair) (8 page)

Sarah’s mouth dropped open. “Why would you let them do that to you?”

Julia smiled, thinking back. Why, indeed? “Because my nurse spanked me hard every day and made me cry, but she also made me believe I was special. No one else had cared about me like that before.”

“Special?” Sarah repeated the word shyly, looking away. She understood what Julia wasn’t saying. Julia thought she was special. Boring old Sarah Mathison who never had any moments more exciting than driving three miles over the speed limit was special in Julia’s eyes. She laid her head on Julia’s shoulder.
Tell me more about how I’m special
, she wanted to say, but the shyness prevented her.

“It’s a gift,” Julia answered. “It’s something we were born with, wanting to submit. When we please someone who owns us completely, we are at peace in a way we have never known before.”

Sarah had to avert her eyes so Julia wouldn’t see her surprise. How did this woman see so clearly into her heart? She wanted to disagree, but she remembered her body’s response to Julia’s pleasurable stimulation. She didn’t know what it was, but something about her liked what Julia did. Did that make her crazy? What if Luke knew that she liked such unspeakable things? He would never want to see her again.

“It gives us freedom,” Julia continued. “We don’t have to agonize about what’s right or wrong. Instead, we learn to discipline our own unruly minds and bodies. We become finely tuned instruments, shaped by a Master at his craft.” Impulsively, she patted Sarah’s cheek. “You’ll love being a Dragon girl, my dear. No one was ever born to it more than you.”

In other words, Sarah was special. She gulped, nuzzling her cheek against the fabric of Julia’s shirt. She wanted to ask thousands of questions, but she didn’t know what to ask first. Finally, she settled on one. “You talk as if you care about me now, but before you acted as if you thought I was the worst person ever. Why are you nice to me now and mean before?”

Careful
, Julia thought to herself.
Don’t give all your secrets away, or the girl will lose all of the training she’s learned so far.
She had known it was a risk to take on this girl’s training. She had fought Richard, but his pressure had been too skillful. The girl’s almost ethereal sweetness would make her one of Dragon’s best submissive girls, if Julia could keep her head. Julia had to stick with time-honored principles of training to ensure Sarah were prepared for her future, or they would both be in trouble. Out loud, she adopted the lightly scolding tone of an aunt to a favorite niece. “Girls who get their own way all the time become spoiled, selfish, and appalling monsters. You’ll cry more days than not while you’re in my care, but I’ll always be nice to you when you’ve earned it. As you progress through your training, you’ll realize that ‘being nice’ means a lot more than flowers and kisses. We want you to be a well-disciplined, well-regulated, well-adjusted girl who will thrive with her new Daddy.”

A funny queer feeling crept into
Sarah’s chest. She hadn’t liked being brought to this new place, but she was just beginning to get settled in. What if she got sent to someone worse? She didn’t like all, or even most, of the things Julia did to her, but she was someone familiar. Better to stay with the devil she knew rather than face someone new. “Maybe I don’t want to go.” She meant to say it defiantly, but Julia’s stroking of her hair made the words come out with softness instead.

For a full minute, Julia was unable to speak. She could hear the unspoken end to the girl’s question, “…
and maybe I want to stay with you.” The girl could not have meant it. No one, after such a short time, could feel an attachment to a Nurse who had made her first two days miserable. Sarah was speaking from shock and not real emotion. But no matter how hard Julia tried to convince herself, the innocence of the girl’s words took her breath away. To hide her sudden rush of emotion, she picked up the blue paper gown lying on the end of the exam table. “Dragon girls are trained to serve their Masters, pet. My situation is different.”

“But…” Sarah could not believe she cared, but she already hated the thought of leaving this terrifying and fascinating woman. Any sane person would want to leave someone who beat her backside like a drum and diapered her like a baby, but there was something so vibrantly real about this Nurse. “I want—“

“Enough.” Julia made her voice cold. She had allowed too many liberties already. If Sarah dissolved into a meltdown, Julia had only her own indulgence to blame. “Put on the gown while I buzz the nurse.”

Sarah’s training may have only been twelve hours old, but she knew an order when she heard one. Obediently, she stood up and took the crinkly paper.
For most patients, it meant taking off their clothes. For Sarah, however, it meant a much-welcome covering of her body. Sarah rustled into her paper clothing. If only Julia would continue talking to her that way, like a friend. Sarah hated to think what would happen next, and her stomach tightened.

