Orgasm Therapy, Chapter 2

by Pulsar

"Oh-mah-gawd!" exclaimed Rachael. "What do we do? I mean… shall we?"

"Well, Dr. Lambert did say that we'd eventually have to take over when she wasn't here," noted Amy. "We'll advise her first thing when she arrives."

And with that, Rachael rolled the wheelchair from the hall into the room. "Does Katie want to tell Dr. Lambert something?" she asked.

Although she would not address them directly, she impatiently kicked her bent legs at the knees. "Aaaah! Aaaah!" she squawked.

"Calm down, honey," coaxed Amy in a soft voice. "Here! Why don't chew on this for now." And so she placed the pacifier in her mouth.

Moments later, they wheeled her down the corridor of the children's ward when Dr. Lambert came through the security doors near the junction in the hallways. "Dr. Lambert! Dr. Lambert!" they called out. "You should have seen her!"

And thus they rattled off in elated speech what had transpired. "Well! This is amazing! More than I expected! Well, let's take her to room 12 right away!"

And thus they took her back into that familiar exam room which had been used for her 'treatments' in orgasm therapy. However, this time, when Katie was set on the table, she instantly rolled over on her back and pulled her gown up high in a bunch around her armpits. She threw her legs in the air and spread them wide. Then, as per her gymnastic training in the past, she bent her legs until they were both under her shoulders and she was holding them at mid thigh in an impressive contorted position, looking like a small human pretzel. Now, her little hairless pink slit lay vulnerable and open, the swollen labia now revealing the inner labia within.

Both the nurses and Dr. Lambert gasped in awe. "Unbelievable!" exclaimed Dr. Lambert. "This is powerful stuff!" And with that, she opened the drawer. "Well girls, let's get her temperature."

And thus Amy took the thermometer and lubed it up. And in such a juxtaposition, Katie's puckered pink rectum lie just as exposed and vulnerable. And thus Amy stepped close and took a deep breath. However, she let the slippery lubed bulb glide gently over the crack, very slowly going upward from the small of her back, over the rectum and then tickling the perineum. "OoooOOH!" gasped Katie as her body jolted. Her mouth now opened wide and her eyes closed. However, she held the pacifier by her teeth as a hit of a smile broke out. And thus Amy tickled her crack again, sending jolts of electrifying chills up her spine. "Aaaah!" gasped Katie.

"Does that feel good?" Amy asked softly. But Katie only gasped in reply. And soon, she let that bulb drift into her awaiting rectal opening. Katie flinched and moaned as soon as she felt the cool glass tube sliding down, tickling her on the inside. She let out a long relaxing sigh as she then sucked hard on the pacifier.

"Good, Amy!" said Dr. Lambert in approval as she took notes. "Very good! However, I'm wondering when she'll finally surrender the dummy."

"Shall I take it?" asked Rachael.

"No! Let her lose it on her own good time, honey."

"Yes, Doctor."

And thus Amy slowly teased her patient with the thermometer, allowing her to feel the smooth glass tube as it would slide in and out in slow strokes, occasionally twirling about to tickle the rectal walls. Katie would slowly write in her contorted position, swaying her pelvis from side to side as she slowly and heavily breathed in and out.

And after two minutes, Amy slowly pulled it all the way out from the depths of her bowels. However, irate murmuring suddenly burst from Katie's dummy-plugged mouth. "What's going on?" asked Amy.

"Hmmm, what indeed?" replied Dr. Lambert. "What do you suppose?"

"You mean… she wants it back in?"

"Shall we find out?"

And thus Amy curiously slid the tube back inside her patient, taking extra care to gently and delicately tickle her with it all the way in. Once again, Katie began to squirm and coo with contentment. "Great! She likes being violated!"

"It's not a violation to her," concluded Dr. Lambert. "It's something else!"

And thus Amy continued to 'sodomize' her patient for a few more moments. But then, Katie suddenly spat the dummy from her mouth. After a deep breath, she voiced, "bzzzzzzzzz!"

"Huh?"

"Biiizzzzzz!" cried Katie in an onomatopoeia.

