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This is the final repost of part 3 of the Kelli Series. Part 4 is approaching
completion. Expect it in the newsgroups late next week. Be sure to visit the
Kelli Series Web site at http://homepage.midusa.net/~sniffer/kelliseries
There you can download parts 1, 2, & 3 in various word processor formats.
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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