“Listen, if you misbehave for the doctor today I really will have to blister your bottom.” Julia kissed the tips of Sarah’s fingers to soften the threat.
She had to keep herself professional at all times. How she would love to have this girl for her own! How she would delight in training her. Sarah would endure much pain, yes, but Julia would teach her to know pleasure more exquisite than anything she had imagined. But no. Julia was merely a cog in the wheel of the Lair, no more than a girl like Sarah who had been smart and lucky enough to snag a position as Nurse instead of a rich man’s plaything. Julia had no right to feel anything for this girl. For now, Julia had to re-direct Sarah to accept her fate. To do otherwise would open Sarah up to worse and worse retribution. “It’s not just because I’m an evil nasty Nurse. If I don’t do my job and punish you, the higher-ups will do it themselves. You won’t like it. Most likely, you’ll do something naughty because this is all new to you. I will punish you, make no mistake, but I won’t be angry with you.”

Sarah relaxed. In this new strange world, punishments and spankings seemed almost normal. No one had ever caressed her this way before, or let their eyes fill with such frank appreciation of her body. Luke was
correct in his treatment of her, but he didn’t seem to remember she had a body. After marriage, he would probably have sex with her enough times to create his 2.01 children and then ignore her altogether. She liked being appreciated.
Stupid
, she thought to herself. She and Luke had a history together. He might not love her or feel passion for her, but she owed him her gratitude. He had made her mother happy by asking her to marry him. Only a fool would feel a forbidden thrill with Julia, all the more thrilling in its forbidden nature.

A nurse dressed in a white uniform, complete with white starched cap, bustled into the room
and put on a fresh pair of rubber exam gloves. “Dragonfly, is it? Thank you, Nurse Julia, and the Commandant is waiting for you outside.”

Julia suppressed her sigh. It was good of Richard to wait this long, and few superiors would be that indulgent. Still, she hated leaving her new charge. “Thank you,” she answered, and she rose to leave. She put a hand on Sarah’s shoulder and cautioned her. “Don’t make a fuss. Be good for the doctor and nurse, and I’ll pick you up when you’re done. Obey every instruction to the letter.”

Sarah struggled for self-control before bowing to the inevitable. She fought a growing sense of panic as she watched Julia leave. Strange, that the woman who humiliated her had become almost a friend. Not quite a friend, she reminded herself.

“
Stand up,” the nurse barked. “You should know better than to sit on the couch without your Nurse’s permission.”

Sarah wanted to retort that Julia had been the one to pull her onto the couch, but this was the wrong time to start an argument. Besides, Sarah had a feeling that all arguments would end with the same result
— her poor abused bottom in trouble. She’d had enough trouble for one day. Plus — and she hated to admit it — she wanted Julia to be proud of her. Maybe if Sarah did everything she was supposed to, Julia would be nice again. “Sorry,” she said in a small voice. She stood up and moved to the table, pulling her paper gown down as far as it would go. She should have thought to take off the hateful diaper when Julia left. Maybe this new nurse would leave her alone long enough…

“Onto the scale.” The nurse turned, and Sarah noticed that her nametag said “Nurse Olson.” Why were these nurses called by their last names, while Julia was Julia? She’d have to ask later. Sarah glanced at the scale, and her eyebrows
shot up. She’d lost five pounds, if the scale were telling the truth. Apparently, kidnapping and imprisonment were the new wonder diet. Who knew? After her mother had fussed at her for putting on weight during the past few months, too. Janet had told her to watch her figure or risk losing Luke’s attention. In one of Sarah’s few rebellions, she had taken to drinking extra-rich coffee and sneaking sweet desserts she normally would have spurned.
Idiot
, she thought again. Her captivity was making her insane. If she were to get through this ordeal, she had to stay in the present. Focus on Julia’s tenderness and that moment of connection, not a past life.

Sarah wanted to ask questions, but Julia’s lesson had been very clear. Speak only when spoken to. Sarah waited patiently
as Nurse Olson took her blood pressure with an old-fashioned cuff and pump. She was glad for that. The new machines hurt because they squeezed too hard, and they made her hate every visit to the doctor’s office.