"Buzz! She wants the vibrator now!" concluded Amy.

Dr. Lambert gasped in amazement. "She's breaking through!"

And thus Rachael produced the buzz toy. And soon the soft humming came to life. The mere sound brought heavy breaths of anticipation from Katie. However, Rachael did not go quickly for that swollen throbbing clit. Instead, she gently caressed those soft fleshy inner thighs of her stretched and contorted legs. Slowly and gently she moved ever so closer to that pink moist gem that glistened like a dew-soaked flower in the morning sun. "Oooooh! Ooooh!" cooed Katie as she squirmed about with her eyes closed and mouth wide open. Only after some teasing did that starving cunny get the attention it craved.

The warm buzzing was all it took to send Katie thrashing about. "Ooooh! Aaaaah! Urrgh!" she grunted in ecstasy as the tingling warmth spread from her crotch to all over her body. She writhed and undulated, yet held her legs fast in that bent position on her back. Her head rocked from side to side under her heavy breaths and moans. Her eyes remained closed yet relaxed.

"C'mon, honey!" coaxed Rachael.

"Ready to go cum-cum?" asked Amy.

And less than two minutes later, her moans grew to loud cries of the basest pleasure known. The buzzing on her swollen clitoris as well as the thermometer tickling deep within her bottom sent her nervous system on overload. The tingling warm glow built up all over as a cloud of euphoria overcame her. She had passed the point of no return.

And with one loud cry of, "Aaaaahhhh!" she burst into her long-awaited orgasm. Suddenly, a small quick jet of colorless fluid spewed forth, striking both Rachael and Dr. Lambert on their lap wear. Katie thrashed uncontrollably as she shrieked and squealed out loud.

"Oh, there we go!" cried Rachael. "Good girl! What a squirt!"

"You did it!" added Amy. "Didn't that feel good?!"

But Katie's orgasmic pulsations continued uncontrollably for many seconds until she finally fell limp on the table. And as before, she rolled over on her side and curled up in a fetal position. Her eyes remained closed as she let out a long sigh of contented relief. And as she lay in recovery, she began to suck her thumb.

And thus the two nurses began to clean the equipment, Dr. Lambert scribbled out her notes wildly on her clipboard. "This is amazing! I never expected this much so soon! Did you girls see that?"

"Trust me! I saw!" assured Amy.

"I think she knocked herself out," added Rachael.

"Well, next time it's my turn on the vibe!" said Amy.

"Then you can get squirted too!" quipped Rachael.

"Well… so?"

Yet Dr. Lambert only snickered at her underlings' antics. "Now girls!" she said emphatically. "Remember! We're healers, not family. Our job is to cure her-- NOT to adopt her. It's one of the many lessons in medical and mental health."

"Yes Doctor," they both conceded.

"Now Amy honey, I'd like for you to take charge of her for now and take her to the ward for her morning meal." With that, she closed her file. "And Rachael dear, as soon as I complete my rounds and morning reports, I'll need you to bring in Ashley Conley. I'm starting her on therapy today. However, she might not be quite the challenge that Katie is."

And a short while later, Katie sat at a table on the ward as Amy sat with a spoon of dry cereal. "Yummy, yummy," she said. "Can you take a bite? You want do take the spoon yourself?" Yet poor Katie only stared into space, once again nearly oblivious to any other living being around her. Amy put the spoon up to her lips, yet Katie moved not. And thus the young nurse sighed. "Okay, we'll try again later," she said. "Can you take your bottle for me?" With that, she held up the baby bottle. Katie slowly accepted the rubber nipple between her lips and began to suckle the formula within. Soon, she took in in her own hand. "Very good! But we need to try eating with a spoon again." And with that, Amy stood up and quickly pulled down her very short white dress to prevent her panties from showing.

And after making her own morning rounds of medications and for all the young patients, she led them into the group playroom where sat toys and books appealing to the pre-adolescent female populace of the institution. Yet soon she realized she was due to take Amy back to room 12. Once again, she rolled the wheelchair over to where she sat on the floor. "Okay, Katie. Dr. Lambert wants to see you again in room 12! Can you give us another cum-cum?"

