Trust Your Doctor

Livvy was having a bad day. 

Before school her mom was in a bad mood and was snapping at everyone. Livvy hadn’t been doing her chores lately, her dad had been traveling most of the last month, and her mom was having to take care of everything for everyone.

“Livvy! It’s almost time to go, come on, get a move on!”

“Coming!” replied Livvy as she dropped her sundress over her head and grabbed her backpack for school. There was a boy in her class she’d been teasing lately, and she hoped that wearing this dress might get his attention. Running down the stairs, she froze as she saw her mom standing with her arms crossed waiting for her daughter to arrive.

“What’s this, little missy? Weren’t you supposed to put the dishes in the dishwasher last night? Why is this kitchen such a mess?” demanded her mom.

“Ummm….sorry, mom, I guess I just forgot again. I’ll do it as soon as I’m home from school, I promise!”

“You’re damn right you will, or I’ll remind you what happens when you decide you’re too good for chores!” Livvy remembered, all right. The last time it happened she kept forgetting for almost an entire week. Her bottom was as red as a tomato and she had to stand in the corner with her panties down for an hour! She promised herself it wouldn’t happen again, but…

“Okay, okay! I remember!” Livvy retorted.

“And now it looks like I need to take you shopping again, that dress is so short it’s barely decent! Go change it, right now…wait. It’s too late, we need to go. Just get in the car,” her mom sighed. Obediently, Livvy headed to the car and got in. She knew when her mom was like this it was best just to do as she was told and to keep quiet.

At school, as soon as she was dropped off she headed towards her friends. She didn’t see Tamra, her bully for as long as she could remember, off to the side nearby. 

“Hey everyone, look at Livvy! Her dress is so short you can practically see her underwear! Maybe she thinks if she shows off her butt no one will notice how ugly her face is!” teased Tamra, and, of course, everyone laughed. Even her supposed friends couldn’t help themselves. Livvy turned bright red in shame, turned around, and right as she was about to run off to her class to hide from everyone, she saw her crush, Thomas, snickering along with everyone else. Feeling totally humiliated, tears started pouring from her eyes as she ran off.

Later that day she got her test back in math. She hated math, but she studied hard this time and thought she did pretty good on this one, but she was wrong. At the top of the paper, in bright red pen it said 58/100, with a big D circled two times. She squeezed her eyes tight, feeling like such a failure and trying not to cry when she heard a voice behind her. That voice.

“Awwww, did little Tamra bomb her math test? Is she gonna cry like a wittle baby?” mocked Tamra who looked so pleased with herself to have found yet another way to torment Livvy. 

“Just … shut up, Tamra, okay? It’s none of your business!” retorted Livvy, knowing it was a pretty lame reply and didn’t help her cause. At least it got her feeling mad instead of sad so she was able to hold her tears back. Tamra rolled her eyes as she snickered, but kept her mouth shut as she saw the teacher looking in their direction.

Her mom came to pick her up after school. Apparently though, she had to drop something off in the main office because she had parked and was waiting for Livvy right by the main doors. At first Livvy was glad to see her mom. Her day was so bad that it felt nice to see her mom and she was looking forward to getting in the car and getting away from school.

“There you are! I’ve been standing here for 15 minutes, we’ve got to get going so stop dawdling!” yelled her Mom. 

Livvy, who was talking to her teacher after class, snapped back at her Mom as they started walking. “It’s not my fault! Mrs. Wynn made me stay after to talk about my test!” 

Her mom stopped suddenly, and looked at her daughter. “Did you fail another test? Didn’t I tell you to study for this one? What is wrong with you?” Her mom looked livid. 

“I did study! But … but … I guess I got your math stupidness because it didn’t work!” yelled Livvy at her mom, immediately realizing she’d gone too far. A dark shadow seemed to come over her mom’s face and she immediately stopped yelling. She got very quiet, and Livvy knew that was a bad, bad sign. 

“How dare you?” asked her mom in a very quiet voice, almost whispering. “I’ve had enough of your attitude young lady, this ends NOW.” she declared. Livvy started to slowly shake her head. She knew what came next, but it couldn’t. They were at her school, in front of a bunch of other students including some of her classmates! She wouldn’t dare, would she? 

