Thursday, July 31, 2008

SOLID injection

As usual I went to the Govt Hospital on my way to office, to just sneek peek into the Injection room, there was nobody. I was disappointed and I was returning when I saw the sexy lady in saree, talking to a nurse outside the Injection room, the Nurse was saying that the needle has to be thicker gauge as the Injection would be very painful. But the lady wants to go sooner, so she was insisting that she be given the shot with the needle available at with the nurse, the nurse was saying taht the Injection has to be given quickly as the Injection not only big but it is also very painful, the lady did not have an idea how painful it would be, she went inside the room, the room has a screen which separates the Ladies and Gents, the Nurse saw me, and she knows that I came there only to see the Injection, so she was more skillfull in loading the injection, all the while ignoring the lady, the lady was standing, and I would watch her from the screen, I was seeing the nurse, she loaded 6 cc, it took almost 3-4 minutes to load the syrange itself.

as soon as the Injeciton was loaded, she turned back only to find that the lady was still standing, and did not loosen the "naada" around her waist, the nurse was shocked, she told the injection gets solidified and it would be very very painful, if it is not injected immediately, the lady immediately started, and by the time the lady loosened and pulled the saree down, twice the liquid in the syrange was purged out of the needle like a fountain, it was already thick,

immediately she pushed the needle so hard into her buttock, and started teh injection, the injection was very very big, 6 cc, and also it wsa white and thick, I intentionally went the other side, and as there was nobody else except the nurse, I was able to see the injection being injected from all the sides, the Lady was getting embarassed, but more she was feeling the pain, the injection fluid was not going inside , the nurse had to pushe the liquid very hard, the lady started having tears in her eyes, she put one of her hand on her mouth, her mouth was wide open, with the pain, she was suppressing the urge to scream.

the Nurse was very sympathetic, she removed the needle and pushed the cotton hard and told her to put "heated Watter" on her buttock that night, the lady was weaping, I just came out of the room, but started seeing inside, the nurse after the completion, came out, I went inside the room, lady was rigorously rubbing her buttocks, she put her saree up, and she put her steps inside, and she was absolutely gorgeous, she was rubbing her buttock over her saree, she was looking absolutely sexy, but she was having pain, she slowly regained her composure and walked out keeping her hand on the spot where the injection was given, she was piercing the spot, there was no one with her, she called an auto, and she went away

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

There was a girl, Neha living in our neighborhood. She was three years younger than me. She was very much fond of boys. She used to give signals from her eyes very often but I never responded. She was dumb but good looking and quite aware of her body language and curves. We grown up together that is why I had an opportunity to observe every stage of her physical growth. She was not much sexy but she tried always to prove that she was. She was five feet three inches tall and fair enough. She had slim legs. She could look after her body because her mother was beautician and she was running parlour in her home.

One day she came to my home when accidentally everybody was out. She had put on red T-shirt and jeans skirt. She asked about my study and I asked about hers. Then she told that she wanted my help in making a birthday card for her uncle. I as keen in giving great ideas, started
helping her. We sat on a bed in my bedroom. She sat too close to me. Her body was completely attached to mine. She even did not miss any opportunity to touch my hands and fingers while I was drawing a B'day card. After we completed our task she did not leave my home and said
that she is alone in her home and getting bored. We continued chatting. After some time there were no topic to discuss. I took the chance and asked her whether she wanted to play any game to pass the time. She asked "which ?" I replied "Doctor-Doctor". I used to play this game in my childhood with friends, so, I had idea about this game. Neha : I do not know anything about the game. (She lied)
me : There is nothing to know, let us simply start and you will know.

Neha : OK.

me : First I will become the Doctor and you will be my patient. You will let me treat your problems, simple. Then it will be your turn of being a doctor.

She was ready. I gathered the tools with which we can play. I had one plastic injection into which I inserted a pin. We arranged our room and converted into doctor's consulting room . I prepared my bed beside a chair and table for doctor to let the patient lay for whole body check up and taking injection. We started. She came and sat on a chair in front of mine as per my instructions and complained about high fever. I put my hands on her chest as if I was holding a stethoscope and checked. I put a pencil under her armpit and tried to measure the temperature. I said that it was very high and she had to take injection. She was not knowing anything what I was going to do.

She said OK. I asked her to roll over her sleeves up and I gave her an injection between solder and elbow. I gave her few tablets and said that she should come tomorrow. She stood up and walked away few steps and returned back and sat on the chair as if it was a second day (as per my instructions). I asked about her health and she said she was not feeling well. I did everything I did before. I said that the temperature was gone upto high figure and she had to take an injection again but this time on her back. I asked her to lay on the bed. I could see that she was very eager to know what I was going to do. I inserted injection pin on her small rounded buttuck portion through her jeans skirt. I continued pushing injection until she complained about pinching. I asked her to get up. I gave few tablets and she left.

On her third visit I asked about her health and I checked the temperature and said that it was not under control and she had to take one more injection. She laid on bed. I had no enough courage to ask her to put off her skirt. I said indirectly. "Neha, I will have to correctly inject this time. You better just loosen your skirt."She did it immediately. Not only that she unzipped her skirt but also rolled down up to her thighs and laid again on bed. She took her T- shirt up to let her buttocks open with black panties. I turned on.

She had never been so sexy before. She was not looking at me while I was observing her inner beauty. Her panty was covering her buttocks so I rolled down her panty also without hesitation because I thought that I had lien now. Looking at her ass, I gave her an injection which was just a formality. My penis was so erect as if it was trying to coming out from my underpants. I did not miss an opportunity and widened the gape between buttocks and inserted injection into her dark ass. She screamed. I took injection back. I rubbed over her silky ass with my fingers as if I was
applying spirit after giving injection. She got up and dressed up properly.

On her fourth visit she complained about burns.

Neha : While I was cooking hot oil rolled over some of the parts of my body. I applied water but I think it is not enough. Please check and cure by applying cream.
ME : Where? show me.
Neha: On my back, face, waist, breasts and legs. She covered most possible vital parts so I would ask her to put off all clothes.

I said that she was seriously affected and started checking her body superficially. Then I asked her to lay on bed. She laid on her back but fully clothed and waited for my response. I could not ask her to put off clothes and started my actions as if I was rubbing and dressing her burns. She waited but I did not say anything. Then she could not resist and asked me indirectly " are you going to do this in the same way?" I asked her "which way?" She said "If any doctor has to cure burns, skin must be exposed. He can not cure any patient without taking off his clothes. It happens in Hindi films that villain rapes a lady without taking off anybody's cloth " I replied shortly because there were to words in my mouth as I was going to see a nude female body for the first time " you may go ahead."