Katie twitched about, yet still had to be lifted from the floor into the chair. Then, she began searching for her chart among the stack of folders on the table. And as she was sorting through them, Katie lunged in the chair, as if prompting it to move. "Uuuh! Uuuh!" she grunted. "Cum-cum! Cum-cum!" she said.

"Oh my!" gasped Amy. "Well… I see you're ready to go!" And having found her chart, she placed it on top of the stack before picking up the bundle. Then, she rolled her down the hall toward the nurses' station. "Here're the charts!" she said to the nurse's aide at the desk. "Can you file these for me please?"

"Sure, Amy," replied the aide.

Once again, Katie lunged in the chair as if to prompt her nurse to roll her. "Cum-cum!" she grunted.

"Well, well, well!" said Amy. "Are you getting excited?" And thus she rolled the chair down the corridor and around the corner for exam room 12.

However, when she opened the door, she found not only Dr. Lambert and Rachael within, but on the exam table lay a naked Ashley on her tummy with her legs spread wide. Rachael had just inserted a rectal thermometer into the unsuspecting ten-year-old. "Oh!" cried Amy. "I didn't know you were…"

"It's alright, nurse! Come on in," coaxed Dr. Lambert. And thus Amy rolled Katie inside and closed the door behind her. "Hello, Katie! We'll be with you in a moment," said Dr. Lambert as she jotted down notes on her clipboard.

Meanwhile, Rachael slowly twirled the thermometer around in its place in Ashley's bottom. "Just relax," she said softly. "This won't hurt."

"Mmmph!" mumbled Ashley as her little bare buttocks squeezed tightly together. "That tickles!" she said with a slight grin. She spoke with an arhotic 'Elmer Fudd' speech impediment, pronouncing her /R/ and /L/ like /W/. However, her mental state had not the severity as Katie. But at ten years old, she had been committed to the institution after enduring some unspeakable abuses and neglect from her household. She was unfit for any form of foster care at this time until she recovered from the trauma. And thus the good doctor opted to attempt such therapy on her.

Therefore, Rachael continued to tease her little rectum with the thermometer as she slowly squirmed on the exam table. "Do you like that?" she dared to ask the young patient.

"Mmmm, yeah," Ashley mumbled softly . "Kinda feels good."

And as Rachael slowly slid it in and out, Ashley began to breath deeper, heavier, and louder as she slowly humped the padding. Katie did not look up at first, yet slowly she began to fixate on her ward-mate in her position on the table. She began to squeeze her legs tightly together as she sat in the wheelchair.

But finally, Rachael slowly pulled the glass thermometer out. "Mmmph," mumbled Ashley as she squeezed her buttocks tightly and gently kicked against the table. "Do it a wittle wonger!" she pled, in spite of her speech impediment.

"We're gonna do something else now," said Dr. Lambert. "Can you roll over for us?" And so Ashley reluctantly rolled over as Dr. Lambert pulled out the stirrups from the end of the table. And so they slid her down into position with her legs up and spread apart to reveal that tiny little pink slit. "Now this is gonna buzz but it's not gonna hurt," assured Dr. Lambert.

And soon Ashley was moaning and squirming under the soft vibration of the buzz toy on her swollen little clitty. Not much time had passed when her moans grew to louder cries of passion and ecstasy. "Ooooh! Aaaaah! That feels WEALLY good!" she cried out with eyes closed and mouth open.

"You like the buzzer?" asked Rachael.

"Oooooh yeeeesss! I wike (-gasp-) it! I (-gasp-) wike it! Ooooh!"

And thus she humped against the toy, lifting her bottom up off the table with each thrust. And soon she felt the mysterious feeling of an orgasm building up within as the tingling glow spread out through her whole body. "Oooh! That feels weally, weally, WEALLY GOOD!" she squealed in an ecstatic voice. "Oooh! Oooh! OOOOH!" Naturally, she had passed the point of no return. She burst into a mighty spastic orgasm that made her jolt. She rocked her head back and released some gurgling vocalizations as she came and came against the buzzing vibration on her tiny swollen clit. Her hands squeezed the sides of the padded table as her legs jolted in the stirrups in time with the orgasmic contractions.

