Brody's Little Brat

by Adaline Raine

  Kaitlyn began to work her hands in a circular motion, gently pressing. It did feel very strange with the water inside of her, but it didn’t hurt. “Some people use food to hide their feelings. Did you do that?”

  Kara had literally gained fifty plus pounds in less than three months just before she went to high school. She was in so much pain emotionally from the constant stress of watching her younger brothers and sisters. She had been a kid herself and never got to relax.

  She had taken over the role of caregiver since her mother had worked so much. Her duties had included cooking, cleaning, bathing, and all the other tasks involved in raising children. She didn’t blame her siblings. Her blame fell on the non-existent man who should have been there—her low-life father who had bounced to start a new family. He had been abusive to her mom too, but she’d never let her mother know she knew about it. Thinking about it now, it had been better without him around.

  Kara had yo-yo dieted during high school and the following years but had finally learned that the game was mental. It didn’t matter what food plan she tried, she needed to get her head on board with whatever she chose and stick with it. She had been overweight on and off since then, and now she couldn’t imagine what she would be like without her protective barrier. That’s all it was, after all. A barrier to hide behind—like her tattoos. No one could see the real you behind it.

  Hot, wet tears poured down her cheeks, though she tried to mask the sniffles. “Mm-hmm.”

  “Oh, honey. I didn’t mean to upset you. I just meant that I understand what it’s like to be unhappy with part of your body.” Kaitlyn rubbed for another minute or so, then stepped back. “I know you’ve been off balance. Let me help you to the chair in the bathroom. When you feel the urge to go, you’ll already be in there. It’s private, so just take your time.”

  Kara brushed at her cheeks and let the sweet nurse help her up. She looked down at her panties, scared to try and lean down with the way her head was.

  “Here, it’s okay.” Kaitlyn knelt down and removed them from around her ankles. She handed them to Kara. “Go ahead and take my arm. We’ll go slow.”

  Kara let her lead her into the bathroom. “I think I have to… you know…”

  “Yeah, sure. There are rails on either side of the toilet. When you’re finished—go ahead and sit on the chair near the sink. Push the call button and someone will come walk you back to the room.”

  “Thank you.”

  Kaitlyn left her to do her business, and she was grateful for the privacy.

  * * *

  Kara cleaned herself up and realized she felt a lot better without so much pain in her tummy. Of course, there was still the matter of Dr. Roberts wanting to do an internal exam of her bottom. She did not want anything to do with that!

  Of course, her rational brain pointed out that in all the years she had been going to the doctor, it had only been suggested and performed one other time. He was surely looking out for what had caused the issue to start with, but she was very unhappy at the idea of his finger going there.

  She thought about the butt plug that Brody had popped inside the night he’d punished her. That had to be bigger than the doctor’s fingers. Right? She decided to leave her panties off, unsure what her decision would be.

  Ugh, why can’t we just go home now?

  Kara pressed the call button and waited for someone to come and help her back. To her surprise, it was Brody. He kissed the top of her forehead and wrapped his arm around her waist.

  “Are you feeling any better?”

  “Yeah, a little. I just want to go home.”

  “I know, honey. Just a little bit longer.”

  Kara leaned against him as they made their way back into the room. She took in a breath but only Kaitlyn was in there. She couldn’t see what was next to her, but the nurse had a look on her face that made her uncomfortable again. She was in there for some reason, and whatever it was, it wasn’t pleasant.

  “Kara? I need you to bend over the table slowly. We’ve got some antibiotics that will make you feel a lot better.”

  “If you think that you’re giving me a shot, you can go to hell.”

  “Okay. Then I’ll let Dr. Roberts come in and administer it.” Kaitlyn sucked her cheek in between her teeth, then focused on Brody. “There’s a paddle on the wall, and I highly suggest you use it. I know Kara isn’t feeling well, but we don’t tolerate bad behavior.”

