Laura stumbled away from the curtain, mumbling an apology through her dummy. She sought refuge from the madness around her, spotting a side door and running for it. She shoved it open and found herself in a parody of a doctor’s examination room. A woman was standing in a white coat and nothing else, grinning as Laura came in. “A patient!” she said, grabbing Laura by the shoulders. “I’ve been waiting ages for a patient. I must examine you.”
“No, I’m sorry. I made a mistake,” Laura said, the dummy falling from her mouth.
“Come on, no need to be shy.” The girl pushed Laura backwards onto a table, lifting her dress as she did so. Straps dangled from the table and as Laura fought to rise, a belt was tied in place over her midriff. Another one was pushed over her ankles as she sat up and with half her body held in place it was easy for the woman to push her shoulders down and tie her upper half in place, her dress remaining round her neck.
“I must check your heart,” the woman said, sticking her tongue out of the corner of her mouth as she picked up a stethoscope. “This might be a little cold.”
“Let me up this instant.”
“I must concentrate,” the woman said, taking a length of bandage and wrapping it around Laura’s head so it formed a makeshift gag, turning her protests into nothing more than muffled grunts.
Laura stared at the end of the stethoscope as it was pressed to her cleavage. The cold tip made her shudder as it moved across to her right breast, causing the nipple to harden despite her discomfort.
“Good girl,” the woman said, swapping the stethoscope for a thermometer. “Better do your temperature next. I’ll just warm it up first.”
She unbuttoned her white coat to reveal her naked body, sliding the thermometer into herself whilst Laura continued to cry out against the gag. “Soon be warm.”
A moment later she slid the thermometer free and then pulled the bandages from Laura’s mouth, pushing the end of the thermometer past her lips. She pulled it back out at once. “You need warming up too.”
“Let me go!” Laura cried as the woman’s hands slid over her breasts, tugging at her nipples and making her wince.
“You need your medicine first,” the woman said, her hands moving lower, sliding over Laura’s midriff towards her core.
“Playtime’s over,” Mrs Flanders’ voice called through from the other room. “Time for lessons.”
The woman groaned with frustration and pouted as she untied Laura. “Get well soon,” she said, kissing her cheek as Laura got to her feet and almost ran back through to the playroom.
Chapter 8
Edward looked at Fiona as she bent over his desk. “You know the medical room is for playing,” he said, pacing up and down behind her. “It is not for teasing and tormenting the new little.”
“I was only playing,” Fiona replied, letting out a yelp as Edward’s hand descended on her posterior.
“That is not the kind of play allowed here and you know it.”
“But I’ve tied down other girls before. We play doctors and nurses.”
“They have progressed beyond the babygirl phase. Laura is new here and must be treated as such.” He spanked her again, looking down at her exposed bottom, her dress across her hips enough to reveal two fleshy buttocks ready for discipline. Discipline that Edward was only too happy to provide.
He was appalled by what he had heard. One of the other students had come to him and whispered about what she had seen in the doctor’s surgery. “I watched through the window and she had the new girl tied down naked. She was teasing her so much, it was awful.”
“Thank you Georgina,” he had said, sending her on her way before collecting Fiona from the classroom and escorting her to his office. She had denied at first, knowing she was in trouble. It was a shame really, she had always been one of the best behaved.
“I was only showing her what was in the room,” Fiona had lied.
“By tying her in place and running your hands over her body?” he replied, whipping his hand onto her posterior. “Continue in this manner and I shall get rid of the doctor’s surgery completely. Then none of you will be able to play in there.”
The medical room had been a recent addition to the playroom, only built two years before. It had been designed to give the littles a chance to act out roles and interact with each other whilst they did so. The straps were deliberately placed to allow them to tie each other down during their games. At first the room had been closely monitored to make sure none of those held in place were put in danger. Edward had soon relaxed when it became clear the enforced tying down was only used for relieving sexual tension between the littles. It was the same reason why the swing and rocking horse had been introduced. Until then, there had been issues between the littles, sleeping together when they should be in their own beds in the nursery, being caught together in the long grass outside or in the linen cupboard. This way those tensions and pressures that built up could be relieved in a healthy way, preventing the hysteria so common amongst untrained littles.