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They remained like this for a short while, until he motioned for her to rise and stand against the wall.
“Stand here with your nose pressed to the wall, and keep your skirts lifted.” After this, he stepped back and admired the vision she presented with her red, bare backside on display. Desire swept through him. He couldn’t wait to get her alone on the island and have her to himself for five uninterrupted days. Of course, he also couldn’t wait to observe the medical examination she would endure first. His cock went even harder at that thought, and he fought the urge to adjust himself in his pants and instead went in search of the box of anal plugs he’d packed.
After finding the box in his bag, he withdrew the largest plug, one she had only taken a few times during the two years they had been married. He glanced at the bottle of lube inside the box, trying to decide whether to use her natural moisture to coat the plug as he had originally planned, or to use some from the bottle. A sniffle from the wall helped him decide, and he grabbed the bottle up and put the box back in his bag.
“Turn around and come here, little human. Keep your skirts lifted.” He stood tall with the large plug in one hand and the lube in the other.
She obeyed, slowly turning and keeping her skirts raised to her waist. When her gaze fell upon the plug, a shudder racked her body. “Oh, please, not the large one.”
“Yes. The large one.” He motioned at the seat where he’d spanked her moments ago. “Bend over and clutch the armrests. Keep your back arched, your legs spread, and your bottom lifted as high as possible.”
“Yes, sir,” she said, her voice shaking as she moved into position.
Her pussy was swollen and pink, and he couldn’t tear his gaze away for several long moments after she first bent over. He ached to take her now, here in the middle of the hovercraft, to possess her and claim her hard. But the doctor and the pilot were waiting, and he wished to arrive at the island while Lia was still awake enough for her medical exam.
Later. After her exam, he would fuck her into a blissful exhaustion.
He swallowed hard and approached her, then uncapped the lube as he spread her cheeks wider and wider, until her bottom hole was stretched open partially. He trickled the lubrication down between her cheeks and watched as the clear liquid rolled down to cover that tight, naughty hole of hers.
His heart swelled to see her obeying him so sweetly, despite her obvious discomfort from her spanking and trepidation over her impending plugging. “You’re being a very good girl right now, Lia.” He stroked her back in a comforting gesture as he worked two thick fingers into her tightness, making sure her anus was adequately coated with the lubrication.
Her muscles intermittently clamped down on his digits, but he kept moving in and out of her snug hole, working the lube in and out until he felt she was ready for the large plug. Slowly withdrawing his fingers, he immediately replaced them with the tip of the plug and pushed it into her asshole.
“You’re doing great, Lia. Keep opening for me and take all of the plug. If it seems too large, try bearing down on it for a few moments.” He continued stroking her back as he offered encouragement, and to his delight she managed to take almost all of the plug during the next few pushes.
“Oh, Cavvik, I don’t know if…”
Another push and the plug was fully seated in her tight little anus. “There. It’s all the way inside you, naughty girl,” he said teasingly. “You always think you won’t be able to take the large plug, yet every time you manage to take it.”
The sounds of her sudden, heavy breathing reached him, and the urge to comfort her further before calling for the doctor and pilot to return consumed him. He grasped her forearm and guided her to stand. Her skirts fell back in place as she stepped away from the seat, and he wasted no time in gathering her into his arms.
He tucked her head beneath his and breathed in her sweet, floral scent, as well as the scent of her arousal that hung in the air. This was where she belonged, always, at his side and in his embrace. His sweet wife. His perfect little human.
“Are you all right, Lia?” he asked gently as he swept her hair behind her shoulders.
“Yes, I’m okay.”
“Good. I know you are in an urgent state right now, but I expect you to sit as still as possible during the trip to Heche Island. No squirming in an effort to relieve your naughty desires. Do you understand?”
She pulled back and peered up at him, her cheeks flushed a pretty shade of dark pink. “I wouldn’t dare! Not in the presence of the doctor and the pilot, anyway,” she added after a moment, a slight smile curving her lips.