  “Wait! Please!” Kara cried again. She hated to be so emotional in front of strangers, but she was mortified at the way she was treating Kaitlyn. “I’ll listen! I’m really sorry!”

  “I appreciate your apology. Dr. Roberts will be right in.”

  Crap! This was not how she wanted things to play out. The lovely nurse was probably really mad at her. Why the heck had she told her off?

  Kara felt her lower lip trembling but resigned to move away from Brody and bend over the table as instructed originally.

  “I’m going to take advantage of this position. And I hope it’s the last time you ever get a shot on a spanked butt.” Brody rested one hand on her back and let the other meet her cheeks. He punished her swiftly with his bare hand. It was short but intense, and she was grateful he hadn’t followed the suggestion about the paddle.

  Kara said nothing as the discipline continued, though she did squeak a few times when his hand met her sit spots.

  “I have the right to refuse it! I’m an adult!” She danced up on her heels when she got one hard smack on each upper thigh. “Ouch! Ouch!”

  Dr. Roberts walked in, and Kara buried her head in her hands. “Kara, do you think it’s nice to be disrespectful to someone who is helping you?”

  She shook her head and refused to turn around or reply.

  Brody didn’t bother to fix her gown as he stepped away, but she figured the doctor would just pull it open again anyway. They seemed to be very bottom-oriented today.

  “I told Dr. Roberts I agreed,” Brody told her. “You’ll feel better a lot quicker, and you won’t be sick for your test at the end of the week.”

  “I really hate the way you made a decision without talking to me about it.” A much more adult sounding Kara retorted as she shook off his correction. She reached back and held the hem of her gown closed, then straightened. “Maybe if you’d talked to me, I wouldn’t have pissed off the sweet nurse.”

  “I don’t like being ignored.” Dr. Roberts focused on Brody. “I think she’s being even more difficult since you spanked her.”

  “I don’t have much experience with paddles. I usually use a hairbrush.” Brody inclined his head to the wall. “If I knew how to swing it, I’m sure Ms. Kara would get a better picture of how I expect her to act when we’re out.”

  Kara felt a pit of ice form in her belly. His tone had gone to a funny place where he sounded amused, as though he was miles away from what was happening. She bit down into her lip as Dr. Roberts approached the wall and maneuvered the large wooden paddle out of its holders. He cracked it once against his hand, causing her to jump.

  “I’m rather handy with a paddle.”

  Brody can’t let him spank me! Kara shot a horrified look to Brody, who nodded his agreement.

  “You are! I’m so impressed! Do you think you could demonstrate your skills?” Brody cocked his head to the side. “I’m sure it would leave a lasting impression.”

  She had really messed up this time. Brody had her best interests in mind, as did Dr. Roberts, and she just kept giving them both lip. Not to mention how rude she had been to Kaitlyn when they had shared a really special moment earlier. She had no right to be acting like this.

  “I believe you’re right.” Dr. Roberts took two large steps until he was back at the exam table. “Your daddy thinks your behavior is out of line, young lady.”

  Kara blinked back another round of tears. She’d had it with the damn tears today!

  The doctor drummed his fingers on the top of the exam table. “Bend over. After I get your bottom
a little rosier, we’ll get the shot over with, okay?”

  Kara sucked in a breath but did as he commanded. Brody wanted her to listen after all, and she had been so awful to the doctor’s wife. She still didn’t want either one, but a shot would speed up her recovery. She bent and opened the gown.

  “Good girl.” Dr. Roberts placed one hand at the base of her spine and then smacked the paddle hard against her right cheek. She yelped from the sting and then again as he repeated the gesture on the other side of her bottom. He did this two more times, then laid the implement down. “Let’s not have to repeat this next time.”

  “I’m sorry I was so mean to Kaitlyn!” Kara babbled as the next round of tears began to fall. “I really like her!”

  “I understand, and you can tell her you’re sorry when you come back next week and straighten out the file cabinet. You cannot treat the staff in this office the way you did.” He rubbed an alcohol pad in circles close to the top of her bottom and she clenched. “Try to relax. It’s a big pinch, and a big burn. The medicine goes in slow so the burn lasts a bit.”