Unfortunately, Sarah didn’t realize that more than a few things were old-fashioned in this doctor’s office. When she tilted her head, expecting the nurse to rest a
digital thermometer in her ear, she was surprised to see a large glass thermometer. The old kind, with mercury inside. She opened her mouth, thinking of childhood and holding the thermometer under her tongue for minutes at a time, and got her first nasty shock of the visit.

Nurse Olson took off the sanitary plastic wrap and smeared the bulb of the thermometer with a thick, clear goop. Sarah made a face, thinking of how bad the goo would taste. Instead, the nurse patted the examining table. “Face down,” she said cheerfully. “Buttocks up, and spread your cheeks apart.”

Sarah stared in shock, unable to say a word.

Sarah gaped at Nurse Olson in horror. No.

“Move it,” the nurse repeated. “I hear your Nurse had to threaten you with a demerit in the waiting room. Trust me, young
lady, once you get a demerit you will do anything humanly possible to prevent getting another one. I’ll make allowances because this is your first visit, but don’t push. You don’t want a bad report to take home to your Nurse. That’ll make any paddling I give you seem like a cakewalk.”

Sarah glanced at the door, and Nurse Olson took a step toward her. “Please,” Sarah whimpered, hating her promise to
at least
try
to obey. Had Julia known what would happen? She’d said Sarah would probably do something naughty because things were new, but she hadn’t warned her about this embarrassment. Then she thought of two other concerns — one, her diaper. Second, the butt plug.

All things considered, Sarah decided it was in her best interest to obey and not give this stern nurse any reasons to inflict punishment.
If the nurse at the check-in desk was any indication, Nurse Olson would probably delight in tormenting her about the diaper. Sarah tried to unfasten the pins under the gown, but Nurse Olson shook her head.

“You’re new, but even you should know not to touch yourself without permission. The only part you should be touching is your cheeks so I can take your temperature.”

Because it was impossible to explain, Sarah stepped onto the platform and crawled onto the table. As she turned and tried to bare her bottom, the nurse chuckled.

“Ah,” she said. “That’s why we’re so obstinate today, is it?
My, you must have been a naughty thing if your Nurse had to diaper you right off the bat. Turn over, and we’ll get that off you in no time.”

Inexplicably
, Sarah was reluctant to lose her only protection. Hateful or not, at least the diaper prevented worse things from happening to her. Still, an order was an order. She rolled onto her back and lay expectantly on the table. In no time, Nurse Olson had clicked the pins open and slid the cloth off, giving a spank when Sarah tried to cover up. “No false modesty here,” she scolded. “We’ll be seeing every inch of you by the time we’re done, and no spoiled chit will interfere with our work.”

Sarah
complied, blinking hard and staring at the far corner. She willed herself not to respond to the provocation. The evil wretch would probably love to get her in trouble, and Sarah wouldn’t allow it. She flipped onto her back, reaching back as ordered, and stopped. All of her yoga classes hadn’t prepared her for executing downward facing dog with metal shoved up her butt.

“Ah,” said Nurse Olson again. “
Quite
the naughty one, eh? How many times did you soil yourself already?”

“I didn’t!” Sarah’s head shot up. “That wasn’t why!”

“Quiet!” Nurse Olson yanked out plug so fast that Sarah’s insides cramped.

She felt oddly loose, or chafed, or somehow violated.
Strange that the removal bothered her even more than the insertion. Or perhaps it was this vile nurse who made it strange, taking pleasure in Sarah’s discomfort. Nurse Julia had relished giving Sarah pain, too, but somehow it was different. Sarah couldn’t picture this hatched-faced grim reaper ever sitting on the couch and stroking her hair or sharing stories of getting spanked. Sarah concentrated all of her anger onto this usurper who tried to act like she had Julia’s authority.

A small
inner voice warned Sarah to watch herself. She was in enemy territory now. She wanted Julia. Julia cared about her.

“You’re very dirty,” Nurse Olson said, and her voice dripped with distaste. “We’ll have to clean you out.”