“I’m sorry mom, I’ve just–” Livvy tried to apologize, but it was too late. Her mom grabbed her upper arm and started marching over towards the car. She let out a sigh of relief, it looked like her mom was going to take her home first. Then, as they were walking past a bench, suddenly her mom yanked Livvy’s backpack off of her and sat down. 

“Mom! No, please, don’t–” but her mom wasn’t listening. She was clearly beyond words as she grabbed her daughter’s arm and firmly pulled her over her lap! “Mommy! Stop, please!” begged Livvy, as she saw the other students stop and turn towards her to see what the commotion was about. 

“This attitude is not acceptable, young lady. If you’re going to behave like a brat then you’ll be treated like a brat, and brats get their bottoms paddled, as you well know!” her mom whispered forcefully into her ear. 

When Livvy’s mom yanked her down over her lap, her short little dress flipped right up to reveal her white cotton panties to anyone who cared to look. Livvy had tried to pull it back down, but her mom grabbed her hands before she could. With her other hand, she actually yanked Livvy’s panties right down to her thighs, showing off all of her private parts to the entire audience of fellow students! 

“Mom! Mommy, nnooo—” begged Livvy, but it was too late. Before she could get the last word out she felt her mother’s hand land firmly on her right butt cheek! 

“Owww!” cried Livvy, but her mom was just getting started. She was going quickly, fortunately, but she wasn’t holding back. One after another, smacks rained down on Livvy’s little bottom, right, left, right, left, right, left, right … 20 times. The entire time with Livvy trying to keep her voice down, but her cries and whimpers still slipped out, sharing her distress with all within earshot. “Ow! Nooo….stop! …. Mmmmaah! … Owie! … Ouch! .. Ahhh!!!” 

Within 30 seconds it was all over, but it was the longest 30 seconds in Livvy’s life up until now. By the time it was done, her face was swollen with her crying, covered in her tears and snot from her sobs. As soon as she felt her mom’s hold release, she bolted upright and yanked her panties back up and pulled her dress down as far as it would go. Not far enough, apparently. Later, her friends would tell her that the red marks transcended her panties and could still be seen as she stormed off in front of her mother towards the family car, her mom following right behind.

Livvy didn’t speak to her mom for the rest of the day and night, running up to her room to hide away from the world, drowning in her shame. 

After an hour or so of constant crying and feeling sorry for herself, Livvy couldn’t help but keep remembering and replaying the incident in her head, over and over again. The more she did, the more she picked up little details that she missed. She started to remember some of the kids pointing and laughing, and she even remembered seeing her crush, Thomas. Her crush … hah! She felt crushed! The idea of him seeing her like that made her face burn in embarrassment. But … that’s not all it did. 

She realized that her panties were starting to feel a little bit damp. Did she pee herself or something? She looked to be sure her door was closed and locked, then pulled up her dress and slipped her hand inside her panties. Her middle finger slipped between her lips down between her legs, and she felt some kind of wetness. A thick, slippery, sticky substance was down there, and it wasn’t pee. 

Livvy added her index finger and pretty soon she was slowly gliding her fingers up and down her slick, wet little pussy and it was starting to feel good. Realizing what she was doing, she suddenly recalled that she was up here bawling because of her embarrassment – but remembering it again made even more of the slippery stuff ooze out between her legs. She kept rubbing as she remembered her spanking, and felt herself getting very hot and very excited.

Her brain kept replaying that humiliating feeling of being exposed in front of all her peers, their laughter and the sound of her mom’s hand coming down on her bare bottom over and over again. The more she thought of it, the harder and faster she rubbed herself. Pretty soon she was moaning with pleasure, crying and humping herself simultaneously. Then she heard a knock at the door.

“Livvy? Are … you okay? I’m … sorry, I might have overreacted today.”

Her mom must have heard her somehow and came to apologize.

“Just … leave me alone, okay mom? I … just want to be by myself.” 

She heard her mom try the door only to find it locked. “I just want to make sure you’re all right, sweetie…” said her mom.

“No! Just … go away, okay? I just want to be alone!” yelled Livvy, and her mom must have finally gone away because she didn’t hear from her the rest of the night.