She then started putting her clothes off one by one. She unzipped her skirt first but slowly, looking at me. She took it out completely. She was looking very appealing only with T-shirt and black panty. Then she rolled up her T-shirt and she was in embroidered black panty and black matching bra. Her micro waist part was looking sexy with panty with a bow in front. I could assume that how her breasts would look before she started taking off her bra. She inserted her left thumb under lace of black bra over right solder and pushed down and the she did the same over left solder with right thumb. She unbuckled her bra from her back and let it drop down. Her breasts were not so small but nipples were very much sharpen and dark that my tongue was tough to control. I mostly like dark nipples and she had. I was eager to suck them. She inserted her thumbs both the sides of her waist into panty and pushed it down slowly from her waist and then from cute slim legs. I could see dark hairs between her thighs. She removed panty completely. She was in nude in front of me. Nothing was left for my imagination. I had never thought that she was so courageous that she could do this without any hesitation. She was laying in my presence with no clothes on as if she had not done for the first time or as if she was nude before a real doctor. She said "Oh, come on dr. Amit. Treat me" stylishly.

I started completing formality. I rubbed cotton plugs on her face as if I was applying cream on her burns. I asked her to close her eyes not because she was supposed to be in sedation while being treated but because I could have room to do whatever I wanted to do with her body without any hesitation. After completing formality on her face I came to her breasts and started rubbing a cotton. Even though she was lying on her back and even though her breasts were not big, they were standing upward with erect nipples. I rubbed more speedily on my favorite part of a female body. I pressed them and fondled and she screamed again. When I rubbed upward she complained that tits were aching. I rubbed the cotton on her stomach just for few seconds
because I was not much interested. I quickly moved to her waist and thighs. I observed that curves were very much perfect and she was nicely molded down the waist. She started moving her body from right to left and left to right because her pussy was wet by the time. I completed front side and asked her to turn. I started from lower part of her head and quickly finished her back and moved to her buttocks.

I threw cotton and started rubbing with my hands. She said that she was feeling good. I took her permission to do something more and interesting. I widened her legs and inserted pencil into her urinary hole and then into heavenly area. I took pencil back and inserted my fingers and thumb also. I also rubbed my fingers over her tits and then I hold one of them and started licking. I licked her breasts and sucked nipples. Now she screaming".

onhhh....ouch........uff ...aaaah.....oh god save me ....oh darling
Amit....fffucckk me " She took her lower lip between her teeth somany times.

After I completed I asked her to put on everything but she denied and sticked to her demand of making love but as I said that it was her turn to be a doctor to treat me, she got up and started putting up all the things and concealing beautiful sight. I observed her while she dressed up. She even dressed up in way that she was seducing me.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Dogs cause embarassment

During a summer holiday in the early 80´s I had a very evil happening with a huge dog ( dane or mastiff ) I spent some days with a group of classmates in a holiday camp. There was an older warden who owned the dog which he sometimes had around him - usually at the end of a short line. The dog seemed to be friendly; he never barked, nor did he seem to be dangerous in any kind of way. One Morning when we just wanted to leave the camp for an outside tour we met the warden together with the dog. I was the first person to pass by the two, when suddenly the dog turned his head towards me, and before his master could react, he gave me a huge bite into the back side of my upper thigh. Fortunately the warden took him away very quickly, before more damage was caused. But the pain I felt after one or two minutes was at least as great

as the embarassment caused by the body part involved and the fact that a lot of my class- mates had watched the scene. The injury was not that big, but the warden - after taking the dog into his cottage - brought me to his room and called a doctor immediately, who arrived after 15 minutes. It was a female middle aged emergency doc, accompanied by a very young female assistant. I was asked to lay prone on the sofa, then the doctor started my treatment. It was very embarrassing to lay there with my trousers pulled down to my knees, fortunately I wore some blue shorts so that my bottom was covered. The door to the warden`s room had not been locked, and some of my classmates were outside and watching. The doc cleaned the wounding by putting some desinfectant on it, which was very painfull. After that she covered it with a big bandage. The whole procedure lasted not more than about ten minutes, and I was very glad, when she replaced the rest of the bandage material into her emergency bag. I started to get up, when she said: "Well, we are almost ready. But you will need some antibiotics, otherweise there is a lot of danger for getting an infection. Stay as you are". I had no good feeling after that. Indeed she opened another bag, took out a small package, a glass bottle and a small transparent plastic container. " You aren`t afraid of shots, are you ?" she asked me. Then she opened the container, took out a long needle and then opened the package. Nothing seemed to be more terrible to me than to watch her while she assembled the big shot I would receive in a few seconds. After completion and filling the syringe out of the glass bottle - it looked to me as a dangerous projectile with the long flashing needle and the yellow fluid - the doctor told her assistant to leave the room and close the door. I wondered whether she would tell my classmates about my following treatment, but before I could think more about it, the doctor pulled my shorts down and exposed my buttocks. It started with a cold feeling of fluid, a short smell of desinfectant, and just after that a terrible and deep sting followed. The procedure lasted about half a minute, then it was over, and I could dress again. The assistant returned immediately and smiled at me with a look of compassion and awareness . Had she told my classmates about my injection or not ? When I left the room the first question of my classmate was: What was worse, the bite of the dog or your buttshot? So I knew she had not. For the next days my buttshot remained main topic at many occasions. It was really embarrassing and worse than the bite of the dog.

