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  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

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  Copyright © 2016 by Stormy Night Publications and Shelly Douglas

  Copyright © 2016 by Stormy Night Publications and Shelly Douglas

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  Douglas, Shelly

  Her Doctor Daddy

  Cover Design by Korey Mae Johnson

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  This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults.

  Prologue

  Raul escorted Lexi back to his office, unlocked the door, and turned on the light. “There are instructions on the cot, so be a good girl and follow them. I’ll be right back.”

  Extending her neck, it didn’t take long to notice that a transformation had taken place in the on-call room. The bed was stripped of its caramel-colored woven blanket, leaving behind only a tight-fitted white sheet. In the middle of it, a light blue paper garment was neatly folded with a tiny note on top.

  Please take off everything, including your bra and panties. Leave the opening in the back.

  She undressed quickly and sat on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a short, flimsy, disposable covering, hoping that none of the other ER doctors were about to breeze in with the intent of making a private phone call. After all, they shared the same office.

  Five minutes later, there was a faint knock at the door and Raul walked in rather briskly, holding a manila file folder, sporting a white lab coat with his last name embroidered in navy thread. “What seems to be the trouble today, Alexa Lynn?” After looking her up and down, his tone changed. “Young lady, did you read the note that accompanied your gown on the bed?”

  She bobbed her head.

  “Weren’t you supposed to wear that with the opening in the back?”

  “Yes, that’s what the instructions said. But the last time I had an exam, the nurse clearly told me to wear it with the opening in the front, Dr. Morales,” she teased, shaking a sassy finger.

  “You’re awfully brave for someone who has a bottom barely covered in paper. Just a suggestion, but if I were you, I’d lose the attitude.”

  She shrugged and bit her lower lip, trying hard not to smile.

  “Sit closer to the edge, please.” Raul raised one dark eyebrow as he tossed the large file down on a nearby table. In a routine manner, his fingers traveled under her jaw to check her glands and after warming up the stethoscope with his large palms, he pressed it to her chest. He listened to her heart from two different angles, then he finally checked her blood pressure and pulse rate.

  “Come on, Lexi, you’re way too nervous. We both know this exam isn’t going to hurt you,” he said with a wolfish grin.

  “Uh-huh. And we both know it definitely isn’t going to hurt you,” she parroted.

  “Ah, ah, ah. You’ve already been scolded once about your disrespect.” Gently lowering her body downward, he peeled the paper away from Lexi’s chest. “Please raise your left arm, so I can examine your breast,” he instructed in a professional tone.

  “I feel perfectly fine…”

  “I’ll alert the media. Now behave yourself.” Feeling for lumps, he massaged and prodded the sensitive tissue on each side before tweaking her rosy, erect nipples. And then he gently cupped both breasts in his large hands before tenderly suckling them, causing Lexi to feel an overwhelming pleasure in her inner core.

  “You’re very good at this exam, Doctor,” she purred. Her eyes were closing and she was really beginning to relax, when she felt his fingertips palpate her abdomen.

  “Is it uncomfortable when I press your belly like this?” he asked in a gentle voice as he continued to probe.

  “No. It’s fine,” she lied, grimacing.

  “When did you have your last bowel movement, Alexa Lynn?”

  Her cheeks flushed an adorable crimson. “You’re kidding, right?”

  “No, and don’t even think about lying to me,” he advised in a firm tone, crossing his arms.

  Turning her extremely warm face to the side, she wondered if it was possible to die from embarrassment. “Oh, my God. I don’t know. Maybe a few days ago? And why in the hell would you need that kind of information?”

  “Watch the language, little miss. You keep this up and I’ll choose to administer an enema instead of a suppository,” he reprimanded, though his eyes glittered. “But we’ll get to that later. For now, bend your knees and scoot down to the edge.”

  Incredulously, she watched him pull a latex glove and a tube of lube out of his lab jacket pocket. As he slid the glove onto his hand and opened the lube, her core was already simmering, and her pussy clenched while she inched her naked behind down the cot.

  “Relax, baby. I want to make sure that your muscles are in good working order,” he said with a crooked grin. A faraway look glazed over her as he spread Lexi’s thighs and swirled the apex of her sex with a slippery gloved digit before pressing inside her slowly. As he entered and exited her soaked slit, her muscles tensed and squeezed around his thick finger.

  “Okay, it’s time for my girl to roll over onto her tummy. I think you know what’s coming next,” he warned, throwing away the used glove before snapping on a new one.

  But the only part of her body that moved was her head as she angled it toward him.

  The defiant look was probably a bad idea.

  Raul’s gaze was dark and his square jaw clamped tight while he tumbled her over and scrunched the paper gown up to her waist. “The disobedience will end. Right now.” Crack! A hefty swat was immediately applied directly across her alabaster buttocks. “You need to start behaving yourself, mi querida,” he scolded, administering two more loud smacks.

