Chapter 3 #2
“Yes. Can you smell it? Her cream?”
“No.”
“Mmm…” Daddy sounds perplexed. Suddenly, he reaches between my legs with his other hand and touches my private parts.
I lift my head and arch my chest as every bit of my focus shifts from my bottom to the place he’s stroking.
“She’s soaked,” Julan states.
“Interesting.”
“A lot more than Venkorian females. I don’t recall them getting quite this wet when they engage in coitus.” His statement is so odd, I can’t process what he means.
Yamal chuckles. “When was the last time you had sex with a partner?”
Julan shrugs. “Can’t remember. Probably twenty or thirty years ago.”
I’m so confused. Why would he go that long without having sex if there are women available?
I moan when Julan drags his fingers through my folds and then holds them up. “See?”
“Wow. You’re right. That is a lot,” Yamal comments.
They’re talking about my private parts like I’m not even in the room. I’m so humiliated. Maybe something is wrong with me. I have no idea how wet humans get when they have sex. I’ve never had sex. My education on that subject is limited.
I’m aware how humans made babies before the end of Earth. When there were still men, they put their penis inside a woman and emptied their seed into her womb to get her pregnant. It’s knowledge I have learned from books. Until today, I’ve never seen a male of any type.
Why does Julan seem to know so little about Venkorian women?
Yamal continues, “I don’t get called to provide medical care for women, so it’s been a long time since I examined one, but when they procreate, they masturbate themselves, rubbing their pussies until they find pleasure before releasing their semen from a pouch next to their uterus. It is possible they get that wet.”
“When was the last time you had sex with a woman?” Julan asks, his voice teasing.
Yamal chuckles. “Touché.”
The words are jumbled nonsense. I’m no longer sniffling, though. I’m panting because Julan is once again touching me.
He keeps stroking inside my bottom, an experience that should be mortifying. It is. Definitely, it is. Except he’s rubbing my vulva with one finger on his other hand. Stimulating me. It tingles. It feels so good.
I start rocking against him, a strange sound coming out of me.
Yamal eases his firm grip, letting me rub myself on Daddy’s fingers.
“She’s purring,” Daddy murmurs. “It’s…”
My vision blurs.
He applies more pressure. Suddenly, his finger touches some other part of me. Fireworks go off, and I cry out. My body stiffens as waves of pleasure consume me. When it’s over, I’m gasping for air. My body trembles.
Daddy removes his fingers from my bottom and my vulva.
“Heavens,” Yamal declares. “You brought her to orgasm.”
“I guess I did.” Julan sounds smug, awed. “My cock is hard, too,” he adds.
Yamal’s breath hitches. “Did you say you could scent her?”
“Yes. You can’t?”
“No. I think it’s the injection. Roll her over so I can examine her pussy.”
Somehow, I’m heavier than I was before. My body is limp and lethargic. I’m smiling. I don’t want to. It’s not rational. I should be mad. But I can’t help it. I feel euphoric. I’ve never felt so blissful in my life.
Julan eases me onto my back. He’s smiling, too. I’ve pleased him. He meets my gaze for a moment before guiding my knees up and out, exposing my private parts. He holds me down while the doctor leans in closer, inspecting me.
When Yamal touches my folds, I wince. I’m too sensitive. I don’t like him touching me, either. I want Daddy to do it.
Yamal speaks softly. “Fascinating. I know other species experience higher levels of pleasure than we’re familiar with when they orgasm, but I’ve never witnessed it.” He glances at me. “Has this happened before, Little pet?”
My face flushes.
“Answer the doctor, naughty girl,” Julan demands.
I lick my lips, shaking. “No, Sir,” I mutter.
“Do you masturbate?” he asks.
I shake my head.
Daddy leans in so that his face is inches from mine. “Words, Little pet. You insist you are an intelligent being. You’ll speak when asked a question.”
Darn him for throwing my own argument in my face. I scowl as I respond. “No, Sir.”
The doctor presses against my pelvis. “Ah, see that?”
Julan continues to hold me down, pushing my legs even farther apart as he looks at my private parts. “Is that her clitoris?”
“Yes. It has a retractable hood.” Yamal lifts his hand as if to demonstrate and then pushes again, pulling my skin tight.
“That little bundle of nerves is the epicenter of her pleasure. Apparently, she will orgasm if you stroke it. She probably feels sensation in her labia, too. Perhaps inside her vagina, also.”
“I believe she likes her rectum stimulated, too.” Julan glances at me, smirking.
I purse my lips. I’m still trembling. I do not like my bottom being touched. He’s wrong.
He grins. “Do you suppose I can control her somehow with this knowledge?”
“I would assume so,” the doctor responds.
“If she derives that much pleasure from stimulation of her sex organs, she will probably behave better if you threaten to withhold your touch. If she’s telling the truth and hasn’t masturbated before, you will have to watch her closely to make sure she doesn’t start doing so now.
I don’t think it will be wise to let her touch herself.
She should earn her pleasure with good behavior.
Restrain her wrists to her collar if you need to. ”
My private parts clench tight at the suggestion. I tip my head back and whimper.
Julan chuckles. “I guess I’ll have to experiment with that. This pet is far more interesting than I expected.”
“As for your own arousal, it must have something to do with the injection.”
“But I didn’t get an injection,” Daddy argues. “It was only her.”
“Yes, but it was your essence that was forced into her bloodstream. It was meant to cause her to be drawn to you in hopes she would be more obedient and trainable. It would seem it has also altered her own pheromones, creating the opposite effect, drawing you to her at the same time.”
Daddy draws in a deep breath and lets it out slowly, his gaze fixed on mine. “Carry on with your exam, please.”