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Part 3 of the Kelli Series
The Return to Dr. Baker
by Kevin Eastman
Kelli awoke in a cold sweat. She looked at the clock. It read 2:08
a.m. Her sleep had been disturbed for the last week. Disturbed by
anticipation of the dreaded doctor’s visit which was now less than
one day away. Calming herself Kelli slowly drifted back to sleep.
Seven O’clock Monday morning arrived too soon for Kelli.
Kelli began her morning as usual. While in the shower Kelli’s
private phone rang. She thought to herself, “Who would be calling
me at this hour of the morning?” In a hurry to answer the call Kelli
rushed out of the shower, not even considering a towel. She picked up
the phone and said, “Hello.” The voice on the other end of the line
was Kelli’s good friend, Amy.
“How are you doing Kel?” Amy asked. “Fair,” Kelli
replied. “My mom just told me my first appointment is today too,”
Amy said in a dull tone. “Oh,” Kelli said, “I don’t know weather
to say congratulations or I’m sorry.” “I’m scared Kel,” Amy said
as she started to cry. “I can’t be of much help Amy” Kelli said.
“I’m terrified too.” “What time do you see him?” she then asked.
Recomposed, Amy told her, “I have to be there at 2:30.” “Mine is
at 3:00,” Kelli stated, “But I’ll make sure to be there before 2:30
to be there for you.” “Thanks Kel,” Amy said before hanging up the
phone.
Kelli’s hands shook as she hung up the phone. She knew how
Amy felt. However deep down inside she was relieved that Amy would be
there for her as well. Overwhelming as it was she knew she would have
her hands full with Amy all day.
Just then Kelli’s mother walked into her room. Seeing her
nudity she quickly turned her back and said “Just making sure you are
up hun.” Then in the same breath she said, “What are you doing
naked?” “Get some clothes on and get down to breakfast, now.”
While hurriedly dressing Kelli tried to explain to her mother,
Melinda, about how Amy had called while she was in the shower. Melinda
would not listen to her though. The thirty-four year old divorced
mother was excessively paranoid about undue nudity, even on personal
time. With Kelli as her only child she was also very over protective.
Kelli knew if her mother ever learned of her sexual exploits of the
last few weeks herself, Kelsi and Amy would never hear the end of it.
She took care never to let on physicaly or verbally that she had
participated in such behavior.
Now fully dressed Kelli was ready to face the day. She made
her way downstairs into the dinning room. Before she could take her
seat at the table Melinda said to her, “today is your appointment
with Dr. Baker Kelli.” “I’ll pick you up from school at 2:30.”
Kelli asked her mother, “Could we please be there earlier, Amy’s
appointment is just before mine and she really needs my support.”
“I don’t see why not,” Melinda said. “I know you are close to
Amy, I’m sure your presence would help her.” “Thanks mom,” Kelli
said.
As her mother served her breakfast Kelli began to feel sick.
She told her mom, “I don’t feel well enough to eat.” “That’s OK
Kelli,” Melinda said. “I know you’re anxious, I would be too.”
“But you handle it very well.” “Not as well as you think mom,”
Kelli thought to herself. “You will never know how I handle it.”
Kelli started for school early. Upon arrival she met Amy and
Kelsi in the library. Amy really was a nervous wreck. Both Kelsi and
Kelli offered their consolation, but it did not help. Her anxiousness
was so obvious everyone around her noticed. The guys were infamous to
the situation, but all the freshman girls knew. Each offered their
mutual support.
Before lunch this day Kelli found herself in the girls
restroom. After doing the private girl thing she began to examine
herself thoroughly. She thought to herself, “will he be able to
tell?” “Will he know I’ve been touching myself?” “Will he know
about the needle?” Then a frightening thought crossed her mind.
“If he can tell on Amy, and he finds the same on me he’ll link us
together,” she thought. “He’ll tell mom!” “That’s a risk I’ll
have to take though.” “Theres no getting out of this for either of
us.” She then pulled her clothes up and left for lunch.