Livvy spent the rest of her waking hours that day thinking about her public spanking and humiliation, and rubbing her sex, slipping her fingers between her lips, into her vagina, and occasionally even touching her clit. It was really sensitive, but she could tell that there was a lot of fun in her future remembering this spanking and touching herself. This public humiliation opened a door for her that she didn’t even realize was there!

The next day Livvy tried to slip quietly into school with as few people seeing her as possible. Still, she could tell – everyone knew what had happened. Even as she walked down the halls she could hear snippets of conversation that could only be about her.

“...spanked…on her bare butt…”

“...you could totally see her vagina…”

“...i’ve never heard anyone cry out loud like that…”

“...can you imagine…”

“...you could see handprints…”

She had braced herself for it, so she managed to get past everyone and ignore the chatter. No one seemed to have the guts to talk to her about it directly, for which she was very thankful. No one, that is, until gym class. Tamra was there, of course, and it turns out she had actually seen the spanking too!

They were playing basketball that day, and Tamra and her friends were on the other team she had to play against. She kept feeling the other girls smack her butt, and the laughter and giggles of Tamra and her friends just drilled into her brain like a dentist’s drill into a bad tooth. They didn’t say anything directly to her though, and Livvy wondered why. She wondered during the whole game, but after it was over, she found out.

Livvy hurried into the locker room ahead of most of the girls. She just wanted to get changed and get away, but right after she opened her locker she felt her shorts and panties get yanked down by Tamra!

“Hey everyone, check out Livvy’s butt!” cried Tamra, and laughter followed. Tamra smacked Livvy’s bottom once, lightly, and shouted, “Haha, my hand is almost as big as her mom’s hand! Livvy, have you been a bad girl? Maybe someone needs another spanking!” Livvy’s face went to 1000 degrees and she felt the tears starting to pool in her eyes. She tried to grab her panties to pull them back up, but someone grabbed her from behind and held her arms.

“Bring her here!” shouted Tamra. She was sitting down right by Livvy on the bench, and the person grabbing Livvy pushed her right towards her bully. Wasting no time, Tamra grabbed Livvy’s arms and pulled her towards her, Livvy fell off balance and plopped forward, right over Tamra’s lap. Laughing, Tamra started spanking Livvy’s bottom, taunting her, “Livvy’s been a bad, bad girl! Haha, she’s been so bad she needs a good spanking!”

Unable to help herself, Livvy remembered her self-revelation the night before, and her body responded accordingly. She felt a warmth spread from inside her pussy, and she knew she was getting wet. She squirmed and fought, trying to get away from Tamra, but the girl was strong and her friends helped keep Livvy down and off balance. No matter what she tried, Livvy was stuck over Tamra’s lap, getting spanked, and showing off her nether regions to the whole group.

“Stop! Leave me alone, Tamra, you … you bully!” shouted Livvy, to no avail. Tamra and her friends just laughed and kept teasing and spanking her. Even her friends and the other girls in the class were starting to chuckle now. I mean, she did get spanked by her mom in front of everyone, and … it was kinda funny!

Laughing, Tamra kept going, “Livvy is such a bad bad girl !” Then, suddenly, she stopped.

“Hey….is she….guys! Look!” called out Tamra. Livvy knew exactly what she saw, and fought even harder to get free, but it was too late. Way, too late. Her bully had her in her clutches, and Livvy’s body was loving every second of it.

“She’s all wet! There’s stuff dripping from her vajayjay!!” Tamra cried out! “She’s loving this! Not only is she a bad girl but she likes getting her bottom spanked ! You guys try it!” Tamra’s friends started taking turns smacking her, all the while Tamra was pointing and talking about how drippy Livvy’s cunt was getting. Then Tamra took the next step and touched her between her legs, sending a shiver through Livvy’s whole body.

“She does like it! I think she likes it when girls touch her, too! Are you a lezzie, Livvy! Haha! Lezzie Livvy!” Tamra teased while rubbing her fingers gently along the slippery goo coating Livvy’s lower lips. Livvy kept squirming and fighting, but now her squirming wasn’t just to get away. Every caress from Tamra felt like a tiny shock of pleasure, and they were starting to build up. Tamra kept it up, starting to rub a little faster and a little harder, not so her audience would notice, but definitely enough for Livvy to feel it. 