"Good girl, Ashley!" said nurse Rachael. "You did it!"

"Ooooh! Oooh!" moaned Ashley as she gasped for air while calming down. "Ooooh! That felt sooooo good!"

"You did wonderful!" added Dr. Lambert as she once again noted her chart. "Now let's get cleaned up and then take her back to the playroom."

And after the brief cleanup and replacing the paper on the table, Rachael pulled Ashley's gown back on and took her from the room. Then came Katie's turn! By the time Amy lifted her onto the table, her little crotch was already drooling some girl juice. Nevertheless, she spread her legs out wide as if doing the splits. She reached down with her hands to hold her thighs out wide, nearly at right angles to her torso. "Bizzzzzz- iiizzzzz!" said Katie as she stared at the ceiling of the room.

"Does Katie like the 'bzzzzz?'" asked Amy with a grin.

"Go ahead," coaxed Dr. Lambert as she surrendered the vibrator to Amy. "And with your other hand, see if you can find her g-spot!"

"Oh! I'll try!" And soon, the vibrator came to life once again. Amy teased her for a few seconds by avoiding that wet pink swollen cunny, yet soon she had Katie moaning loudly as she caressed away at that little slit. And with the other hand, she let her small pinky slowly enter the holy-of-holies, gently flexing it about.

"Oooooh!" cried Katie at the sensation deep within. She breathed faster and faster as she thrashed her head about. Though hardly an hour had passed from her last treatment, the gentle touch against her g-spot brought her to the threshold of another powerful orgasm. The multitude of sensations down there between her legs soon send her head rocking back as the familiar warm tingly flush filled her body. Holding tight to her spread legs, she rocked her head back and let out a shriek as she squirmed all the more.

"Yes! Yes! Do it!" coaxed Amy. "Are you ready to go cum-cum?"

Katie squeezed her thighs tightly in her hands as she thrust up and down in her position, her head now rolling quickly from side to side with her mouth wide open. Suddenly, she out an involuntary shrill shriek as her body shook wildly. Then, all the build-up of pleasure within burst open. With a violent jerk of her body, she burst into her orgasm. The initial explosion forced another wet jet of girl juice right onto Amy's white uniform dress. Her body undulated wildly in place as she clamped down as hard as she could on Amy's probing finger. Suddenly, she released her grip on her thighs that were 'doing the splits' and closed her legs together tightly, trapping Amy's hand betwixt her thighs. Rapidly, she humped upwards into the vibrator and intruding finger in rapid spastic thrusts. She grew dizzy and faint during the on-going pulsations.

Even as the throbbing contractions of her orgasm began to fade, she squeezed Amy's hand as hard as she could with her inner thighs as she slowly caressed about her own body in random motions with her hands. But once she had expended herself, she slowly rolled up into a fetal position on her side and once again began to suck her thumb. "Oh, very good girl!" said Amy. "That was nice big orgasm!"

Katie lie on her side with her eyes closed, attempting to catch her breath with her thumb in her mouth. Dr. Lambert finally approached after taking notes. She gently patted her exhausted patient on the bare hip. "You're doing so well, Katie," she said. "And you're improving so quickly! Would like to go home with mommy one day?" she asked.

But Katie could only pant and gasp for air as she held her thumb gently in her teeth. However, Amy then bent down and kissed her on the cheek. "You're so sweet!" she said.

"Amy!" chided Dr. Lambert. "Remember what I said? We're not here to adopt her; we're here to heal her… although I know EXACTLY how you feel!"

"Oh, I'm sorry Dr. Lambert. It's just that I…"

"I know!" said the doctor with a grin. "Now, let's take her back to playroom and keep her in the presence of other children as much as possible."

"Yes, doctor!"