Arriving in the cafeteria Kelli still did not feel like
eating. Looking around she saw Amy, Kelsi and an older girl named
Amber sitting at a small table behind the teachers. She joined them.
Amy was still in a horrible condition. Lightly crying she rested her
head on Kelli’s shoulder and said, “I can’t handle it.”
“It’ll hurt too much.” “I’ll be there for you as long as I
can Aim,” Kelli said. Amber looking at Kelli said, “You are such a
good friend to her.” “I admire you.” Kelli thought to herself,
“If you knew what we do to relieve this tension you wouldn’t have
that respect.” She just smiled at Amber and said, “Thanks, I try.”
Kelsi turned to Kelli and asked her with a whisper, “How are
you doing?” “Numb,” Kelli replied. “But that’s not important
right now.” “I’m worried about Amy,” she said in the same
breath. “I am too,” Kelsi said. “She is a mess.” “The only
advice I can give you is just be there.”
The hour drew near. At approximately 2:05 p.m. an
announcement came over the school’s intercom, “Amy Larson, please
come to the office.” Kelli thought to herself, “Come on mom.”
“I’ve got to be there for her.” Shortly after the secretary came
on the intercom again and said, “Kelli Miller, please come to the
office.” With a sigh Kelli left her seat in English Class and
proceeded to meet her mother in the office.
In the car on the way to Dr. Baker’s clinic Kelli remembered
Dr. Baker saying something about doing surgery to reduce her hymen.
She asked her mother, “Mom, is the doctor going to do that surgery he
mentioned?” “Absolutely not!,” Melinda replied. “It’s bad enough
that he has to see and touch your private parts, I certainly will not
have him cutting you down there.” Relieved Kelli said, “good.”
As Kelli and her mother walked into Dr. Baker’s private
clinic inside University Hospital all the horror began to come back to
Kelli. The pungent smell of disinfectant, the dull atmosphere made
her remember the pain and embarrassment. She kept to herself though.
She knew whining would do no good.
After Melinda signed Kelli in they proceeded to the waiting
room where Amy and her mother Debbie were seated. Kelli took a seat
next to Amy and Melinda next to Debbie. Amy was slouched in the chair
staring at the wall. Touching her arm Kelli asked, “are you OK
Aim?” “I will be I guess,” She answered. “I just wanna get this
over.”
With in minutes the receptionist behind the counter said in a
loud voice, “Amy Larson.” Kelli and Amy both stood up. Kelli said,
“good luck Aim.” They hugged and Amy went to meet the nurse who
escorted her back to an examining room. Kelli sat back down. She
knew her turn would come soon. She could not help but notice Amy’s
mother did not accompany her. She thought to herself, “that is
shallow of her, but she wouldn’t have gotten to stay anyway.”
Kelli cringed at the thought of what was happening to her best
friend. She knew that at that very moment Amy probably had that
dreadful thermometer up her butt. She knew that soon the barbaric
doctor would be poking and prodding her private parts. She knew that
next time she saw Amy she would be a different person. As she thought
about her best friend and what she was going through she began to
re-live each dreadful moment of her last visit. She now felt
helpless.
After and endless 35 minutes the desk receptionist approached
Amy’s mother and escorted her back to Dr. Baker’s office suite.
Kelli knew it would not be long now. Within five minutes she saw
Amy and Debbie walking up the hallway toward the waiting room. Amy
was pale as a ghost. She would not look at Kelli. As they walked
out the door Kelli could see tears rolling down Amy’s cheeks. She
thought to herself, “what did he do to her?” “What is he going to
do me?” With that thought she heard the nurse say in a
familiar loud voice, “Kelli Miller.”
Kelli looked at her mother. Melinda just sat there and said,
“You’re on your own this time.” Kelli sighed and approached the
nurse.
She was escorted into the same large examining room she was in
the last time. As usual the nurse took her blood pressure, weighed
and measured her. The nurse then said, “Well Kelli, I’m done.”
“I will let the doctor take it from here.” Handing her a gown the
nurse said, “You know what to do.” With that she left the room.