He kissed her forehead and she sighed against him as his lips lingered upon her soft skin. Then he guided her into her seat and closed the safety straps over her chest. She winced and started to squirm, but immediately stopped herself. She gripped the armrests and swallowed hard, a pained look crossing her face as she struggled to remain still in the seat, per his instructions.
“How does it feel to sit?”
She shot him a playful, withering glare. “Could you please tell the pilot to drive this thing at full speed?”
Chapter Two
Lia now knew the definition of agony, for agony was sitting on a hovercraft for hours with a sore bottom and a plug seated in her backside hole. Lia held onto the armrests and willed herself not to squirm. To make her situation even worse, her center ached with desire and her clit throbbed harder by the minute. She felt herself growing wetter and wetter as the pressure of the plug filling her did scandalous things to her body.
She glanced at Cavvik and wished they were alone right now. If they were alone, he might remove the plug and fuck her. Or maybe he’d leave it in place and fuck her, filling her up even more. She glanced down to see her hardened nipples tenting the fabric of her dress. Cavvik didn’t allow her to wear a bra either anymore, citing that Varishan females didn’t normally wear undergarments of any kind. But she suspected he’d implemented this rule for his own voyeuristic benefit.
“We’re almost there, Lia,” Cavvik said, reaching over from his seat to squeeze her thigh. Hovercraft seats were spaced about a foot apart, and he was seated in the one to her left. She gave him an urgent look and he chuckled. “Patience, my sweet. We’ll get the plug out of you soon after our arrival.”
We’ll? Her heart thumped faster.
Did that mean the doctor was going to help? She wanted to know but didn’t dare ask. If Cavvik had determined the doctor would be present during the removal of her plug, there would be no convincing him otherwise. A heated flush stole through her, and she wiped perspiration from her brow. A scream built in her throat as she continued to fight the urge to shift around in her seat in search of relief.
Cavvik leaned closer. “Naughty wives with plugged bottoms must sit very still.” One thick, dark eyebrow rose up. “Trust me, Lia, you don’t want to find out what will happen to you if I catch you squirming around over there.”
She lifted an eyebrow of her own and gave him another mocking glare. “I haven’t moved a muscle. I’m quite comfortable, actually.”
“Don’t tell lies to me, little one. You also don’t want to find out what will happen if you lie to me.”
She took a deep breath and turned to gaze out the window. Just breathe. In and out. Almost there. She focused on the stars sparkling in the distance, and the brightness of the three moons illuminating the treetops of the mountain below. She nearly cheered aloud when the treetops turned to beach, and the beach soon turned to water. The pilot guided the hovercraft over the Fahha Ocean, and she was overjoyed when they once again reached another beach.
They landed not long after, the hovercraft descending to the ground with a slight jolt. The hatch opened and the buzzing noise of the stairs retracting down filled her with relief. The sound of the ocean, as well as nighttime insects and creatures from the tropical forest Cavvik had told her stretched over most of the island, reached her and gave her a sense of freedom. She would miss Melanie, but it w
ould be nice to get away for a while in a beautiful location, just her and Cavvik.
Well, after the doctor left, anyway. She’d been concentrating so hard on not squirming that she’d nearly forgotten about her impending exam.
Cavvik unfastened her safety restraints and lifted her to her feet. She welcomed the change of position, but instinctively clenched her bottom a second later, worried the plug might slip out. Of course, she had walked about their home wearing a butt plug before and never had one fall out, but she always worried it might, and she imagined such an accident would be beyond humiliating.
“Doctor Sorn, I would like you to set up your examination table in the sitting room of the beach house. It’s late and I would like to get the exam over with as soon as possible, though my wife’s health is very important to me, so I still expect a most thorough exam.”
A dark yet gleeful look entered the doctor’s gaze as he glanced from Cavvik to Lia. “I will be as thorough in your wife’s examination as I was the last time I examined her.”