Sarah didn’t know what that meant, but she already knew she would hate it. “Not unless Julia says so,” she muttered into the table padding. She didn’t say it so Nurse Olson could hear, but the sass satisfied her wounded pride. Wasn’t it enough that she had been humiliated already? To call her dirty was the lowest of lows. As if that were Sarah’s fault, anyway. She was sure Julia had scrubbed every inch of her during the morning’s bath.

Luckily for Sarah, the nurse either ignored or failed to hear her remark. It was the only piece of good fortune the girl would experience during the visit. Nurse Olson took a baby wipe and carefully cleaned the proclaimed “dirty” opening before inserted the lubricated thermometer. Sarah grumbled, trying to shift into a more comfortable position.

“Less backtalk, little girl, if you know what’s good for you.” To teach the uncooperative girl a lesson, Nurse Olson left the thermometer in for a full five minutes. Any time Sarah fidgeted, the nurse added time. Without telling Sarah, of course. Nurse Olson found her control methods much more effective if her patients figured out for themselves that bad behavior got them nowhere.

“I’m fine,” Sarah complained, as Nurse Olson removed the thermometer.
She slid off the table and began to stand up. “Now let me go home.”

At that exact moment, Dr. John Schroeder walked into the room. He eyed Sarah with
unbridled admiration, his gaze traveling over her poorly hidden body. His gaze lingered on the stripes decorating her bottom, and he sighed. Just once, he’d like Julia to send him a fresh, unmarked bottom. Spanking naughty girls was only half as fun when someone else had used the canvas first. He preferred to spank like an artist, decorating a girl’s naughty bottom cheeks with well-placed blows.

Nurse Olson immediately straightened up. “Apologies, sir,” she said. “I’ll get your patient ready for you.”

Sarah looked at the six-foot bearded man, feeling a tickle of fear. “Please let me go home,” she asked cautiously.

Sarah should have knelt at the entrance of an authority figure from the Lair, but John decided to let it go this time. Evidently, he would have a few lessons to teach her today. “That’s all right,” he said, waving a hand at the nurse. “Child,” he beckoned to Sarah. “I can examine you the easy way or the hard way. It’s your decision.”

Sarah lifted her chin. “If it’s my decision, then I decide neither. I’m done.” She stepped toward the door.

With easy, practiced grace, John hoisted Sarah into the air and deposited her facedown onto the examining table. He landed an enormous palm across her bottom, relishing her shriek. “The hard way it is, my dear. Restraints, Jenna, and
incline.”

Nurse Jenna Olson strapped white cotton cuffs around Sarah’s wrists and ankles, tying them to the legs of the table. She allowed enough slack so Sarah wouldn’t hurt herself as the table creaked to an incline. Sarah’s naked bottom was lifted at perfect height for John’s examination, and her limbs were safely out of the way.

John washed his hands and put on a pair of gloves, accepting Jenna’s nod with a nod of his own. Beautiful. No other nurse anticipated his needs as well as she did, and most of the time he never had to ask. Unbidden, Jenna stepped toward the girl, grasped her bottom cheeks, and spread them in a lewd manner. Sarah yelled and fought against her restraints, but John was no fool. He took a partially melted ice cube and inserted it into the girl’s vagina. Sarah threw back her head and howled. John smiled in satisfaction. She must feel as if razors sliced into her, and better yet she would think twice about disobeying again.

After the longest ten seconds Sarah had ever known, John withdrew the ice and tossed it into sink. He placed a gloved finger onto the girl’s other opening, glistening with the lubrication from the temperature.
“Are you prepared to cooperate?” he asked.

Sarah nodded, shivering. As much as she had hated doctor’s visits in her ordinary life, they had never been like this. Unless she was mistaken,
both the nurse and doctor were excited by watching her in pain. Very well, then. If she couldn’t stop them from being evil to her, she could at least deprive them of the satisfaction of her reactions.

Her resolve, however
well-intentioned, crumbled when John rubbed the edge of her anus. Nurse Julia’s touch, however embarrassing, and made Sarah feel good. This touch, on the other hand, sent shame cascading through her body. “No,” she whimpered, clenching her buttocks in an attempt to fend him off.

“You’re very tight,” he said, echoing Julia’s earlier disapproval. “And
according to your chart you haven’t had a bowel movement since you arrived. You’ll need a good cleaning out.”

