The Exam, Part Two
They wouldn’t even let her keep her pretty little socks on.
Her daddy braided the rope into her hair while the doctor guided her hips to one side and slowly pulled her trembling fists away from her mouth. “Can’t have you hiding from the students, now can we?” he smiled, and carefully tightened the cuff around one wrist. “Besides, we don’t know where your fingers have been.”
“S-students?” she squeaked.
Yessssss. So happy the doctor is in! And working with Ivy, no less!