After a while, Dr. Lambert sat in her small office speaking into her recorder as she reviewed the multitude of files on her desk. "Patient: Katie Ellison, age twelve. Condition, manic depression, dementia, and P.T.S.D. resulting with autistic-like behavior. After seven treatments of orgasm therapy, subject now attempts to communicate through body gestures and indirect vocalizations. Prognosis: promising!" And thus she reached for the next file. "Patient: Ashley Conley, age ten. Condition, schizophrenia, paranoia and multi-phobic personality. After one treatment of a therapeutic stimulation to orgasm, patient is calm and relaxed. Will administer a few more treatments to evaluate effects." And thus she stowed her recorder into her desk drawer. Yet from within the same drawer at the very back, she produced another buzz toy that was in no way designed for a pre-pubescent vagina, for it had studs and ribs for the fully developed female body. And thus she leaned back in her chair and went to work on herself.

Meanwhile, Amy sat among the nurses in observation of the girls interacting in the playroom. Per doctor's orders, they were not to direct any activity, but simply intervene only if there was any danger of any child getting hurt. She sat in her chair with legs crossed, her little white dress riding high, just barely covering her panties. And from there she watched as Ashley sat on the floor with several dolls and teddy bears loosely positioned in a 'school' setting. And nearby sat Katie on the floor, yet still not involved with any of the other children. And since both of them were now receiving the orgasm treatments, they both sat panty-less in rather skimpy gowns that would not always cover their privates when they would move about on the floor.

Katie would occasionally pick up a doll or bear from Ashley's 'class' and study it. She began to inspect the crotch of the dolls, pondering the lack of detail given them in that area. "Katie! Don't bother my cwass!" said Ashley. "Keep your hands to yourself and pay attention!" Amy nearly smirked as she took down her observational notes. Ashley drew figures and wrote letters on the small chalk board, yet Katie still remained in her own world. "Katie! Wook up here! I'm the teacher and you have to do what I say!"

Suddenly, Dr. Lambert entered the room quietly, now quite relaxed and refreshed. However, she moved about as not to disrupt the autonomy of the playing children. She simply sat down in a chair to observe and crossed her well-fit legs with clipboard in hand.

"Katie! Can you make a 'T'… like this?" continued Ashley in her guise as a teacher, never breaking her fantasy. Yet as Katie sat oblivious, poor Ashley grew irate. She finally looked up at the staff. "Katie won't do what I say!"

Dr. Lambert chuckled. "Now Ashley, we don't force other kids to do things they don't want to do in the playroom," she said. "Perhaps she'll play with you on her own good time, sweety."

Ashley sighed. Yet she continued her play. However, Katie picked up the Minnie Mouse toy and lifted up her skirt. "Katie! You can't do that in my cwass! You're a bad girl! If you don't stop, you're gonna get a spankin'!" She began to look around the floor among the toys and recovered a plastic ruler. "See, here's the paddle!" And so Ashley continued to scribble on the chalk board and talk away to the dolls and teddy bears.

Soon, Katie began to start her chanting of nursery rhymes again. "There was an old woman who lived in a shoe…"

"Katie! We're not doing that!" scolded Ashley. "You can't tawk without waising your hand. Bad girl! You're gonna get a spankin'!" And with that, she crawled on the floor over to where Katie sat. "C'mon! You have to woll over to get your spanks," she coaxed as she began to tug on her. Amy was about to stand up to intervene when Dr. Lambert tapped her shoulder. She only shook her head as if to say, 'not yet.'

But on the floor, Ashley only pulled lightly. Katie did not resist. She merely clutched the Barbie doll in her hand as Ashley sat in a pike position and pulled Katie over in position. Her gown was already bunched up and her bare bottom now lie quite vulnerable. "Now, I'm gonna give you a spankin' on your bare bottom!" said Ashley. Yet as Katie lie passively in place on her tummy still studying the doll, Ashley merely stared down with curiosity at those to bare shapely buns on her lap. She raised her open hand as if to give a spank, yet paused for a moment. Then, instead of slapping those round globes, she gave them a gentle squeeze. Katie gasped at sudden sensation of those little fingers on her bare bottom. Then, out of curiosity, Ashley began to caress the crack with her index finger, slowly drawing up and down.

