Taught By the Doctor (Thoroughly Examined #2)

Chapter 1

Z oey Lu rubbed at her eyes as she scanned the items on the pink bedspread in front of her.

She crossed her arms, staring down at the pens, notebooks, flashcards, and other school supplies.

She tucked some of her long dark hair behind her ear and snuck a glance at the wall clock.

It was already past eleven at night. Any second now, Zoey’s boyfriend would come barging in, demanding she go to bed before the big day tomorrow.

It had been four months since Zoey was accepted into nursing school.

She had spent the hot summer months mostly inside, trying to prepare as much as she could.

She knew a lot of the curriculum would require her to brush up on her chemistry and biology, so she had spent the last few months doing exactly that.

In the end, it didn’t matter how much she prepared, Zoey was going to be a nervous wreck regardless.

At least she had a sweet boyfriend to help her through the stressful times .

A firm knock on the door had Zoey diving for her school supplies.

She let out a curse under her breath when her dark blue backpack slipped off the bed and hit the floor with a thud.

She bit back another curse when the door opened and Evan’s head poked in.

He immediately frowned at her, eyebrows furrowing in a stern way.

“You aren’t packed yet?” he asked in disapproval.

He stepped fully into the room, revealing he was still in his work clothes.

If she wasn’t so stressed, Zoey would have given him an appreciative look up and down.

He looked so hot and professional in his dark slacks and crisp long-sleeve button-up.

Instead, she snatched her backpack up from off the floor and began to shove her school supplies into it, refusing to meet Evan’s eyes.

“I know you told me to be in bed by eleven, but I needed to print out a couple of things for the first day of classes and then I wanted to double-check to make sure I had everything. Please don’t be mad…” She stopped when a gentle finger pressed itself to her lips.

Zoey’s eyes widened. She didn’t even realize that Evan had crossed the room and had moved to sit on the bed with her.

“Shh, pretty girl, calm down,” Evan requested.

He kissed her on the forehead, gently took the school supplies from her, and set them on the bed beside them.

He then covered her quivering hands with his.

“I’m not mad at you, Zoey. I do wish you were in bed, but I understand completely that you’re nervous about your first day.

” He snaked his long arms around her and pulled her into his lap.

Zoey pressed her cheek into the crook between his neck and shoulder, relishing his warmth and comfort .

Zoey still didn’t understand why Dr. Anderson had chosen her.

She was just a twenty-year-old nurse’s aide when they had met.

He was a thirty-two-year-old established doctor.

They weren’t even in the same league as far as she was concerned.

She didn’t understand it, but she learned to accept it.

Mainly because any talk that brought herself down was met with a firm hand to her bare bottom.

But she also accepted it because she could tell Evan actually cared about her.

That was more than she could say for the few boyfriends she had had in the past.

It was enough to allow herself to be happy with Evan. She just had to do her best to be the woman he deserved.

Evan kissed Zoey’s cheek and began to run his fingers through her long dark hair. “Would you like to talk about it?” he suggested, hazel eyes shining with concern as his hand trailed down her back.

Zoey shrugged. “There isn’t really much to talk about,” she pointed out. She shifted a bit on his thighs. She felt like a little girl all of a sudden, not like the adult nursing student she actually was.

Evan shook his head at her, a fond smile toying at the corner of his lips. “Why don’t you start with why you’re nervous about tomorrow?”

Zoey stiffened. It wasn’t that she didn’t know why she was nervous.

She just didn’t want to think about it. “There’s a lot of reasons I’m nervous,” she said in a soft voice.

She looked down at her clasped hands. “What if I don’t do well?

What if it’s harder than I can handle? What if my classmates don’t like me?

” She squeezed her eyes shut, willing the tears forming to dry up.

Maybe this whole nursing thing was a mistake after all .

“Hey, slow down,” Evan said in a comforting voice.

The hand on her back started to move up and down in a soothing motion.

He tilted her chin up with his other hand, forcing her to look up at him with wide watery brown eyes.

“You’re going to do very well, Zoey. You’ve wanted this for a while, and you’re an extremely smart girl.