Lia’s stomach flipped. She opened her mouth to protest, but a stern look from her husband stilled her speech, and she pressed her lips together and cursed herself—silently—for promising to not put up a fuss during her exam. She’d been desperate at the time not to receive her spanking in front of the pilot and the doctor, and now she wondered just what she’d gotten herself into.
Two years ago, after she’d been taken from the human worldship she’d called home for her entire life, Doctor Sorn had inspected her intimate areas, even inserted a speculum into her pussy and stretched her wide open while Cavvik watched. He’d forced her to orgasm too, in order to test her responsiveness. She’d come hard on the exam table, even though she had wanted to will herself to resist. But she’d been impossibly wet and aching for a release, and she had moaned loud as she found her release while Cavvik held her down on the table as Doctor Sorn rubbed her clit.
Still ever aware of the plug in her backside, Lia took slow, small steps as they descended the stairs of the hovercraft and walked toward the beach house. It was illuminated, all the windows glowing yellow from within. The door opened and a tall Varishan wearing a traditional servant’s uniform greeted them. Lia glanced around but spotted no one else. The servant took the bags Cavvik was carrying and ventured up a winding staircase.
The beach house was furnished sparsely but elegantly with bursts of bright colors scattered throughout, just like their mountain home. A friend of Cavvik’s owned this island and had offered it as a vacation spot whenever they wished to visit.
Reluctantly, Lia followed Cavvik and the doctor into the sitting room. Doctor Sorn immediately opened his bag and started setting up the exam table. She glanced at the entrance to the sitting room to find Cavvik closing the wide door and bolting it shut, and she breathed easier knowing the servant couldn’t wander in while Doctor Sorn conducted her exam.
“Take your clothes and shoes off while the doctor gets ready.” Cavvik gave her a pointed look.
Shame rushed through her, and with shaking hands she lifted her skirts and pulled the dress off over her head. Cavvik took it from her and placed it on a nearby sofa. She slipped her sandals off and nudged them against the same sofa, feeling increasingly exposed as she stood in the center of the sitting room. Her bottom still throbbed from her spanking, and the plug felt unbearably huge in her anus all of a sudden. She knew it had to come out before the doctor began his exam, and she both anticipated and dreaded its removal. It was now apparent that Cavvik intended to remove it in the doctor’s presence.
Or… her pulse raced. Maybe he meant for Doctor Sorn to take it out. Heat seared her face and she fidgeted in place as she watched the doctor don a pair of gloves.
“Cavvik, I…” She what? She peered at her husband, suddenly speechless and acutely embarrassed over her nudity and the fact that her bottom was likely bright red.
“You promised to be a good girl, Lia. If you break that promise, I will take my belt to your already punished backside. Is that what you want? A belt whipping in front of the doctor?”
She shook her head. “No, sir.”
“Ah,” Cavvik said, looking toward the exam table. “The doctor appears to be all ready for you. Now, let’s get you up on the table, on your hands and knees, so he can remove the plug from your bottom first.”
* * *
Lia hesitated, but not for long. Once she reached the table, Cavvik helped her get into position on her hands and knees.
“Arch your back and lift your behind high in the air, please,” the doctor said in a businesslike tone.
Lia sighed heavily and did as the doctor asked, and when Cavvik moved around to the end of the table his breath caught at the unhindered view of her pussy, plump and gleaming with her arousal.
“With your permission, Admiral Cavvik,” the doctor said, still unused to calling Cavvik anything but admiral, despite the fact that he had retired. “I will bring the little human to a release while I remove the plug. Given the large size of this plug, I think it will be easier if she orgasms as I’m taking it out.”
“Of course, doctor,” Cavvik said. “Lia, be a good girl and come while Doctor Sorn rubs your clit.”
A faint whimper escaped her but she didn’t move out of position. When the doctor touched a finger to her clit though, she gave a start and whimpered louder. Doctor Sorn circled her swollen nubbin while Cavvik watched, and it wasn’t long before she was moaning and undulating her hips as she pressed back against the doctor’s finger.