The tickling sensation forced Katie to squeeze her buttocks tightly as she let out a soft moan. Yet she folded her arms tightly under her torso as she arched her back. She let go a few more gasps as she felt Ashley's curious fingers caress and poke around on her more intimate areas, eventually touching her perineum. "Mmmph!" grunted Katie as she suddenly and firmly humped down on Ashely's legs.

But then, Ashley raised her hand and gave a few 'slap-slap-slap's with her open palm on Katie's bottom that jiggled in reaction. The mild slaps caused Katie to wince and squirm about. The spanks sent a mysterious feeling from her bottom down to her crotch. "Aaaah! Oooh!" moaned Katie as she thrust down hard again on her spanker's legs.

"Now Ashley!" said Dr. Lambert, "be sure Katie wants to play with you like that." "She's not trying to get away," assured Ashley. Then, she gave a few more slaps. "Bad girl! Bad girl!" she said with each spank as she alternated buttocks. They felt baby-soft and jiggled like water balloons as she slapped away. "Bad, bad girl!" Yet she paused again to explore her unlikely playmate as if she were a life-sized doll.

Katie gasped as she felt those small fingers part her buttocks. Then, she felt a very light caressed down her crack before a small finger poked at her rectum. "Oooh!" she cried out with a mouth wide open. Yet she remained very still as she felt that finger tickle her puckering hole in small circular motions.

But suddenly, she felt some more slaps of the hand on her bottom. "Bad girl! (slap) Bad girl! (slap)," went Ashley as she enthusiastically continued the spanks. Yet after about eight mild slaps, she paused again to give that puckered hole another quick caress. "C'mon, Katie! You're supposed to say, 'Ow! Ow! Please don't spank me! I'll be good!' But you're just laying there!" And thus Ashley gave one more swat before saying, "Okay, Katie. You can get up now if you'll behave in my class."

Yet Katie remained oblivious to her spoken word. She continued to lie in her position. By now, her pale bare buttocks had but a trace of pink on them from Ashley's hand. And thus she slowly humped down onto Ashley's legs once again and squirmed a few moments before relaxing again.

"C'mon, Katie! Get up!" coaxed Ashley. "You're spankin's over!"

Suddenly, Katie arched her back, lifting her bottom up a few inches higher. "Katie bad girl!" she suddenly said.

Amy and Rachael gasped from where they sat watching. Dr. Lambert madly scribbled away at her clipboard, taking as many shorthand notes as possible during their play. But the bewildered Ashley stared at the pink bare bottom before her. "Get up!" she ordered.

But Katie shook her bottom slightly. "Katie bad girl!" she cried out. "Bad, bad girl!"

In reply, Ashley slapped that bottom again, this time very briskly and noisily. The observers jolted in surprise. By the way the loud 'SLAP!' resounded in the playroom and the way Katie's bottom jiggled and turned red, they swore it must have stung.

Katie humped down hard into Ashley's lap in reply with a loud, "Ooooh!" Yet she squirmed only for a second before lifting her bottom again. "Katie bad girl!" she cried out again.

"If you don't move, I'm gonna use the paddle and it's gonna hurt for weal," said Ashley with her slurred speech impediment. In spite of her own mental condition, she still had enough empathy and awareness to understand that she might cause pain in someone else and was hesitant to do so. Nevertheless, Katie refused to move. And thus Ashley reached out to seize the plastic ruler that served as her paddle. She tapped it against that reddening bare bottom in a threatening manner. "You better move or I do it for weal!" She tapped that bottom again.

But Katie only thrust down again and swayed her hips from side to side as her now swollen clit rubbed against Ashley's leg. And thus with a flip of the wrist, Ashley gave one loud 'Smack!' on that bottom. "Aaaaah!" cried Katie as she tightened her bottom and thrust hard and forward. 'Smack-smack-smack!' went the ruler three more times. Katie cried out again, yet continued to hump against her unlikely spanker.

Upon seeing how red Katie's bottom was growing, Amy began to stand up to intervene, but once again, Dr. Lambert patted her shoulder. "Not yet," she whispered.

"But that's gotta hurt!" replied Amy softly.

"But we need to let Katie decide when she should stop the play," assured Dr. Lambert.