Not What She Had in Mind - really long

"Oh man", thought Lacey. "This is not what I had in mind."
Everyone else could wake up in the morning, tell their mom they didn't feel very good and that would be it. A maternal hand on the forehead, a sympathetic "poor baby" and like magic you get a day curled up in bed with hot soup and all the teen magazines and daytime TV you could stand.
It had worked on Lacey's mom any number of times before. But not this time. You're new in this school, mom had said. It's a good school and you know you can't afford to miss too much time. And anyway, it's been a while since you've seen a doctor.
"Mom," Lacey whispered. Waiting rooms always made her feel like she had to be very, very quiet. "I'm really feeling ok now. I could probably just go to school with no problem."
"Now, Lacey ..."
"Lacey?" a nurse in a flowered frock was standing at the door that led into the inner sanctum of the doctor's office. "The doctor is ready for you now."
Lacey sunk deep into the chair, trying to make herself look real small. Maybe no one would notice. Maybe mom hadn't heard.
"Do you want me to go in with you, honey?" mom asked.
Not a good idea. "No, that's ok. I'll be fine."
The nurse gave her a sympathetic smile and pushed open the door leading into the examining area. Lacey rose from her chair and like a dead man walking followed the nurse out of the waiting room.
The truth was, she did feel a little sick. Her throat was a little scratchy and without too much faking she could generate a pretty convincing little cough. But not sick enough to warrant all of this. Not sick enough to face an expert who would immediately recogonize her game and declare her a lazy lay-about. He'd probably yell at her to stop wasting his time and order mom to send her off to school without an excuse note. Or worse, he'd write a note himself saying this girl is a sham. She's not sick. She's faking it and deserves the worst punishment the vice principal could legally inflict.
"Right in here, Lacey," the nurse said opening the door to the examining room. The room was standard doctor's office fare: examination table with the strip of disposable white paper down the middle, cabinet with mysterious boxes and cans and cannisters, a small wash basin in one corner and a scale in the other. And of course that sickening disinfectant smell that is required of all medical facilities.
"How old are you now, Lacey?"
"Are you taking any medication? Are you allergic to any drugs?" Lacey answered no to both questions and the nurse noted her answers in the file she held.
"And why have you come in to see us today?" Lacey mumbled something about not feeling very well and maybe catching a cold or flu or something.
"I see. Is this the first time you've been in to see us?" Yes.
"All right. Let me just check some preliminaries, then. I need to get your height and weight first. Take off your sneakers and those sweat pants look kind of heavy. Why don't you slip them off, too."
Lacey pushed her sweats down and stepped out of them. The long tee shirt she was wearing reached half way down her tanned thighs. The nurse told her to stand on the scales.
"86 pounds," the nurse said as she made a mark in the file. "Now stand up straight. That's good. 5 feet even."
"5 feet and a quarter inch, really," Lacey insisted.
"Right. 5 feet, one quarter inch it is. Now, take a seat on the table and let me check you blood pressure."
While Lacey hopped up on the table, the nurse slipped a protective sleeve on an electronic thermometer.
"Open. Now keep this under your tongue." Lacey tried to reposition the thermometer in her mouth. Why did the plastic sleeve always have to have such sharp edges? And why did it always have to go under the tongue? Surely the whole mouth was the same temperature as under the tongue.
The nurse wrapped the blood pressure cuff around her arm and pumped it up. Lacey never had understood what that was all about. As the nurse released the air in the cuff the thermometer in Lacey's mouth gave off an insistent "beep".
"Soup's on." Lacey sang out, although with the thermometer under her tongue it came out more as "thoop thon".
The nurse removed the thermometer and checked its readout window. She made another couple of notes in the file.
"Ok, Lacey. Just sit here and Dr. Clooney will be in to see you in just a minute." She pulled the door closed behind her as she left.
Yeah, right, thought Lacey. I bet it'll be just a minute. They always say that but it's never just a minute. She started humming a tune that came into her head, swinging her brown legs in and out thumping her heels against the metal table in rhythm. She'd left her socks on, of course. That's what they always told you, keep your socks on, probably because it was always so cold in doctor's offices. I don't know why that is.
She caught sight of herself in the metal paper towel dispenser and noticed that her hair was coming loose. She studied her reflection as she pulled her dark brown hair back in a pony tail and re-tied the rubber band around it. Her eyes were her best feature, she decided for the millionth time. Big bold deep brown eyes. Eyes a man could get lost in, her dad always said. Her face was kind of heart shaped. Cute. Yeah, that was what she was doomed to forever. Terminal cuteness. Never beautiful, not like mom. Lacey was naturally dark complected and a summer by the pool had deepened her tan to almost mediterranean proportions. She did have good skin.
But her body. Jeez, was it ever going to develop? She pulled her tee shirt tight against her chest. No man was ever going to drop dead over these pitiful bee stings. Not like mom. Maybe I'm adopted.
There was a light tap on the door just before it swung open. A tall, slender, nice looking man wearing the traditional white lab coat stepped into the room.
"Lacey? How do you do? I'm Dr. Clooney."
The doctor wasn't nearly as ancient as Lacey had expected. He couldn't be more than 30 or so. Short shaggy brown hair. Deep blue eyes. A nice face. Yes, quite a nice face. Kind of dreamy, actually.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
"Oh, ok, I quess. I've got kind of a scratchy throat, so my mom thought maybe you should take a look at it."
"That sounds like a good idea. Let's see what we have here." He took the lid off one of the glass cannisters on the cabinet and took out a tongue depressor.
Oh, great, thought Lacey. Here goes the game. She cleared her throat roughly a couple of times hoping she could maybe cause enough damage to be noticable.
"Are you congested, too? In your chest?"
"Umm, yeah, a little."
"I see. Open wide and say the magic word." Lacey opened her mouth and dutifully intoned "Aahh."
"Hmmm. Well, that does look a little redder than it should."
Lacey almost did a double take. "It does?"
"Yes, indeed. I can see where that would cause you some discomfort."
He placed his big hands on each of her cheeks and gently pulled her eyelids down, peering deeply into each of her eyes. Then he attached a little cone-like device to his flashlight and looked inside each of Lacey's ears.
He took a stethescope out of the pocket of his lab coat. "Lean forward a little so I can listen to your back."
He tried to pull her tee shirt up but it was caught under Lacey's butt.
When she realized he what he wanted, Lacey rocked back and forth from cheek to cheek so he could pull the shirt from under her.
Dr. Clooney pulled her shirt up nearly to her shoulders, then placed the listening disk of the stethescope just below her left shoulder blade.
"Take a deep breath. Good. Now again," he said as he repositioned the disk from place to place on Lacey's slender brown back.
"Now I need to listen to your heart. Why don't we just take the shirt off. It's only going to get in the way otherwise."
Before Lacey could react, Dr. Clooney had pulled the shirt up over her head. All she could do was raise her arms so he could pull the shirt completely free.
Lacey felt her nipples harden the instant the cool air hit them. Shyly, she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Lie back on the table, please, Lacey. That's good. Just let your arms lie by your side."
Lacey felt her face blush with embarrassment. Her budding pubescent breasts with puckered aureoles and nub-like nipples were completely exposed to this perfect stranger. Well, he was a doctor, she told herself. He has certainly seen a woman's (okay, okay - a girl's) breasts before.
Dr Clooney placed the stethescope's disk on Lacey's chest just below her left breast. When he moved the disk to the center of her chest, the sleeve of his coat caught on her nipple and plucked it sensuously. Lacey shivered convulsively.
"Cold?" he asked, his eyes set unavoidably on the tight stones of her nipples.
"Um ... kind of," Lacey mumbled.
"Just a minute more," he said. He placed the disk on her rib cage, his hand completely enclosing her right breast. Lacey tried not to gasp out loud.
Dr. Clooney took the stethescope from his ears. He gently pressed his fingers to first Lacey's right then her left breast.
"Have you experienced any soreness or tenderness in your breasts? Any lumps?" No, sir, Lacey whispered.
He took each nipple between thumb and forefinger and gently pinched and rotated the sensitive buds.
"Any unusual discharge?"
Lacey's response could have been a "no" or it could have been a groan.
Dr. Clooney released her nipples. He pressed his fingers into her abdomen, first over here, then over there. First up high near her rib cage, then down lower near her panties. His fingers slipped under the
waist band of her panties and gently palpated Lacey's right lower abdomen. As he moved his hand from her right to her left side, she felt his fingers catch on her wispy curly pubic hair. Lacey held her breath.
"Turn over now, please, Lacey."