That will earn you friends all on its own.

Everyone is going to want to copy my girl’s homework and be her partner during labs. ”

Zoey laughed when Evan tickled her side gently and rubbed his cheek against hers, causing his stubble to brush against her smooth skin. She pushed him away playfully. “Stop, that kind of hurts!” she said with a giggle.

“What, you don’t like my stubble?” he asked in a sly voice. He then rolled over on the bed so that she was trapped underneath him and began to press his face against hers, making sure to tickle her face all over with his short beard.

Zoey laughed and tried to get away, even going so far as to push against Evan’s chest with her bare feet. Evan chuckled as he held her down and swatted lightly at her kicking feet.

Evan sat up first and pulled Zoey up beside him. “Okay, pretty girl, we better get you to bed now.” He took her hand, tugging her up so she was standing beside the bed.

Zoey resisted, tugging her hand back. “I don’t think I can sleep just yet,” she said in a soft voice. When Evan raised a stern eyebrow, she added quickly, “I’ll go to bed soon, I promise. I just need to unwind a bit.”

Evan made a thoughtful sound in the back of his throat. He sat back down on the bed, but didn’t let go of Zoey’s hand. “I think I know just what you need to wind down. ”

Zoey’s eyes widened. “No, Evan—” she started to say, but it was too late. Evan had already tipped her forward so she fell across his strong thighs. Zoey whined and kicked her feet in anticipation when she felt a large hand on the back of her thin pajama bottoms.

“Calm down,” Evan said in a low voice. “This isn’t a punishment, this is to help you relax before bed.” He rubbed her back for a few moments before starting her spanking.

Zoey just groaned and buried her face in her folded arms. She had only been dating this man for a year, and the number of times she had her bottom spanked by him probably outnumbered the days since then. She tried to relax and reminded herself that this wasn’t a punishment, so it shouldn’t hurt.

Evan stared down at his girlfriend of one year in concern.

Her little body was so stiff with nerves.

If nothing else, he was hoping that a spanking would force her to relax her tight muscles.

He peppered her bottom with light smacks, furrowing his eyebrows when he realized that even her bottom was tight.

He would change that.

Zoey gasped when Evan reached for the waistband of her pajama bottoms. Instead of pulling them down though, her boyfriend pulled them up so that the thin material was taut against her butt. Then he lowered the spanks from the summits of her cheeks to just above her thighs.

After applying about a couple dozen swats to Zoey’s rear, Evan rested his hand over both her cheeks. “Is this helping, Zoey? ”

Zoey hesitated. If she said no, he could ramp up the spanking, but if she said yes, then he also might decide she needed more severe treatment. Either way, she decided she was doomed. “I think so,” she muttered.

As she predicted, Evan started spanking her again, slightly harder than he had been moments earlier. He pulled the waistband of her pajamas a bit more, causing the material to press slightly into her crack. Zoey’s face burned along with her bottom. She shifted over the doctor’s lap.

Evan grinned as he felt Zoey relax a bit. He knew that he wasn’t hurting her and he was going to keep it that way during this particular spanking. He moved the spanks to the meatiest part of Zoey’s bottom, knowing that it wouldn’t hurt as much with the extra padding.

The spanking went on for another couple of minutes, but they were a couple of minutes of straight swats. They were quick and deliberate, and Evan made sure to pause just a bit between each one so that Zoey would feel them individually.

Zoey squirmed as the warmth spread over her bottom. The spanks were just starting to hurt. “Evan, please. That’s enough,” she said, growing nervous. This was starting to feel like the beginning of a punishment.

Evan wrapped his free arm around Zoey’s waist as he continued the spanking. He moved the swats to the lower portion of her butt, a bit harder than he had been. “Almost done,” he said in his gentle doctor voice. “You’re way too tense, young lady. I’m going to make sure you sleep soundly tonight.”

Zoey twisted around in vain. “How am I going to sleep with a hot butt?” she demanded .

Evan chuckled. “You always fall asleep right away after you’ve been soundly spanked,” he pointed out.

Zoey couldn’t deny it. She’d only been given a handful of bedtime spankings and they had all tired her out enough to where she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

That didn’t mean she had to enjoy the intense heat in her bottom however.