Finally, unable to bite her tongue any harder, Livvy let out a moan that everyone heard as it came right between smacks and laughter. Tamra got a look of shock and amusement on her face as she kept calling out how Livvy was getting turned on.

“Listen to her, she’s moaning! Lezzie Livvy wants it!” shouted Tamra, and then she took the plunge. Tamra stuck her finger right up Livvy’s juicy cunt and started swirling it around.

“Ahhh! St-st-st-stop!!!!” cried out Livvy, hating how her body was betraying her, but hating and loving the attention her little cunny was getting, even if it was from Tamra. “Guys!! This….this isn’t…fair!” The laughter kept right on going, and then Tamra pulled her fingers out and started spanking Livvy again.

“Are you getting turned on Livvy? You’re a bad girl! Good girls don’t get all drippy and excited by spankings you know!” 

With the new spanking starting again, Livvy cried out, “Ohhhh! Oww!!!! Ohhhh, ahhhh!” No one could tell if she was crying and whimpering with pain or pleasure, and frankly, neither did Livvy. 

Tamra kept getting into it more and more, alternating between spanking and finger fucking Livvy, and then, for some reason she couldn’t tell you, she shoved her slick, slippery finger right into Livvy’s tight, pink little rosebud. 

Now, the thing you need to understand is that Livvy had never, ever, in her whole life, had anything go up her back passage like that. Yes, stuff came out – but nothing ever, ever, went in. So when Tamra’s finger sodomized her it triggered a wave of sensation across her nerves that just piled up on all the other feelings and sensations that Livvy was already feeling. 

Without even realizing it until it was over, Livvy came. She came hard. She came loud. Her muscles around her pussy and asshole clenched. When Tamra felt Livvy’s strong, young little sphincter contracting around her finger, she didn’t know what it was, so she tried to pull her finger out. After a couple seconds it did come out, but for those seconds it was squirming and twisting and pushing and pulling in Livvy’s sweet, tight little pucker giving Livvy all the stimulation she needed for her biggest, loudest orgasm ever. By the time she came down, the whole locker room was silent. 

Still laying across Tamra’s lap, she looked up, and the other girls were just staring at her, most with their mouths open. She didn’t know what they were thinking, but if she could have heard their inner voices, she would have heard such phrases as:

“Oh my god, what was that?”

“Did Tamra break her?”

“Is she okay?”

“Fuck, I think I’m getting wet now, too…”

“Was that an orgasm?”

“That was so amazing …”

Livvy pulled herself off Tamra’s lap and stood up. She looked down at Tamra who had a look of shock on her face, and seemed out of breath. 

“Uhhh….” Tamra chirped. Looking down at her hand, covered in Livvy’s sticky white girl juice with a smattering of brown spots on her finger, she hopped up to head to the sink. Before she took a step though, she felt two thumbs hook themselves around her shorts and panties and savagely pull them to the ground. Turning around she saw a triumphant Livvy with a big smirk on her face.

“So … so what, you pantsed me? So …. original, Livvy! You just came all over my hand, but you think you can get me back by pantsing me? You’re so stupid!” said Tamra with derision, but the smirk didn’t leave Livvy’s face. Then she heard a chuckle, and another one, and pretty soon all the girls were laughing except for her. 

“Hey Tamra,” called out Livvy. “What’s all that white goop in your panties?” Tamra looked down, and she saw her panties were drenched. Not a wet spot, not a little bit of wetness, but what must have been a practical torrent of slippery, sticky white fluid from her own sex. Realizing, too late, what it was, she touched her own pussy with her clean hand and found it coated with her juices at least as much as Livvy’s had been.

“Wow, guess you must’ve really liked finger fucking me, huh? You know, if you touch someone enough in the right place you can get them turned on, but to get THAT turned on without being touched must mean you really liked what you saw!” declared Livvy, triumphantly. Then, without another word, Livvy grabbed a towel and headed to the showers, turning around once to see Tamra still standing like a deer in the headlights, shorts and panties around her ankles, everyone pointing and laughing at her, while her hand absent-mindedly kept sliding up and down her own slit, and tears pouring down her face.