It took a moment for the words to penetrate, but Lacey finally realized what the doctor was asking and rolled onto her stomach. She felt the heat of her blushing cheeks as she laid her head on her crossed arms.
Dr. Clooney pressed his fingers up and down her spine. He placed one hand flat on her rib cage and tapped the fingers crisply with his other hand. The hollow thumping sound was sort of comforting for Lacey.
"Raise your hips up just a bit." Lacey was so caught up in the sensuousness of a man's strong hands on her body that she wasn't sure she heard right. She raised her head from her arms and looked questioningly back at the doctor.
"Lift your hips up from the table," he repeated.
Confused, Lacey did as she was asked. The doctor hooked his fingers into each side of the waist band of her panties and pulled the cotton briefs down to her knees fully revealing her beautiful tight little buns.
Lacey caught her breath. What? Why? When she looked back, the doctor was shaking down what looked like an oversized thermometer. It was longer and thicker than what she was used to. The bulb on the end was the size of small marble.
"Your oral temperature was a little elevated, Lacey," Dr. Clooney said, as he checked the reading on the thermometer. "Now that may not mean you really have a fever. It could be just the result of having eaten a hot bowl of oatmeal for breakfast this morning. Or if you had a cold glass of orange juice, you could in fact have an even higher temperature than what the nurse found. So, just to be sure, I'm going to take an internal reading."
Lacey still wasn't quite sure what that meant. She had almost gathered her courage to ask when she saw the doctor slipping a latex finger cot over his index finger. A strange feeling was growing in the pit of her stomach. Dr. Clooney spread a glob of slimy slippery looking stuff on the tip of his rubber encased finger.
"This is still the most reliable method of taking a temperature," he said as he approached Lacey's bare bottom.
Lacey gasped when he slid the fingers of his left hand into the crack of her butt and gently pried the cheeks apart, exposing her tender virgin asshole. He saw her anus pucker and tighten, drawing up defensively.
"Relax, Lacey. Surely you've had your temperature taken rectally before." She didn't trust herself to answer, so she simply nodded her head slightly.
"Well then you know it doesn't hurt. Just relax and it will all be over in a minute."
He spread her cheeks again and lightly touched the tip of his finger to her anus. Lacey immediately recoiled away from the contact. But Dr. Clooney was not inexperienced in dealing with timid young ladies. He teased his finger against her trembling asshole, passing back and forth lightly across the opening, almost tickling the sensitive flesh. Then, when Lacey no longer automatically jerked away from his touch, he began to gently insinuate his finger into the orifice. First just the pad of his finger penetrated. Then the entire finger tip. Soon, his finger was buried up to the first knuckle in her fundament. Then up to the second knuckle. Gently, sensually, he massaged the walls of her anal passage, twisting his hand slowly back and forth. His left hand caressed Lacey's buttocks, willing her to relax her taut gluteal muscles as well as her anal sphincter. At last, he decided Lacey was relaxed enough.
He removed his finger, rolled off the finger cot, and picked up the thermometer. He touched the bulb to Lacey's glistening asshole. He teased the tip gently into her anal ring and then immediately withdrew it. Several more times, he pushed the slippery marble into her orifice, a little deeper each time, only to withdraw it again. And increasingly each time, instead of pulling away and closing up, Lacey's anus began to push towards the intruding glass bulb, sucking at it, trying to draw it inside of her. Her breathing and her body motion began to coordinate with the push in, pull out movement of the bulb.
At last, Dr. Clooney pushed the thermometer its full length into Lacey's asshole and left it there.
"It will take a couple of minutes for the temperature to register, Lacey. Just lie quietly."
He left his hand on Lacey's buttocks, rhythmically patting her bottom with his palm. Every once in a while, he would twist the thermometer a quarter turn or pull it out or push it in a few millimeters. Each twist and push and pull and pat sent a shiver up Lacey's spine. Her nipples were now rock hard. She felt a disquieting tingle in her private parts and an unfamiliar moistness between her legs.
Almost too soon, Dr. Clooney said, "That should do it," and without ceremony withdrew the thermometer from Lacey's anus.
"Hmmm," he said. "Yes, you do have a slight temperature. I think we should do something about that before it gets out of hand."
With a tissue, the doctor gently wiped the residue of lubricant from her asshole. Lacey tried hard to concentrate on what he was saying but she wasn't sure she caught it all. Something about antibiotics and catching it in the bud.
Suddenly, his hands were no longer touching her.
"You can get dressed now, Lacey. I'll be back in a minute with your prescription."
It took a moment after he had closed the door behind him for Lacey to regain enough strength to lift herself up. She pulled her panties up and sat up on the table. Whew! Somehow, she didn't remember temperature taking being like that. She hopped off the table and pulled another tissue out of the box. She pushed the tissue down the front of her panties and mopped up the moisture she found in her slit. Her knees nearly gave way when she touched her erect electrically charged clitoris. No. Mom had never taken her temperature like that, that's for sure.
And she wasn't in trouble, she thought gleefully. She really was a little sick. Not enough to make a big deal out of, but just enough to escape a lecture and punishment. Great. Maybe things weren't going as badly as she had thought.
She tossed the tissue in the waste basket and pulled on her tee shirt and sweat pants.
She was just tying her sneakers when Dr. Clooney opened the door, showing mom into the examination room.
"It's nothing serious, Mrs. Chabert," he was saying. "A slight throat infection. It is lucky that you came in. We caught it before it could develop into something more serious. I'll give her some antibiotics and it should clear up quite easily."
"Well, isn't that good news, Lacey?" said mom. Lacey gave her a brave invalid's smile and slumped exhaustedly against the table.
"By the way, has Lacey had a flu shot this year?" Dr. Clooney asked.
"Well, no, she hasn't. Actually, we just moved into the area and I haven't had a chance to get around to that sort of thing," said mom.
"I see. Well, in this climate I would strongly recommend that you both get flu shots as soon as possible. You can see how quickly Lacey came down with the first bug that came along."
"Yes. I hadn't thought of that ..."
"In fact, if you have a couple of minutes, I could give you both your shots right now."
Lacey snapped to attention. She did not like this talk of shots.
"Oh. Well," mom stammered. In truth, she wasn't overly fond of shots herself. "I ... I wouldn't want to cause you any bother."
"No bother at all," Dr. Clooney beamed. "You two ladies wait right here and I will be right back."
Lacey and mom were silent a moment, staring at the door the doctor had just departed through.
"Well," said mom. "It's a good thing we came in, isn't it, honey."
"Mmmm," Lacey said.
"And very nice of him to take the extra time to ... to ..."
"Mmmm," Lacey said again. It wasn't the first time her mother's flirtatious ways had gotten them in trouble.
The door opened again and Dr Clooney entered carrying a small covered tray.
"Here we are," he chirped cheerfully. "We will have you two ladies immunized and out of here in no time at all. Why don't you go first, Mrs. Chabert, and show Lacey there is nothing to be afraid of."
"Yes, that is a good idea." Mom undid her cuff and began rolling up her sleeve.
Dr. Clooney pulled the cover off the tray. On it, Lacey saw two hypodermic syringes loaded to the brim with a pale bluish liquid, one empty spare syringe and a small serum bottle filled with a thick milky white fluid. The doctor picked up one of the loaded syringes and took the plastic cap off of the needle. Lacey's eyes widened appreciably at the length of the needle. That looked like a lot more steel than was necessary for a simple shot in the arm. Doctor Clooney took the lid off one of the cannisters sitting on the cabinet. Immediately, the room was filled with the pungent sweet smell of alcohol. He reached into the cannister and pulled out a fluffy white cotton swab permeated with alcohol.
"All right, Mrs. Chabert. Why don't you loosen your jeans and bend over the table."
"What?" Mom froze, her dark eyes growing as wide as Lacey's.
"Yes," said Dr. Clooney. "I'm afraid this is for your bottom."
It took mom several moments to comprehend. This was definitely more than she had bargained for. As far as she could remember, she had always gotten flu shots in the arm. Surely that was the way it was supposed to be done. But with Lacey watching her closely she could hardly make a fuss.
"I see. Of course. If that's what you think is best."
With as much dignity as the situation allowed, mom unzipped her fly and turned to face the table. She lowered her jeans to the top of her panties. She bent slightly forward over the table holding her jeans firmly in place. Several inches of bare hip were visible between her blouse and her jeans.
"That's fine, Mrs. Chabert. I just need a little more exposure." Dr. Clooney hooked his thumbs into the waist band of mom's exposed panties and pulled panties and jeans together down to her knees.
"There now, that's better." Mom gasped and acted for a moment like she was going to snatch her clothes back up over her bared rump. Gradually though, she recovered her composure, and gingerly placed her hands on the table.
