Saving Grace Unknown (carter reed txt) 📖

what he might do to me, but I knew I would rather find out than take what I had coming if I disobeyed. My rear was still stinging from where his palm had landed. Putting my hands on the examination table, I bent over. I felt Austin's fingers at the top of my back as he began fiddling with the buttons of my dress. One by one, I felt the opening, felt the cloth falling away from my body until he'd undone the last one at the small of my back. He gave the dress a tug and it fell down slightly. "Lift your arms," he said. I did and the sleeves came off as the whole thing fell to the floor.

Fresh waves of shame and humiliation crashed through me. There I was standing in the Doc's office, the way I'd stood when I was just a little girl and my daddy had come over to play chess or smoke cigars. Except now I was a fully grown woman. And now, instead of standing in the corner and sucking on a lollipop, watching the horses go by outside the window, I was about to be examined by the Doc while my husband watched.

As I stood staring at the wall I felt Austin's hands at the hem of my camisole. As he pulled it up, I felt my naked flesh exposed to the light of day. First the small of my back. Then, as the fabric rose, I felt it at the undercurve of my breasts. He grazed my soft mounds with a finger as he asked me to put my arms up. The touch made me wetter than I had been and as the material was pulled up and over my head, I looked back down to see the my nipples had stiffened and were now pointing straight outward. A shiver ran through me. This was not a feeling I'd ever experienced before, this confusing excitement mixed with fear.

I was now completely stark naked, save my boots. I wondered if they would make me take those off too. Austin put a gentle hand on my arm and turned me around. As I turned slowly towards the two of them, I lifted an arm and tried to cover my chest with it, while my other hand swept down to the space between my legs. Glancing up at Austin, I saw his eyes rake over me slowly. When I looked back down towards the floor, I couldn't help but catch the bulge that had formed at his middle. I breathed a little heavier, knowing that something about that bulge was for me.

"A fine bride you've chose, my boy," the Doc said stepping towards us and giving Austin a slap on the back. I couldn't look at either of them. My eyes just went from the floor to the wall, to the bookshelf with the Doc's medical literature, back to the floor again. But I could feel them both looking at me. "Best take her boots off as well then," the Doc said to Austin. "May as well get her up on the table first."

"Alright beautiful," Austin said, stepping towards me again and putting his hands on my arms. I almost let out a shriek as I felt myself being lifted into the air then plopped down on the examination table behind me.

"Once you take her boots off I'll swing the stirrups out," I heard the Doc say, though I couldn't see him anymore because Austin's massive frame was the only thing in my field of vision. I looked up and our eyes met. As his hands drifted down my body towards my legs, I let out the quietest whimper. I wanted nothing more than to feel those hands on me, but in the most private places I had. This time, not only did I feel myself getting wetter down there, I smelled the hot, sticky sweetness of it too. Austin must have as well, being so close to me. He went down on one knee and I almost whimpered again. His face was just inches from my sex and the ache had turned into a pounding, thundering need between my thighs.

He knew it too. I knew he did. I could tell from the way he held me with his eyes as he pulled my boots off my feet. When he was done, he stood up and took a few steps back.

"Alright Gracey," the Doc said, stepping forward and taking Austin's place, "spread those legs of yours for me so I can take a look."

Having been too caught up in Austin, I hadn't realized that the Doc was holding some kind of shiny metal implement and I recoiled and shrank away from him at the sight of the thing.

"Not to worry now Gracey, I've done more of these exams that you could count," the Doc said, putting a hand on my thigh. I trembled slightly at his touch but felt even more wetness come in between my legs. I looked at Austin, searching for anything, anyone that could explain to me why my body was reacting in this way. He just nodded, letting me know that what the Doc was doing was what he wanted.

So I pushed myself back a bit further on the table and slowly brought me feet up. I put my heels on the edges of the table and just as slowly, spread my thighs open. I heard the sound of my sex opening, sticky as the folds of flesh there were with wetness. I glanced down and took in my womanhood for the first time just as the Doc brought his instrument to it.

"Oh!" I gasped as the cold metal touched my skin.

"Hold still now," the Doc said scowling at how I'd flinched. Slowly, carefully, he moved the heavy rod inside of me. I felt it move past the outer flesh and into my body as more liquid began to come out of me from the sensation. My