  “Aagh! Please stop! I’ll be good!” she yelped through gritted teeth, her fiery flesh quivering.

  Gently parting her legs, he moved Lexi onto her knees to make sure he had complete access to her shivering, anxious anus. And then she heard the lube top snap open. Again.

  “Okay, finger in your tushy,” he said, slowly pushing his long lubricated digit into her smooth, small puckered hole. Having experienced this before, she was well aware that his rectal exam was not going to be done in a quick minute. Entering and exiting her narrow channel over and over again, his thrusts were slow and deep as Lexi’s arousal and embarrassment permeated the air. But then Raul’s finger stilled, and
he squeezed her buttock with his other hand.

  “You are to stay in this position,” he insisted in a low, smooth voice. “I need to get something from my bag, so don’t move. Any misbehavior on your part will result in you leaving this room with a very sore bottom. Understand?”

  Oh, my God, I know what’s coming. Why didn’t I tell him sooner?

  Lexi’s palm hooded her darting eyes. “Please, Raul. You can’t be serious. Honest, I feel fine!” Unfortunately, when she peered across the room, he was already unwrapping an evil-looking suppository and spoke softly as he approached her. “I’m going to need you to keep perfectly still while I slide this in between your naughty cheeks. Are you going to cooperate?”

  “Y-Yes, sir.”

  The next thing she felt was him inserting something thick and slippery deep into her rectum as her pussy relentlessly dripped beneath her. Lowering her body to rub it onto the mattress, she could only hope that he wouldn’t notice the embarrassing wet spot.

  “It might take a while for this to work. Is it uncomfortable, sweetie?” he asked, the corners of his lips slightly curving upward as his long extremity remained firmly in her bum.

  She prayed he couldn’t smell her essence as her slick moisture absorbed into the sheet. “No, sir.”

  “Good girl.” He pushed his finger farther into her pulsing rosette to make sure she didn’t expel the solid substance while his other warm, gloved hand rested comfortably on her backside. “I want your heinie back up in the air, little one,” he directed slowly and deliberately, “and your shoulders should be touching the mattress.”

  Carefully twisting her neck while getting into position, she watched as he lowered his scrub pants with one hand, his reddened cock rising and lengthening behind her. After circling her clit, he slipped his finger into the soaking wet cleft of her sex, and she retreated backwards as he kept one digit plugged into her anus. Rubbing his aching cock against her pulsating pussy, he whispered in her ear, his low voice thick with desire, “We both know you want this.”

  “Yes,” she said quietly.

  He withdrew his finger and smacked her ass. “I’m going to fuck you good and hard, young lady.”

  “Oh, God. Oh, God, please hurry!” she mewled, lowering her bottom, her anus pulsing and clenching with the suppository buried inside it.

  He lifted her hips before applying several swats to each of her round globes. “I expect you to keep this gorgeous blushing hind end up for me.”

  “Please, I’m coming right now,” she begged, her clit already starting to flutter, the spicy scent of her arousal filling the room.

  He grinned and smacked her ruddy buttock one last time as he thrust his throbbing, swollen cock into her darkest depths.

  “Oooh, I can’t hold back anymore,” she whimpered breathlessly, her heart beating out of her chest, his hardness propelling so deep that it bumped her cervix. “I feel so full!”

  “Let it go, baby.” His lust-filled voice was gravelly as his fingers weaved through the luxurious strands of her blond hair. Tugging on her ponytail, he pushed further into her, his sperm pulsing wildly throughout her dark tunnel. Waiting patiently for him to soften inside her, Lexi lowered her hips while he placed a loving kiss in between her shoulder blades.

  “I’ll give you some privacy now,” he said, patting her behind. “The bathroom is in the corner, and I hope my girl learned an important lesson.”

  As she jumped off the cot, Lexi’s short disposable robe fell off her body. “I know, I know. I’m supposed to tell you when I need help, Daddy,” she said through clenched teeth, her face radiating with heat.

  Chapter One

  Two months earlier in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida—February, 1975

  Thinning his lips in consideration, he carefully and purposely laid out his brand new black T-shirt and faded blue jeans on the bare mattress.

  Yes, this will allow me to blend in quite nicely!

  With a towel wrapped around his waist, he moved to stand in front of the mirror. Sliding the comb through his wet, wavy brown hair, he deliberated which bar to attend that evening and bent forward to stare with intensity at his reflection. An evil sparkle blazed through his brown eyes as he stooped to turn up the volume on the radio while humming the familiar tune.

  That will always be our song, my lovely.

  Tapping his foot to the beat of ‘Rock the Boat,’ a sinister smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he fondly remembered dancing to the same song with his last date—moments before he’d ended her life.

