Chapter. Coming to terms.
We had ten furniture sets to photograph over the next few days, which helped to take my mind off what had happened with Lainey.
I decided to drop out of the weekend activities with Eve, Abigail, Anni and Stephan, to keep my appointment with Dr. Maude and maybe do some photography later in the day.
I informed Stephan of my decision but not the reason.
"Fine Eli, no problem, we will get the sets done and then you can rest easily."
We set about the task with purpose.
We slept at my cottage on Thursday night.
I enjoyed my oral sex on Stephan, not wanting to expose the bite marks, bruises, or my sore and tender bum to him.
He was well satisfied at my deep-throating of his knarled cudgel. With the busy day at work, he dropped off to sleep quickly, closely followed by myself.
Friday flew by.
We started early and finished at six, congratulating ourselves on completing the tasks.
He dropped me off at the house in Felixstowe on his way to his home in Shotley, asking him to pick me up on Monday and suggested he should take it easy over the weekend and behave himself.
I slept fitfully in the guest bedroom but felt better upon waking in the morning. Feeling more relaxed as my tender bits were not so sore, and my mind was calmer about the assault by Lainey, not accepting her wrongdoing and not absolving her.
It had happened and I had to move on.
I ate a light breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast with tea, dressed for comfort in a summer-weight shortish dress with long sleeves to hide the remnants of the marks on my wrists. The ones on my ankles had almost gone, so I just applied a little foundation to blend in the faint marks and made up to my face. I set off to Trimley for my ten-thirty appointment.
I drove my F-type, top-down the short distance, to the consulting rooms at the doctor's house.
On my arrival, Dr Maude ushered me into her consulting room.
She looked immaculate, her clothes, makeup and hair giving her the look of a mature model who acts in a TV cosmetics advert. Her two-tone blond hair fell to her shoulders, and she was striking and attractive.
She asked how I felt, if I was in any discomfort in or around my back passage, if my bite marks were fading or if any abrasions had occurred since she examined me.
"Physically I seem to be recovering, but my bum hole is still sore."
She suggested she examined me again and asked me to strip off all my clothes, which I did.
Dr Maude did not offer me a gown. She stood close to me, appraising my naked body, focusing on my bruised sore nipples, applying a cream to each nipple in a sensual manner.
Her application of the ointment and her over-friendly sexual touch awoke them, causing each nipple to tingle and harden.
Turning me around, she put her soft hands on my shoulders and directed me to lie face down on the examination couch.
Carefully she touched my bite marks, soothing light touches, saying.
"There is not a problem with the bites, they should be gone in a couple of days."
"I am going to examine your anus now, be calm."
"Trust me, I am a Doctor."
Said in a fun, light-hearted way to put me at ease at the impending invasion of my bum.
I noticed the lack of surgical gloves as she put some lubricant on her right hand, index and middle fingers. She inserted a finger, softly saying.
"Eliza, you have a beautiful rosebud, but it still looks sore and stretched.
I will massage it when I have checked your internal abrasions."
Two long, slim fingers slid into my bum and caused my breath to catch, not through pain but from the perverse pleasure of it
The further in my sensitised bum hole she pushed her lubricated, slender digits, the more my breath caught. My body and mind betrayed me, unable to hide that I was enjoying her intrusion and let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.
She felt in my rectum for the abrasion that I had sustained, found it and advised me it was fine.
Removing her fingers quickly from my bum had me emitting a disappointed squeak.
Noticing my reaction, she hastily got more lubrication and gently and smoothly inserted her fingers again, smoothing the damaged area of my cavity.
I moaned in pleasure again as she explained.
"I am going to massage your bum hole and rosebud as it will help you get over the forced intrusion you have experienced."
She softly murmured in my ear as though she was deep in thought.
"Relax Eliza, I want to help you get over this."
Her suggestive voice was hypnotic.
My mind was in blissful turmoil as her fingers moved in and out of my bum hole, exciting my senses as she gently inserted and removed her fingers, stimulating the anal ring muscle repeatedly.
She soothed the soreness by fingering my bum, out of my anal canal, back in, popping my anal ring, in and out, like an insistent cock, causing pleasure to curse through my body, to emit moan after moan of pleasure.
I could feel the wetness between my legs, the dribbling lubrication from my pussy with the sexual stimulation I was getting.
Dr Maude knew the effect she was having on me.
What was happening to me?
In this situation, being sexually turned on was the last thing I should be experiencing, but I was and needed more and wanted sexual release.
She continued to massage my bum hole and rosebud for about twenty minutes, making me orgasm four times, small shuddering climaxes, suppressed by me to avoid my embarrassment, but noticed surely by her.
She finished massaging my anal ring, causing me to pant for air.
Dr Maude had gone past treating me as she smoothed one lubricated finger around my tender ring, breathing heavily.
I wriggled my hips in pleasure, wantonly pushing my body back to make firmer contact with her finger.
Her free hand was placed firmly in the small of my back, holding me down as she brought her head close to mine. Her perfume intoxicated me, and her sweet-smelling breath on my neck and ear excited me.
With her finger massaging my anal entrance, she whispered in a breathy way, loaded with sexual undertones.
"You seem to like this Eliza? Do you want me to put my fingers in you again?"
My answer was urgent.
"Yes, please, now please."
She did my bidding and finger fucked my arse smoothly, not forced but tenderly, sensually, driving me to a body-quivering orgasm.
After a couple of minutes, my orgasm subsided. Dr Maude helped me turn over face-up on the couch and wasted no time, delving her head between my thighs. Our eyes locked as we both studied eaches reactions as I watched her mouth latch on to my clitoris, lapping it like a thirsty animal, giving me another body-wracking climax.
Dr Maude tenderly cleaned me up.
She supported me and suggested going to her bedroom, guiding me in my post-orgasmic trance, willingly upstairs with her. The bedroom was large and sumptuously furnished. She encouraged me to lie on the bed.