Kelli made quick work of changing into the gown. She wanted to get it
done before Dr. Baker got there. She decided to leave her panties and
bra on. However she knew she would eventually have to take them off.
Now she sat and impatiently waited for the doctor.
After what seemed like forever the large metal door opened.
Dr. Baker entered the room. He said, “Hello Kelli, how are you
today?” “Fine,” Kelli answered. “That’s nice to know,” said
the doctor. “Well lets get started.” Kelli could feel a lump
forming in her throat. She did her best to hold her composure.
“Lets start off by taking your temperature,” Dr. Baker said. “Just
lie down on your belly.” Kelli thought to herself, “Might as well
get it now.” She reached under the light gown and dropped her
panties to the floor, then lied face down on the table. She felt the
familiar feeling of the doctor parting her buttocks and inserting the
thermometer. She knew to relax this time and found that it really
made things seem to move faster.
Upon finishing the rectal temperature the doctor said, “now
turn over and put your feet in the stirrups Kelli.” Kelli thought to
herself, “this is just like last time.” “It’s not so bad.” As
before, Dr. Baker pressed on Kelli’s abdomen until she almost peed
all over him. Then she saw the seculum. “Oh God, this is it,” she
thought. Kelli felt the doctor insert the speculum. She
whimpered in pain as he opened it. Dr. Baker quickly took a pap smear
and collapsed the speculum. Kelli thought to herself, “this is moving
right along.” Now the doctor said to Kelli, “brace yourself, here
comes the fun part.” She saw him pick up the thin sharp needle with
a wire leading to a meter. She clinched her fists and closed her
eyes tight. She felt him push back her protective hood and then the
sudden pain of the needle. She screamed as usual and by instinct
tried to bring her legs together, of course she was stopped by the
stirrups.
Then Dr. Baker said, “Now I’m going to do something
different.” “I need to take an x-ray of the tissue beneath your
clitoris.” Kelli thought, “great, I knew there would have to be a
slip up.” She looked over at Dr. Baker. He was standing by the
counter filling a syringe. Kelli thought, “Oh my God, he’s gonna
give me a shot.” The doctor now approached her. He said, “I need
to inject this in order to get a good image.” Kelli sighed and said,
“do you really have to?” “I really hate shots.” Dr. Baker seemed
to ignore her plea. He took his position between her legs and
uncapped the syringe.
Kelli’s fear mounted. She did not know what to expect. She
felt Dr. Baker firmly push with his finger just below her clitoris.
Then she felt a sharp stick. “Ouch!” she shrieked. “Brace
yourself,” said the doctor. With that he began to inject. Kelli
began to whimper as she felt the sting of the syrum the doctor was
injecting. All of a sudden she felt incredible pressure and pain
coming from her clit. Without warning she started to orgasm. She
didn’t even feel Dr. Baker remove the needle. When she recovered she
began to once again feel the incredible pain in her crotch. Dr. Baker
said, “Don’t feel bad.” “That’s a normal reaction to the shot.”
“Well lets get started before it wares off.” Kelli saw him take a
small tool out of a drawer. It looked like a metal clothes pin.
“What’s he gonna do with that?” Kelli thought to herself. She
watched him connect a wire to the instrument then he approached her.
Once again the doctor uttered, “brace yourself Kelli.”
Kelli knew what he was about to do would hurt. She quickly prepared
herself. Dr. Baker parted her vaginal lips, then held them open with
a butterfly clip. This caused Kelli discomfort. She told him it hurt
but he said he couldn’t help it. “Barbarian,” Kelli said under her
breath.
As the doctor stepped away from her she saw her image in the
mirrored wall. She could see that her clitoris was swollen to over
three times it’s normal size. The doctor stepped back toward Kelli.
She watched as he opened the clothes pin and then felt him close it on
her extremely sore clit. She screamed loudly.
Dr. Baker took his time taking the x-ray as Kelli whimpered
and cried. After endless minutes he removed the clothes pin. Kelli
took a deep breath of relief. She then thought, “what torturous
thing is he gonna do next.” Dr. Baker then said, “Well Kelli since
you chose not to have the hymen surgery we are almost done.” “I
just need to do a quick rectal exam.” Kelli said nothing. She just
looked at Dr. Baker. The doctor said in a stern voice, “turn over.”