  * * *

  State College, Pennsylvania

  Lexi stood at the counter of Allegheny Airlines at the University Park Airport. “I’d like to purchase a ticket to Ft. Lauderdale, please.”

  “Would that be round trip?” the ticket agent asked, typing the information onto her keyboard.

  “One way, please.”

  The agent stared at the information on her screen. “That will be two hundred and fifty dollars. How would you like to pay?”

  “Is cash okay?”

  “Certainly, but I’ll need to see some identification. And do you have any bags to check?”

  “Just one.” Lexi reached into her purse, pulled out three hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the uniformed ticket agent along with her driver’s license. The woman eyed the information, typed into her terminal, and slid the license back across the counter. “Thank you, Miss Roberts,” she said, handing her fifty dollars in change. Lexi stuffed the cash into her pocket and watched as the agent finalized the transaction.

  “Your flight will be leaving in about ninety minutes, and you’ll be changing planes in Pittsburgh.” She wrote a couple of numbers on the packet and circled them in black marker. “Gate 2C is down that hall to your right, and you’ll be sitting in 2B, which is a window seat,” she advised cheerfully, handing over the envelope that held Lexi’s ticket.

  * * *

  Trying to get comfortable in the small seat of the airplane, she snapped one heavy end of the metal buckle into the other and pulled the black woven belt tight around her hips. Gazing out the window, Lexi remembered the conversation she’d had with her dad just a week before.

  A loud ring came from the hall pay phone, waking her from a sound sleep. “Aren’t you going to see if it’s for you?” her roommate groggily asked.

  “Let someone else answer it.”

  There was a brisk knock on the door. “Lexi, it’s your dad,” the cheerful voice of the RA called out loud and clear.

  “Can’t anyone ever say that I’m not here?” Pushing the blond strands of hair from her face, Lexi crawled out of bed, threw on a pink terrycloth bathrobe, and opened the door. After casually walking down the hall, she picked up the telephone dangling from the long, silver-corded wire.

  “Hello?” Hanging her head, she held the heavy black receiver to her ear, but didn’t say a word. After two minutes of listening, she placed the phone back onto its holder and returned to her room. Holding both hands over flushed cheeks, she quietly muttered an array of obscenities to herself.

  Her roommate, Shannon, threw the covers off and sat straight up in bed. “Lexi, what did he say?”

  “I’m not taking my education seriously, so he’s done wasting his money. You know, it was his decision that I should major in science and become a dietitian. Even though my best grades were always in English, he argued I’d never get a job in journalism. According to him, I don’t have the instincts to be a writer, and he has no intention of flushing his money down the toilet. He told me to come home and hung up.”

  “So that’s it? You’re just going to quit school and go home? Why don’t you take out a student loan?”

  “He doesn’t think I’m smart enough to get a job that will justify having school loans. I may be done with college, but I’m definitely not going to live with him. His house never seemed like a home to me or my sister, Katie. Why do you think she moved a thousand miles away?”

  Putting an abrupt end to the one-sided
conversation with her dad that would replay in her mind over and over again for many years, the flight attendant’s high-pitched voice rang over the intercom. “The pilot has turned on the Fasten Your Seatbelt sign as we begin our descent into Ft. Lauderdale. Please return your seats to their upright position and stow all baggage in front of you.”

  After returning her empty paper coffee cup to the stewardess with a polite smile, she turned to continue staring out of the airplane window.

  * * *

  Lexi’s stomach flipped as she breezed through the jet way in the Ft. Lauderdale airport. Peering down at her watch, it occurred to her that she’d given her sister the wrong arrival time. Following signs to the baggage area, she collected her large green duffle bag and began to look for a pay phone. With a sigh of relief, she spotted a bank of them on the wall across the expansive terminal area, reached into her purse, and pulled out a handful of change. Lifting the receiver, she inserted a quarter and dialed the number, after which she was promptly told that the call would be seventy-five cents for two minutes. She slid three quarters into the slot and was finally rewarded with a ring on the other end. Nervously, she tapped her foot on the floor as the phone kept ringing.

  Pick up, Katie. Please be home.

  After several rings, Lexi slammed the receiver back into the cradle and her three quarters rolled into a metal cup at the bottom of the phone.

  Shit. I’m not going to wait here all day.

  Lifting all of her worldly belongings, she looked around the heavily advertised walls and eventually spotted the sign designating the location of the taxi stand. As Lexi walked through the automatic sliding glass doors, a blast of hot, humid air took her breath away—an instant reminder that she wasn’t in State College anymore. Grinning, she peeled off her fleece coat, draped it over her shoulder and stood in line to wait for a cab. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied a short, dark-haired man hailing yellow taxis, and when he gave her the once-over, she had hopes of being next in line. With long flowing blond hair, wispy bangs, soulful blue eyes, and a little turned-up freckled nose, there was a possibility that her appearance was about to come in handy.