"Bend over just a little more, please." With his hand, the doctor gently but firmly pressed mom down until her full breasts rested on the table. She was now bent at a 90 degree angle with her luscious bottom sticking out invitingly.
Lacey watched as the doctor touched the alcohol swab to her mother's rear end. He scrubbed a small area clean leaving a shiny circle of wetness on mom's butt. Lacey could see goose pimples spring up all across her trim white bottom and up and down her thighs.
"Just relax, now, this won't hurt," the doctor intoned distractedly as he checked the dosage of the syringe.
Mom was in good shape with very little extra flesh on her. Bent over as she was, the skin of her butt was naturally pulled even tighter. So tight, in fact, that when the doctor plunged the needle into her buttock there was an audible pop as the steel penetrated skin.
Mom gasped and started to straighten up. Dr. Clooney held her down with his forearm.
"Easy, Mrs. Chabert. Almost done."
The needle had penetrated only about a quarter inch. Dr. Clooney firmly pushed the needle in its full length. Lacey could her her mother gritting her teeth. The doctor repositioned his hand so that the syringe was between his fingers and his thumb was on the plunger.
Slowly, agonizingly, the doctor injected the serum into mom's voluptuous bottom. Mom let out a choked grunt. Then a more extended groan. Her beautiful face, normally so composed, was screwed up in a terrible grimace.
At last the plunger reached the bottom of the syringe and the doctor pulled the needle out of mom's buttock.
"Very good, Mrs. Chabert," he said as he vigorously rubbed the cotton swab over the wound in mom's hiney. "All done."
Mom turned away from Lacey as she bent to retrieve her panties. She gingerly pulled them up in place taking special care as the elastic waist band passed over her offended cheek. She used the time it took to pull up her jeans and zip up her fly to compose herself before she turned to Lacey and said, "Well, that wasn't so bad."
Lacey, seeing her mom's flushed cheeks and the redness around her eyes, was not overly comforted.
"Your turn, Lacey," said Dr. Clooney, wielding the other loaded syringe. "Pull down your panties and bend over the table."
Eyes fastened on the sharp point of the needle, Lacey, as if hypnotized, started to do as she was asked. She moved on wobbily legs to the edge of the table. She hooked her thumbs into the top of her sweat pants.
Before she could find the strength to push them down, Dr. Clooney said,
"Maybe you would be more comfortable if you were lying down on the table?"
Yes, that would be better. At least then when she fainted from fright she wouldn't have as far to fall.
She climbed up on the table and kneeling, pushed her sweat pants and panties down to her knees. Her tee shirt was so long and full it almost touched the table. She edged it up in front a little as she stretched out her full length. The rear of the shirt tail she made sure was still covering her back side. A pointless gesture to be sure, but it seemed important at to her at the time.
Standing on her left side, Dr. Clooney lifted Lacey's shirt tail and pulled it well up her back, exposing the quivering mounds of her tight trim bottom. A moment later, Lacey felt the icy wet touch of the cotton swab on her butt cheek. The sweet sickening smell of the alcohol reached her nose and made her want to retch.
"Try to relax, Lacey. This isn't going to hurt."
Yeah, right.
She peeked over her left shoulder in time to see him positioning the needle inches above her tender cheek. She felt the doctor place his left hand on the lower part of her butt and pull the skin in the target area taut.
Lacey bit her lip and closed her eyes and held her breath and willed herself to be brave.
Even so, the pop of the needle as it penetrated the sensitive skin of her bottom took her by surprise. She let out a yelp and felt her whole body jerk in response. She was so tense and so prepared for the agonizing pain that she almost didn't notice that she wasn't hurting anywhere near as much as she expected. Even when the doctor pushed the needle in its full length, the actual pain was so much less than anticipated that it was almost a relief. Granted, when he started injecting the serum it got to be a little more uncomfortable, especially when it kept going on and on and on. And sure, maybe at the end when the last little bit of drug insinuated its way into her tense gluteal muscle she let out a little whine and a tear or two might have been squeezed out of her eyes. But really, all in all, it wasn't nearly as bad as she expected.
And at last, it was over. The doctor pulled the needle from her rump and firmly massaged the invaded muscle with the cotton swab.
"There now, Lacey," he said. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
No, she had to admit. It really wasn't.
She pushed herself up to a kneeling position and started to pull up her panties.
"Wait just a second, Lacey. We are not quite done."
"That was the flu shot. I still have to give you some penicillan."
She watched in horror as he picked up the empty third syringe from the tray. It was obviously larger than the other two had been and when he popped the plastic cap off of the needle, Lacey felt her heart leap into her throat. The needle was even thicker and longer than the one that had just pierced her tender bum.
"I was going to just write you a prescription for oral antibiotics," the doctor said as he plunged the spike-like needle into the serum bottle, inverted it and drew the entire contents of the bottle into the barrel of the syringe. "But since you were going to get your flu shot today anyway, I decided this was better."
He pointed the needle at the ceiling as he checked the dosage in the syringe. Lacey felt the blood drain from her face when he pushed the plunger in slightly and stream of milky white fluid erupted from the tip of the needle.
"Oral penicillan isn't nearly as effective. So this really is better. Lie down on your stomach again, Lacey."
It isn't fair, Lacey thought. It just isn't fair. She stretched out her full length on the table and pulled her tee shirt up, exposing once again her precious bottom.
"I'll give this to you in the other cheek," Dr. Clooney said.
Lacey closed her eyes and again prepared herself for the worst. She could get through this. It wasn't as bad as it looked. She had done all right the first time and she would do all right now.
She felt the cotton swab scrub clean a spot on her hiney. She took a deep breath.
This time instead of pulling the skin of her cheek taut, Dr. Clooney pinched her entire right buttock between his fingers and thumb. His fingers were lodged in the crack of Lacey's bottom, his little finger tickling her still tingling still moist anus.
"All right now, Lacey. Are you ready?"
What a stupid question. But be polite. "Yes, s... s... sir," she managed to stammer out.
Expecting the same quick plunge of stabbing needle as before, Lacey was surprised to feel the point of the needle being touched lightly to the skin of her butt. Gradually, the pressure on the point was increased and with it the pain. This time when the tip of the needle penetrated the surface of her cheek, she felt every steely barbed molecule.
Deeper and deeper the steel bit into her butt. It felt like he was shoving a railroad spike into her tight little tush. Lacey gave up trying to hold the pain inside. When her breath escaped, it came out with a sound she didn't even recognize as coming from her.
"Ow ow oowooo oow owwwww!"
At last, the needle stopped its invasion. Lacey tried to catch her breath. This couldn't be happening. Nothing could hurt this much and be good for you.
"This is going to hurt a little now, Lacey."
Was he out of his mind? What did he think what just happened had felt like?
But he was right.
The first squirt of serum invading her gluteal muscle burned so much Lacey let out a shriek. And then more was injected and more after that and then even more after that. With every squirt, the flame intensified and spread and expanded. Her butt was being blown up like a balloon. But instead of air filling the balloon, napalm filled her ass. Liquid flame was being pumped into the muscles of her butt. More and more until she was certain she was going to explode.
Her mind told her the only way to relieve the pain in her butt was to scream her head off. So she did. She shrieked. She screeched. She wailed.
Her bottom hurt so much she didn't even feel the needle being pulled out. It hurt so much she didn't feel Dr. Clooney massaging the muscle with the swab. She continued to bawl long after the syringe was broken down and disposed of.
The need for air more than anything else caused her to begin to quieten. After what seemed like hours, she was able to regain sufficient control that only the occasional sob hiccuped from her. She noticed the white paper that covered the examination table under her was soaked through from her tears. She became aware of her mother gently patting her back. She became aware that her scorched ravaged ass was still on display to the world.
When she finally felt able, she pushed herself up from the table. Her butt still pulsed with pain, but it was gradually diminishing. With a sniffle and a sob, she pulled her panties up over her throbbing bottom, a little surprised to discover that it really wasn't swollen twice its normal size.
She pulled her sweat pants up and with great care got down from table. Dr. Clooney was talking to mom. She couldn't hear everything but she was pretty sure she heard him say:
"Give her a clear water enema when you get home."
Right. Fine. Whatever.
"And remember, it is very important to complete the entire course of antibiotics. I'll need to see her tomorrow and the next day for her next two penicillan injections."
"Oh man," thought Lacey. "This is not what I had in mind."