“Such a bright red bottom,” Doctor Sorn commented as he reached for the base of the plug with his free hand, still stroking Lia’s clit as he began to work the large plug out of her anus. “But I was there and witnessed your naughtiness, so I know the spanking you received was well-deserved.”
The moment the doctor had the plug halfway out of her tight hole, Lia quivered on the table as if she was struggling to remain on her hands and knees, and she cried out as an orgasm finally took hold of her. While she was shuddering her release, Doctor Sorn removed the plug entirely and set it aside.
“There now, the plug is out and we can begin your examination. Turn over, scoot your bottom to the edge of the table, and put your feet in the stirrups.”
Cavvik remained rooted to the floor, his gaze locked on Lia’s exposed privates as she turned on the table and got into position. She was blushing furiously and her nipples were stiff and darker pink than usual too. His mouth watered with the urge to lick those hardened peaks and even bite down until she begged him to stop. His cock pressed against the front of his pants and he felt his blood growing hotter and hotter as his desire for his little human wife soared.
Doctor Sorn set about examining her breasts first, cupping them and kneading them as a look of concentration crossed his face. Then he ran a scanner over the surface of her body, focusing most of his time on her stomach. Apparently satisfied with his findings, he dropped the scanner back into his pocket and glanced at Cavvik. “She is quite healthy so far. I must examine her pussy now.”
Lia’s light blue eyes widened when the doctor approached her with a speculum.
“Just like the last time I examined you, little human, you are so wet that I won’t need to use lubricant before I insert this in your pussy.”
She stared at the small contraption he held and her hands curled into fists as he pushed it inside her. The doctor twisted a knob on the speculum and an instant later, her pink center was spread wide open. As soon as the doctor confirmed her health and departed the island, Cavvik planned to fuck that wet pink pussy and make Lia come over and over again, this time with his cock pumping in and out of her.
“You’re being a very good girl, Lia,” Cavvik said, hoping Lia continued to behave herself. If she resisted the doctor in any way, he would have no choice but to follow through with his threat to whip her, and if that happened it would of course prolong the examination.
Doctor Sorn moved a chair from against the wall to the end of the
table and sat down in it, then withdrew a light from his pocket, shining it directly between Lia’s quivering thighs and illuminating her innermost private parts. Next, he retrieved the medical scanner from his pocket and held it in front of her widely spread pussy. He made a noise of approval and shoved the scanner back into his pocket. Turning off the handheld light, he set it aside and leaned forward in concentration as he began working the speculum out of Lia’s cunny.
“Everything okay?” Cavvik wiped perspiration from his brow and inhaled deeply, catching the sweet yet pungent scent of Lia’s arousal in the air.
“Yes, admiral. She is still perfectly healthy. Once I check her anal passage, her exam will be finished.”
“Good.” Cavvik felt his nostrils flare and his muscles tense as he watched the doctor finish removing the speculum. Lia’s pink pussy lips closed together, but she was spread so wide that he still had a view of the extensive moisture glistening inside her entrance.
Doctor Sorn applied some of that moisture to the tips of two of his gloved fingers and gave Lia a serious look. “Lift your feet from the stirrups and hug your legs to your chest, human. I need better access to your backside hole.”
Chapter Three
Lia pressed her eyes shut as she hugged her legs to her chest. She felt Cavvik and the doctor’s eyes on her, and her face grew hotter to be so open and exposed upon the table. Biting her bottom lip, she hoped Doctor Sorn was quick about this next part. She thought an anal exam was completely unnecessary, but she dared not protest and risk another spanking on her already sore bottom.
“Oh!” She jumped at the feel of the doctor’s fingers probing her most secret hole, the coolness of the lube he’d covered his digits in startling her. She opened her eyes to see Cavvik standing behind the doctor, his gaze trained on her bared privates, and the unmistakable hugeness of his erection tenting the front of his pants.