Page 17 of Grace's Daddy
I watch him disappear into his bedroom, and I don’t take my gaze off that spot until he’s back in my line of sight. All the air leaves my lungs when he returns.
He’s wearing a white lab coat now. When he steps back in front of me, he crosses his arms, rubs his chin with his fingers, and furrows his brow.
I shiver at the scrutiny. I feel oddly naked and exposed. The lab coat makes him look like a doctor. All he needs is a stethoscope.
Eli finally breaks his serious stance, lowers his arms, and smiles. “You have a medical fetish, don’t you, Little one?”
I frown, trying to figure out what he means. Do I? I certainly think he’s sexy in his lab coat.
He sets his palms on either side of me again, not touching me. “Do you think about being examined by a doctor, Grace?”
I hold my breath as I consider his question. I guess I do. “Yes, Sir,” I whisper. There won’t be secrets between us. Why should I bother to lie? He would see right through me.
His smile grows. “I failed to mention a few facts about Regression Island last night.”
My brows furrow.
“All Littles regularly see a doctor on the island. They get a thorough exam when they arrive and then regular checkups. Some Littles visit the clinic weekly if that’s something they crave.”
My breath hitches. “You mean it’s not a real doctor?”
“Oh, all the doctors and nurses at the clinic are real. They take care of sickness, booboos, and anything else that happens on the island. But they also fulfill a particular fetish that’s common among Littles.”
I lick my dry lips.A medical fetish… Tingles race up my spine as I ponder the implications of seeing a doctor under such circumstances. A doctor on this island he’s talking about. Surely it wouldn’t be like what I’ve read in books.
Eli pulls back a few inches, just enough to stand upright and set his hands on my bare thighs.
I flinch at the contact. His palms are huge and warm and so close to my core. For the first time in my life, I feel things I’ve never experienced. I want him to move his hands farther up my legs toward my exposed panties.
My lips part, and I start panting. The lab coat is so distracting. Thoughts from my books are going through my head. Visions of him taking off my dress to listen to my heart with the imaginary stethoscope. His hand on the back of my head, holding me steady while he looks in my nose and ears. A tongue depressor nearly making me cough in real life.
But he wouldn’t be the doctor, I realize. He would be the Daddy taking me to see the doctor. “How does that work?” I whisper so softly I barely hear myself. “I don’t know the doctor. Would he see me naked?”
Eli’s fingers inch infinitesimally closer to my pussy. “Yes, Little one. I would be right next to you the entire time. One of the doctors and a nurse would come into the exam room and do a full checkup.”
I shiver so violently that there’s no way to conceal my reaction. My mouth is dry. My panties are wet. My nipples are hard, and Eli can see them.
“No reason to be embarrassed, Grace. A good number of people who enjoy age play also enjoy medical play. It’s very common.”
“But you wouldn’t be the doctor.” I stare into his deep blue eyes. It’s not the fact that I’m titillated by the idea of medical play that embarrasses me. It’s the fact that strangers would be in the room, and yet I’m still turned on. Men I do not know would come into the exam room, strip me naked, and examine my body? And this makes me horny?
“Nope. I would be the Daddy, sweet girl. Littles who live on the island eventually know all the doctors and nurses who work at the clinic. But nothing compares to the first visit when you’reexpected to submit to two men you’ve never met before. For Littles, it’s one of the most poignant experiences of their lives.”
Eli slides his thumbs along the insides of my thighs, heightening my arousal.
“Maybe you’d like to go there sometime, Grace.”
I swallow. “With you?”
He smiles. “Definitely with me. Littles can’t go to the island alone. They have to be with a caregiver or a sponsor.”
“Do you have an apartment there like you have here?”
“I have a cabin. It’s all set up just waiting for me to meet the perfect Little girl and bring her with me.”
“Oh.” I really want to be that Little girl. I’m scared out of my mind, but I still want to be brave enough to go to Littleworld and the island. Of course, Eli hasn’t exactly asked me to go with him, but he’s implied his intentions. And he’s looking at me as though he’d like nothing more than to strip me naked and examine me himself right now. I’m not opposed to the idea.
Eli’s hands move again, smoothing forward until his thumbs graze the elastic edge of my panties and he’s gripping my hips under the hem of my dress. He stares at me for a long time, holding my gaze, searching for something. Whatever it is, I think he finds it.