Monday, July 28, 2008

giving rather than taking

When I was in Bangalore, I was getting injections from nurses and I was surprised that Indian nurses liked to give injections in the buttocks.When I came here to Canada, I became a male nurse and then I gave injections in the pretty buttocks of females. Here is one such experience of giving an injection.

When I was in last year of nursing, I was working in a doctor's clinic. This female doctor was from Iran and very pretty and young. While she was giving injections, I used to watch.She liked to give injections in the buttocks of men and I found out that, she had the liking for buttocks.Her choice was always to make the male patients take of shorts completely and then make them bend down on the table and raise their buttocks and give injections and I could see her patients getting erections. When any female came for injections, she gave me the chance and watched. Surprisingly all the patients knew what it meant when I said get prepared for the shots. One lady of about 25, used to come for injections daily and when I said get prepared, she used to put her panties to the ground, bent over the table and raise them for me to get the best view. She used to enjoy exposing her pretty buttocks and many a times used to ask me how I found her buttocks, she really had very cute buttocks.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

stuck it hard and fully

last week i had to go to have a tetanus shot for a new job im starting. as i was in the waiting room for 30 minutes I was very,very nervous as I never had this shot befor.then my name called & i sprang up and went in. doctr was there, looked at my file and askd me questions. then told me jum up on couch.i did and he asked me to prepare for injection.i rolled up sleeve and he shook head and pointed to my bottom.i winced and shook my head but he lookd me sternly, so i did.then he said roll over on tummy and i did while he got needle ready.then he came over and stood beside me and took wipe and cleaned large area on buttcok,i was shaking and panicing.then he held my lower back to keep me steady and picked up needle.i looked back as he did that and saw needle.larger than i had before. i turned around and put my head down and waited. then he said this will hurt a bit,then it happned.he stuck it hard and fully into my body.i could feel it go through layers of skin. i wanted to screech,but i just cried out and he pushed medicine into me it got stingy and i started to cry a little and tried to pull away but he held me,that made it hurt more.then he yanked it out and gave me slaps on the area and told me get fixed up and roll onto my bak and he put up back of couch so i was sitting,then he told me pull up sleeve that i need to test blood.i didnt know this would happen and id had never had blood taken outa me before. i pulled up sleeve while my buttock pained away.he put elastic onto arm and told me squeeze fist in and out. while i was doing this and vein in arm was getting bigger i saw needle in was fat and had cut edge. then doctr wiped arm and picked it up.he felt arm around vein then moved the needle to it.i saw him turn needle so point was headng for vein and i pulled back arm but he held it hard. then he quickly slipped needle into vein.the sting was awful and it kept going.then my blood ran into bottles he put on needle.vein kept aching,then he put wipe on top of needle and pressed down, that hurt lot, and pulled needle out slow. tears were still running down face and arm pained now too.bottom was sore for 3 days and arm bruised.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Laura lay on the couch

My girl friend has a killer body and we have been dating for two years and I hope she will accept the ring at Christmas time. The other day, while at her house she was complaining of being sick to her stomach. Her dad is a physician and when he came home he brought home some phenergan for her. Her dad said Laura lay on the couch and I will give you this injection. She laid down and started to unfasten her denim shorts. I said I would go into the kitchen and she said no just stay here and hold my hand. Now I was looking at her bikini panty covered bottom. I had seen her in a one piece bath suit and that was it. She is 5 foot 11 and has long brown hair. She slides her panties down and points her toes inward. I watch as her dad uncaps this big needle, at least it looked big to me. He came & sat beside her on the couch & darts it into her bottom and she grimaces as he injects it.She yells out Oww!! Dad, by the end of the injection.Then he rubs her butt cheek for a minute and puts a bandaid on it. I watched her, pull up her panties and she fastens her denim shorts. I really enjoyed having dinner with her night and look forward to seeing more of her gorgeous rear. She jokingly said someday you will have to return the favor of letting me see you get one in the butt.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Dad gives injection to Girl Friend