“I won’t!” Sarah shouted, knowing that it was useless. They would do whatever they pleased with her, and she could do nothing to stop them. She cried as
Jenna tucked a white cloth gag into her mouth and tied it around her head, and she gave muffled, piteous sobs as the doctor examined every inch of her backside. She would have fought as the adjusted her restraints to put her on her side, but she was crying too hard to notice. She blubbered as John inserted an icy cold speculum into her vagina. No matter how many times Jenna spanked her, Sarah could not relax. She wanted Julia by her side, not these horrible people. Maybe Julia was only the lesser of two evils, but she would comfort her and remind her to be a good girl. Sarah hadn’t realized, until now, that Julia was being kind in her own way. These people were ruthless in their efficiency, and Sarah sobbed in her helplessness.

In the end, the tears saved her. John made Sarah stand up, and he looked her up and down. “You’re a spoiled little girl,” he proclaimed, and he jotted a note before handing it to Jenna. “Since you’ve chosen not to cooperate today, you’ll come back tomorrow
and every day after until you learn how to behave in a doctor’s office. Turn around so I can give your Nurse my report on your behavior.”

Sarah turned around, not understanding until a wooden paddle cracked across each bottom cheek and the backs of each thigh. The diamond-shaped paddle left distinct marks, and the four red imprints would tell Julia the extent of Sarah’s bad behavior.

On cue, Julia arrived in the exam room. Since Sarah was still facing the exam table, Julia could see the “message” at once. Her face fell, and she gave Sarah a brief, worried glance before concentrating on the doctor. “I’m so sorry,” she said.“I should have prepared her better, and I failed in my duty. Please accept my apology.”

John gave an abrupt nod. “I don’t like my time wasted with this nonsens
e,” he said gruffly. “Teach her how to behave for tomorrow’s exam, or you’ll find yourself written up for the first time in your career.”

“Y-yes, sir.” Julia took Sarah by the hand, anxious to leave as soon as they could.
Her heart sank. She had known it was foolish to tell Sarah too much about her personal life. She should have stayed cool and distant. Sarah would have cried at the time, but she wouldn’t be facing a worse punishment now. If Julia didn’t punish as expected, she would be in serious trouble. She might even get pulled from Sarah’s training, and the poor girl would have to adjust to a stranger all over again. If only Richard hadn’t pulled her away to natter at her about budgets and meetings, she could have been at Sarah’s side to guide her. “Apologize,” she said to Sarah.

Because Julia asked, rather than the doctor or nurse, Sarah choked out an insincere apology. In response, the doctor handed her a white-wrapped lollipop.

“Be a good girl,” he said, and Sarah wondered why Julia stammered in reply. The intimidating woman actually blushed as she stared at the sucker.

Sarah mumbled something sounding like a “yes” before Julia dragged her out of the room.

After Sarah and Julia left, John turned to Jenna. Her wide grin matched his own.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” she asked him.

“That the other nurses will offer bribes to take your place at her next appointment?”

Jenna laughed. “Not enough money in the world. What will we do to her tomorrow?”

John considered. So many possibilities. The more they pushed her, the more likely she would repeat bad behavior and need to continue her daily visits. On the other hand, pushing too fast might invoke Julia’s wrath. She would be a nightmare if she thought they were crowding out her training with their own. John smiled to himself…
pleasure
. “Let’s see how she does tonight,” he said at last. “We’ll see how well Julia teaches her with the Blow Pop.”

Jenna’s smile widened. “Any chance we can get a peek at the video tonight?”

John clapped a hand onto her shoulder. “Of course. After all, it’s medically necessary. Isn’t it?”

Outside the exam room, Julia took her leather strap and spanked her naughty charge every step of the way back to their rooms. Sarah’s howls could be heard from every corner of the building. John smiled. He wouldn’t be the only one to request videos tonight.

*
              *              *

Richard looked up from his desk, wincing at his sip of cold coffee. He nearly spilled the entire cup when he saw the figure in the doorway of his office. He jumped up. “Sir,” he said. “I didn’t expect you.” Usually Master Dragon summoned Richard to his private chambers.

The Master of Dragon’s Lair stepped toward Richard. “Stay away from her.”

“What?” Richard sputtered. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t think I don’t know. Mooning over her papers, watching and re-watching her tapes, finding every excuse to visit Diamond. She’s mine.”