She squirmed a bit more before finally relaxing, completely exhausted, her limbs hanging limply over Evan’s legs.

Evan grinned with satisfaction when he felt the tension leave Zoey’s small body. He gave her a dozen more swats before rubbing his large hand over her warm butt. Even through her pajama pants, he could feel the warmth.

“Alright, I think you’re ready for bed,” Evan said, scooping Zoey up in his arms and walking out of the room.

Zoey normally would protest being carried like a child, but Evan’s strong arms felt nice wrapped around her. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and inhaled his manly scent as he carried her to their bedroom.

“Zoey, I know the thought of going back to school has been stressful for you,” he murmured as they entered the room. He expertly flipped the light on with his elbow before making his way to the bed and setting Zoey on top of it.

Zoey nodded, rubbing her eyes tiredly. “It has been stressful,” she agreed. She stifled a yawn. “I just want to do well. I’ve always gotten good grades in school, but studying and test-taking have always been difficult and really stressful.”

Evan nodded gravely. “That settles it, then,” he said in a stern voice. He knelt by the bed so that they were eye to eye. “As long as you have classes, you’re not allowed to worry about anything else.”

Zoey’s eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

Evan set his large hands on her shoulders. “I mean that I’m going to do my best to make sure you don’t stress about anything other than school. You’ve already quit working, but I don’t want to hear any talk about going back to work.”

Zoey clenched her teeth, but nodded reluctantly. She doubted that she’d have time to even think about going to work anyway.

Evan wasn’t done. His eyes hardened as he continued. “I’ll also take on more housework so that you can focus on studying.”

Zoey’s eyes widened. “But you’re a full-time doctor,” she argued in dismay. She shook her head. “You can’t do more housework. You already take out the trash and mow the lawn. If you’re not going to let me pay rent, I’ll do most of the housework.”

Evan was prepared for Zoey to argue. He didn’t say anything at first, just calmly moved to sit on the bed with her before grabbing her and throwing her across his lap. In one swift motion, he pulled down her pajama pants, her thin pale blue panties going along with them.

“These changes are non-negotiable,” Evan said in a low voice.

He rested his large hand on her naked bottom cheeks, enjoying the way Zoey clenched at the contact.

“Now, we’re going to finish this conversation with you in this position.

It’s up to you whether or not this pretty bottom turns red or not. ”

Zoey’s jaw tightened, but she didn’t argue .

Evan rubbed Zoey’s bottom as he spoke. “We’ll figure out how to break up the chores,” he said gently. His tone hardened as he went on. “But you are going to make your studies your number one priority. I’ll make sure of that.”

Zoey gulped and asked in a meek voice, “How are you going to do that?”

Evan began to pat Zoey’s bottom. “By being your personal tutor.”

Zoey shifted so she could look over her shoulder at the doctor. She frowned, despite her compromised position. “I don’t need a tutor,” she said in a tight voice.

That earned her half a dozen swift swats to her upturned rear.

“You said so yourself that you have trouble studying,” Evan pointed out.

“So, I will make sure you are doing what you need to in order to pass your classes. That means filling me in on any assignments and exams you have coming up. I will help you keep track of all that and decide how much time you need to spend studying and preparing.”

Zoey froze over her boyfriend’s lap. She almost lashed out immediately at the thought of being treated like a child, but a part of her realized that having help managing her time didn’t sound like a bad idea.

It could potentially take some stress off of her.

She liked the idea of Evan helping her study as well.

“Yes, sir,” she murmured.

“Good girl,” Evan praised. “Now, let’s finish up this spanking and then we’ll go to bed.”

Evan gave Zoey a couple dozen more smacks, making sure to keep them light, but still stinging. Zoey was whimpering and squirming a bit by the end. Evan concentrated the final spanks on where her bottom met her thighs. Then he gave each bottom cheek a kiss before letting Zoey up off his lap.

They cuddled briefly with Evan rubbing Zoey’s warm bottom before they turned off the lights and crawled under the covers, Zoey still bare from the waist down.