Friday night my girl friend came over to our house for dinner. While there, she had stated that her throat was hurting. My dad who is a doctor looked at her throat and said you probably have strept throat. She had a lot of pus pockets in her throat. He said I can fix you right up. Not knowing what he meant she said sure. BY the way son you will need one too since I saw you kissing her. She looked at me and said what does that mean. That means we are goint to get a needle in our ass.What?!! Obviously she was very embarassed.I thought i will go first because she was very nervous . I undid my jeans, dropped them and leaned over the couch as my dad came back with 2 syringes of LA bicillin. I pulled down my underwear and he stuck that 18g needle deep into my ass. Cold and thick. I was used to them since I got them when I was sick all the time. Now Debbie was horrfied. She was petrified and asked Dad,Do I have too? He said no, but you could wind up in the hospital and have to get a lot of these.I persuaded her to take the shot,promising her that i will be providing her support.I sat on the couch and told her that she can hold my hands. Reluctantly, she undid her jeans and pulled them down. next came down her panties. She is 114 pounds so not much muscle. I watched as her butt cheek took the 18g needle. She went awwww started to shed tears. He gave her a minute to compose. Then she started moaning, crying and bawling by the end of the injection. My dad rubbed her butt,asked me to give her an ice pack if she needed.I went to get the ice pack as she was bent over the couch and started rubbbing ice on her bare rear and enjoying every minute of it. Maybe me forget about my sore butt. Poor thing was still in discomfort when I took her home. I sure did enjoy rubbing her bottom and the view was spectacular.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

experience of a nurse

I am reena i am anurse in a hospital i want to share my experience.So giving shots in buttocksis so common for me.last week .I was sitting in the injection room one around 16 year old girl along with her sister entered the room.The girl is so scared about injection when doctor has prescribed that her sister give me the slip it was penicillin injection.i told her sister to stand outside and then asked girlyou have to lie on bed to take shot she started crying while hearding that then i told her that u r a big girl why u behave like that it will over soon.while telling that i started filling the syringe at that time she is standing in front of me i again told her dont looke at the shot just choose your position she is so cute girl and is that shot painful? i told her that injection is not painful then she lie her up in the bed i fully ready for her shot and told her while tapping the needle nothing to worry it will be over soon then removed her jeans and pantie and then exposed her bottocks which i have chosen to dart the needle i rub the alcohol using cotton she started crying at that time i told her if u cry before injection then the shot hurt surely please relax and fold your legs then i hold a injection at the angle of 90 degrees and with a quick movement dart the needle intoher cheeks she does the small movement then i told her now needle is in so dont cry and then slowly inject into her bottom she slowly moon but when i saw her she dont show it and after that i remove the needle massaged her site .after the injection is over she thanked me i told her no thanks

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

OTK injection

Hasina ji practice nahi kar rahi hain Usko injection ke naam se darr ti hain Jab maine kaha ki usko micillin injection dena padega, woh to bilkul naa bol rahi thi.
Maine usse bahut samjaane ki koshish ke , lekin woh maan hi nahi rahi thi
Aur maine uski pati ko bulvaya
Aur Mr Mishra ji ko bola injection dena hain
"Mishraji turant bole, aap injection hips par hi dete hain na.
Kyonki agar injection baazu par lagta hain, to meri patni, kaam kya karegi.
pichli baar kisi doctor ne injection ko baazu me laga diya tha, yeh to poora 1 hafta kaam nahi kiya our raat ko bhi mujhe choone nahi diya
Mere opinion me to saare , auratonko, especially shadi shuda aurat logoonko, injection sirf hips par hi lena chahiye " Us din se I take care, ki saare injection bund par hi hoo.

SO I told Mishraji ke Hasina not at all cooperating. Now He went to her and asked her to cooperate. Hasina boli " Arre aap please injection mat lagayiye, woh bahut dard hoga, Micillin injectio ke baad to mein bahut din tak theek se bait bhi nahi paawoonga, zara raham kijiye na". To maine samjaaya, ki jo pehle jo injection aathatha usse jalan zyada hota tha, lekin abhi jo powder aaya hain, usse , jalan kam hota hain. Mishraji bahut busy the, aur mujhe bole injection prepare karne ko. Our us waqt, Hasina, aise hi dekhte khade thi. Woh ab bhi raazi nahi hui thi

Jaise hi injection tayyar hua. hasina " Please nahi doctor, Nahi ji, please please, bahut dard hoga" Mein marjava.
Mishra ji uka ek nahi sunne ke liye tayyar the
Meine kaha " isee 2 ya 3 hisse me split kar dete hain, isse dard kum hoga
She was still not convinced.
Mishraji abhi kama kiye
Sofa par woh jaakar baith gaye,
and what he did next , left me gaping
He asked Hasina come near, she slowly came near to him,
He signalled her to lie down on his lap, She wouldnt do it
He got up and pulled her down and whispered something in her ear
She readily lied down on his lap.
Now She removed her nada of the petty coat and slid her saree a bit.
now Mishraji pulled her saree to one side exposing one of the ass cheeks completely. Now he turned her towards her. Now SHe was lying sideways on her lab

Mishraj " Ab aap injection laga dijiye Dr saab"
Mein" Ji yeh dekhiye ke Hasina hilne na paaye"
Now Mishraji put one leg over Hasinaji's thighs and wrapped his hands arnd her shoulder. This made Hasina immobile. She just looked like a baby except for her full grown large ass.

Mishraji was well built and a bit fat. Hasinaji small infront of him, eventhough Hasina was a well built damsel, a bit on the plumpier side. She measured 32 37 33. Wide on her hips. Her hips were wide expansive and fluffy. I enjoyed giving her injections because her ass was so strong that she wouldnt take out an aah for small injections. As a rule she wanted all injection in her hips due to her husband's orders. mecillin is an exception. Its extreemely painful. I have a lot of patients, for whom I give injections in the asses. Mecillin is the toughest by far. Usually a very powerful effective antibiotic given in dosage of 5cc. Usually all my patients start howling after 1 CC. After 2 CC usually they start crying. So I usually split it into 2 or 3 parts and give it in another cheek and the thigh.

Now I inserted the needle into her ass. The needle was big 3.5 inch long 15 guage.
Now I aspirated.
I started pushing the plunger
Hasina"OOOOooooooooiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaaa!!!"
Mishraji was feeling embarrassed at her reaction. It was bit sensual.
I continued pushing
Hasina "pleeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, nikalo"

nahi hota marese nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
I was done injecting 2 CC Now I removed the needle
Mishraji, aapki biwi ko zarra ghuma dijiye ga
theek hain
Now with her half open saree, she turned arnd for the remaining treatment.
What was remaining was a much larger dose. I had to take out the injection because of the great hoopla Hasina created and I could not see Mishraji so embarrassed. Now as she just would turn and get the rest of it

Hasina Ji "ji Suniye, na pls thodi der baad injection loong, Abhi bahut hii dard ho raha hain, Please please"
MishraJi " Dekho Mujhe ek important meeting hain aur mujhe turant jaana hain"
Ab me bol pada " Mishra ji, Aap jayiya , me thodi der baad dosage complete kar doonga , koi problem nahi hooga"
Hasinaja" haa ji , Me inke saat cooperate karungi, lekin please thoda rest chahiya mujhe"

Ab Mishraji uthe, our Hasina ji apna saree theek karne lagi. Aur Me mishraji ko darwaze tak chodne gaya.
Mishra ji Mere kaan me bole " Dactar saab, meri patni ko aap jaante nahi hain, jaise mein yaha se gaya nahi,, to nautanki karna shuru kar de ti hain, isiliye me aapko ek tarkeep deta hoon, agar zyada takleef de na, to aaap hain na , uskihips ki aisi marammat kijiya , matlab spanking kar sakte hain aap, 5 se zyada nahi tik ti hain aur uske baad aap ki kehna maanegi!!"

Ab Me mishraji ji ko chod kar andar chala. Waha ...