And to they watched as Katie gasped and humped about on Ashley's lap. True, she felt a warm sting on her bottom as she breathed heavier and heavier. Yet there was something addictive about it. And thus she raised her bottom again. However, she did not feel another stinging swat this time. Instead, she felt the ruler tip gently caressing her bottom, which sent pleasure waves all over her crotch and down her spine.

Ashley tickled her crack and puckered rectum for a few seconds, before daring to touch what was accessible of her exposed labia. "Be a good girl and get off," she pled.

But Katie took a deep breath. "KATIE BAD GIRL!" she hollered.

And so Ashley gave another tickling tease down her crack and a brief rub over the red splotches on that bare bottom before raising the ruler. "This is gonna hurt weally bad!" she warned. And thus she gave a few more swats. 'SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!' went the ruler.

Katie humped down hard on Ashley's lap. The natural perspiration in both girls covered the wetness in Katie's crotch that leaked all over Ashley's bare thighs. Katie's face now lie contorted in a little pain, yet she continued to hump away as the tingling multitude of 'needle-prick' sensations continued to sting her bottom.

At this point, the bewildered Ashley nearly felt pity for what she had done. And so she rubbed that sore bottom before her. Katie moaned loudly and humped forcefully. Such actions only prompted Ashley to caress and tickle her crack again, getting all the more reactions from Katie. Finally, as those curious fingers stimulated both the rectum and perineum, Katie went out straight as a board. Her legs closed tightly around Ashley's probing hand as she let out a loud, "Ooooooh!"

Suddenly, her body jolted. The combination of the stinging on her bottom as well as those tickling fingers had brought about the inevitable. She burst into another orgasm right there in the playroom. She moaned and squealed loudly as her head thrashed about.

Suddenly, Ashley cried out, "Eeeew, she peed on me!" And in anger, she slapped that bare bottom a few more times.

At this point, Dr. Lambert stood up and approached. "Well let's see, honey," she said as she squatted down. "Katie, honey, let's get up off of Ashley." And with the help of the nurses, they rolled her on her side and picked her up. Dr. Lambert scooped a sample of the juice from Ashley's bare leg, which was somewhat thicker than urine and brought it to her nose. "No, Ashley, she didn't pee on you. She did wet nevertheless!"

"Eeewww! Bad girl, Katie!" scolded Ashley

"Now honey, Katie wasn't being mean," continued Dr. Lambert in a soothing tone as she assisted Ashley to her feet. "That just means she likes the way you were playing."

"Oh?" said the confused Ashley.

"Now, if you don't want to play like that and get wet, then we need to tell her. Or, you can ask for a towel to put on your legs the next time you do that game! Would you like that?"

But Ashley only shrugged. Nevertheless, nurse Rachael wiped Ashley clean with baby wipes and paper towels as Amy cleaned up Katie as she lay on the floor on her back with legs wide apart. Katie stared at the ceiling in a world of contentment all to herself. "You made a mess," chucked Amy as she finished drying up the rest of the 'girl juice' from her young patient. "But we're very pleased to see that you're finally playing with the other kids."

And thus having pacified Ashley after her unexpected dousing of 'love honey,' Dr. Lambert turned to face the nurses. "Well… I'm… speechless!" she said. "I've definitely got to make more entries in their charts. And Amy, at one-thirty I want you to bring her back to room twelve!"

"Yes Doctor."

And thus at the appointed time, Amy entered the room again where Katie lay on her bed. She was sucking on her pacifier again as she lay on her side. "Hello, Katie! How're we doing?" she asked. "Can you come with me now? Dr. Lambert wants to see you in room twelve."

But in replay, Katie still did not make eye contact. Instead, she rolled over face down on the bed and assumed a 'doggie' position. She reached back to pull her gown way up high on her back to expose everything. "Katie bad girl!" she said rather loudly and firmly.

Amy gasped, quite taken aback at both her behavior and that beautiful tight smooth bottom. "Huh?" she said quite bewildered.

"Katie bad girl! Bad, bad girl!" she repeated as she shook her bare bottom about. She even reached back and gave her left buttock a slap. But all Amy could do for the moment was to stare at that small pink slit now swollen and moist.