Kelli was furious. She thought to herself, “he did this last
time.” “He knows I’m all right back there.” He just want’s to
embarrass me, hurt me more.” She felt Dr. Baker’s finger enter her
rear. As he moved it around she squirmed in discomfort. The doctor
then removed his finger and asked, “have you ever had an enema
Kelli.” Kelli, confused asked him, “what’s an enema?” Dr. Baker
answered, “you’ll find out soon enough.” “I’m going to give you
one.”
Kelli thought to herself, “he wasn’t like this before.”
“He was more considerate.” “He won’t even tell me what an enema
is.”
The doctor had now left the room. He soon returned with a
gray rubber bag with tubing sticking out of the end. “This is an
enema Kelli,” he said. “I’m gonna run the water into this bag into
your bottom.” “Why,” Kelli asked in the same stern tone of voice
the doctor was using. “I do it for all my patients every other
exam,” he replied seeing her reaction to his mood. “You must excuse
my tone,” he said. “I’m having a bad day.” “Turn over on your
belly again,” he requested. Reluctantly Kelli did as he asked. She
felt the end of the tube enter her body. “Now I want you to lie on
your left side and pull knees to your chest,” he said. Kelli
complied. This position made her feel more exposed and embarrassed
than ever.
A moment passed and nothing happened. Kelli thought, “surely
that water isn’t running into me.” “I thought I would be able to
feel it.” Then she heard a click as Dr. Baker opened the clamp.
She felt a cold rush into her bottom. This sensation gave her chills.
Momentarily loosing control of herself she moaned, “ooooh.” “I
know it feels strange Kelli,” the doctor stated. “It will be over
in a little while.”
Kelli lie frozen in her vulnerable position. She was
beginning to feel very full, as if she had drank a gallon of water.
Suddenly a cramp set on. Straightening her body Kelli screamed, “Oh
God, my stomach.” Without turning the water off Dr. Baker helped the
young girl roll onto her back. By this time the cramp had passed but
Kelli was still in much discomfort. Glancing at the bag purched
above her head she noticed that it was only half empty. She thought to
herself, “I can never make it through this.” With a heavy sigh she
again began to cry.
Sixty seconds past, but it seemed like hours to Kelli. She
had endured two more horrible cramps but could not express them due to
her sobbing. The bag was empty now and all she could think about was
getting rid of that dreadful water. Dr. Baker said almost in a
whisper, “turn onto your side Kelli.” As she did she felt him pull
the nozzle out of her butt. Dr. Baker said, “to get the proper
effect you will need to hold this in for ten minutes.” Kelli said
nothing she just thought to herself, “ten minutes, I can never hold
it that long.”
Several cramps and countless sobs later the ten minutes were
up. Pointing to a narrow door in one corner of the room Dr. Baker
said, “You will find a toilet in there.” “Take your time.”
“When you are finished you may get dressed and join your mother and I
in my office.” Kelli ran for the small bathroom. Sitting down on the
toilet she immediately exploded splashing water on herself, she did
not care though. It was such a relief. After a few moments of
intense concentration she decided she was done. She found a container
of pre-moistened wipes next to the toilet. She hurriedly cleaned
herself and went to get dressed. Just as she had completely gotten
her clothes on and was tucking in her shirt she realized needed to go
again. She had her pants down before she even got to the bathroom
door. Plopping down on the toilet she let out even more water and
gunk. She thought, “that’s it, it’s all out now.” “Mabey I can
finally get out of this horrible place.” She again wiped and adjusted
her clothes. Without looking back she headed out of the exam room
door and down the hall where her mother and Dr. Baker were
conferencing. She arrived at Bakers office door just as her mother
was exiting. With her arm around her mom, they left the office.
On their way home Kelli realized she had to go to the bathroom
again. Melinda stopped at a gas station so she could relieve herself.
Upon arriving home the exhausted, sore, and once again
confused Kelli fell asleep on the couch.
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