Hasina ne to aise bhagi andar jaise uske gaand mein aag lagi ho.
Our seedhe bathroom gayi our shower on kardiya. Yeh to hona hi tha kyonki micilin ek aisa injection hain jo gaand mein itni garmi paida karti hain ke poochiye mat.
uske baad woh apni dono haato se apni dono hips ko pakad liye.
Is waqt Mishra ji apni business meeting keliye chele gaye. Abhi main Hasina se poocha : Kya dard ho raha hain!!
Hasina: Accha kya aapko pata nahi hain kya. Aap aise kyu kiya. Mujhe bhi pata hain yeh injection sirf ek natak hain.
Manit: hmmm, acche yeh tum kaise jaanti ho. haa natak hain to ya kar lo gi. Mujhe tumhe ek paat padana tha. Tm kuch der se kaise kich kich kar rahi thi yaad hain.
Abhi Hasina ko itna gussa aaya ki usne apni haat apni gaand me se Nikali , aur Table par jo book tha woh liya our meri sir par patak diya.

woh seedha aakar meri sir par gira , our mujhe bahut dard hua. Lekin ab jo mein uske saat karne waala hoon usko already pata chal chhuka tha .

Isiliye woh apni dono haat apni hips ko mazboti se pakad liya.
Aur main ne turant ek 6cc ka plain water ke injection tayyar kiya. Usko pata tha ki is injection uski gaand mein jayegi. Aur woh dus din tak bait bhi nahi payegi!!!

Woh bahut gabraagayi us injection ko dekh kar.
Hasina: Please manit sorry , maaf kardo yaar maaf kar do woh to gid gidane lagi
Manit: Galti to tune kee hain, aur saza bhi tay hain. Aur ek aur cheez agar tune zyada kich kich kiya na, to mein kya karoonga pata hain

ab to woh totally blank out hogayi.

Woh abhi bed ke us paar baithi hui thi aur dono haat uski hips par thi. Meine injection table par rakhi aur jhat se uski baazu par haat lagaya aur usse keencha aur palak zhapat ne se pehle , woh meri pairo par leti hui thi aur abh bhi uska haat uske hips par hi tha.

Hasina: Manit pls pls pls. sssssss hhmmhhmammamama woh to ab rone lagi
Lekin mein un sab cheezo me aane wala nahi tha.

Ab meine dheere se uske haat ek hips se nikaala our , lightly uske hips to feel kiya aur usse dheere se masla.

Woh bahut hi zor se chillayi.
Manit: Ab pata chala tere saat kya hoga.
Now I threw her back .

Manit: Chalo Mein tume 1 minute deta hoon. Tum decide karo ki tum cooperate karke seedhe seedhe mudkar pyaar se yeh punishment logi yaa , mein tumarhe saat zabardasti karoo.

Hasina: .... :oo
bikul blank ho gayi, woh chup chap apni saree kholi aur ulta lag gayi

Hasina: pls pls dheera se karo, Abhi thode der mein woh bhi aayenge aur unko na, meri gaand ko masal ne me bahut maza aata hain . Specialy jab injection laga ho na , tab to woh poori raat meri gaand ki seva karte rehte hain, aur haat se, daant se masal te rehte hain. Tum to jaante ho na.

Haa theeek hain

Monday, July 14, 2008

spanking Neeta and Nisha

Neeta and Nisha were twin sisters. Their father was a doctor and mother was a housewife. Both their parents believe in strictness towards their kids. Although both the girls were now 19 years old and very sensible and studious but still they regular get spankings from their mother. No matter how hard they try not to make their parents upset but still for one reason or the other they always end up getting hard spankings on their bare bottoms. Its always their mom who used to punish them for their mistakes and spank their bare bottoms and never their father saw them with their panties down and receiving their punishment.
Neeta and Nisha both love watching football and that was the only thing they can’t give-up no matter what. Once just before their exams there were some very interesting football matches which they did not miss and put their study on hold for sometime. The results were obvious and they both got just average marks. Right when they had their results in their hands they knew that they are in big trouble but it was too late to do anything.
As soon as they got home and showed their results to their mom, they understood that they are going to get a long and harsh punishment. Mother was verry very upset but somehow she managed her anger and said: “U gals will never forget this day”. This very statement sent shiver to Neeta and Nisha’s spine. Then their mother told them to strip. Gals were shocked to hear that as their mom never ever asked them to strip completely in front of her. Usually they just have to take down her pants and panties for spankings. They stood their in complete state of shock for sometime. Mother again shouted and told them to strip. They reluctantly started to take off their clothes. They were shy to remove their shirt and took long time to take off things. They were shy in front of each other and also bcoz their mother never saw them naked. With great hesitancy and shame they removed every single piece of clothing. Standing there in front of their mom these young girls started to cry with shame and humiliation.
Mother told Neeta to bend and hold her knees. Neeta couldn’t believe her ears that her mother can ask her to take such exposing position. She was just thinking about it and suddenly her mother slapped her butts with full force and she immediately took the required position. Her mother told her to open her legs wide and she with tears running down her face did as she was told. Nisha was already crying and scared to death with the things happening to her sister as she knew that shez going to be next.
Mom started spanking Neeta …… one, two, three, four,……………… twenty. Twenty hard bare hand spanks on Neeta’s cute little butts made them blistered. She was crying loudly and saying sorry to her mom. But mother was determined to give her a good lesson. Mom stopped for a while and just when Neeta thought that its over she again started to spank her. Another 20 spanks. Neeta was crying very loudly and begging to stop.
Mother stopped and told her to stand straight. Neeta tried to hide her private as much as she can with her hands but that made her mom even more angry and she told her to stand straight with her hands behind her back.
Then it was Nisha’s turn……. She also got the same punishment. 40 hard spanks on her bare bottom. She was also made to stand with her hand behind her back . 30 minutes of corner time and then they were both sent to their rooms. They both ran and dressed themselves and went in their rooms.
They were so ashamed and shocked by the humiliation that both of them sried all night long. They did not come out for lunch and dinner and they did not know how their father reacted to see their reports.
Next day in the morning their mother came in their room and see that both girls had very high fever. She immediately called her husband. Girls’ father came in and chkd their temperature. It was way too high. He immediately told his wife that he will give injection to both of them so that the temperature will come down. Although the girls were too scared of needles but they didn’t say anything. They sawy their father preparing the injection and when he turned to Nisha and told her to roll on her tummy and lower her panties she almost fainted with shame and shock. She protested and insisted that she can take the injection in arm too but her father didn’t listen. Nisha’s mom forcefully rolled her on herr rtummy and pulled her panty down and to add more to her embarrassment she rolled herr shirt up too. Exposing her way too much then needed. Father looked at her red butts and told her that hez very upset with her results and will deal with them later. And then gave her the shot. It was painful and she cried loudly.
After Nisha it was Neeta’s turn and she also had to roll on her tummy and herr panty was also pulled down and shirt rolled up to give her fathe a good view of her red blistered bottom. Shot increased the pain of their already stinging bottoms. And being so exposed in front of their father was a terrible experience for them.
From that day they never took their studies lightly. Their mom was right when she told them that they are not going to forget that day ever.
Still when they remember that day they feel ashamed and extremely embarrassed.
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