  Kara blew her breath out and was happy to feel Brody’s hand against her face. “I won’t do it again!” She tried not to tense up as the needle hit home, but she failed. “Ow…”

  “Just breathe. It’s almost done.” The doctor certainly had experience. At least he didn’t give a bad shot. “Keep your head down for a minute, then get up slowly.”

  She felt him remove the needle, then heard him move away.

  Brody kissed the top of her head. “You did well.” He helped her slowly straighten up.

  “Are you serious about me coming back here?” Kara watched Dr. Roberts wash and dry his hands.

  “Yes. You can move the files from the front desk back to the archive in the record room down the hall. That is, when you’re feeling better. I’ll arrange it with your daddy.”

  “Can we skip the last part that you mentioned before?” Kara didn’t want anything else near the general area of her behind.

  “I really want to make sure there isn’t anything else going on. You do have the right to say no, but I’m concerned about it happening again.” Dr. Roberts folded his arms across his chest. “I promise it will be over with fast.”

  “Do I have to bend over again?”

  “It will be easier if you get back on the table. The edge of it drops to allow a better angle.” Dr. Roberts had a blank expression on his face, and she understood it came from his concern over something else going on. Kara was too nervous to agree verbally, but she maneuvered herself back up on the table.

  “I’m going to call Kaitlyn back in here to assist. Do you want your daddy to stay in here too?”

  Kara felt the tears start again and she nodded—so overwhelmed in her head again.

  Brody leaned over and whispered in her ear. “It will be over really soon, and we can go home and snuggle, okay?”

  She nodded again.

  “I love you, honey.”

  “I love you too.” Kara looked down at the end of the table. Kaitlyn had come back in, and she patted her foot with a comforting touch. “I’m sorry I’m being awful.”

  “I forgive you. I’m right here too.” Kaitlyn gave her a small smile, then focused on handing the doctor something.

  “Kara, I need you to scoot down to the end of the table, okay?” Dr. Roberts could seriously be a hostage negotiator with his voice of perfect calm and perfect reason. It was firm, gentle, and just a tiny bit demanding. How did he and Brody both know how to get her to cooperate?

  She managed to move her body down. “Will it hurt?”

  “You’ll feel a bit of pressure, but it shouldn’t hurt. If you do feel pain, I want you to tell me immediately.” Dr. Roberts laid a sheet over her lower half. “Let your knees fall open to the sides.”

  “Uh-huh.” Kara sucked in a breath as she opened her legs. Brody took her hand in his and kissed the side of her head. “I don’t want to do this.”

  “I know. It’s okay.” Brody gave her hand a squeeze. “Just try to relax.”

  “Breathe, honey. We’ll be done really soon.” Dr. Roberts assured Kara.

  Kara felt the now familiar gel press up against her bottom hole, then the tip of Dr. Roberts’ finger as he worked it around the edge. He inserted his finger deeper, and she could feel him poking around. It didn’t hurt, like she had imagined before, but it did feel odd. Plus, she was embarrassed to have so much attention there. Another finger entered slowly but did not go in all the way. She tried to focus on her breathing, but the tears started again and she sniffled.

  “Does that hurt?” Dr. Roberts glanced up and over the sheet to meet her eyes.

  “N… no.” Kara inhaled deeply and let it out. “No. I don’t know why I’m crying again.”

  “You’re doing great. It’s almost over.” Brody gave her hand another squeeze. “I’m very proud of you. I know it’s uncomfortable.”

  “All right. We’re all done.” Dr. Roberts withdrew his fingers slowly, so he wouldn’t cause any pain on the way out. “You did great. I didn’t feel anything which would indicate a problem. You can get up and dressed. Make sure you pick up your basket on the way out.”

  “Thank you.” Kara watched him dispose of the gloves and wash his hands. “Thank you both so much.”

  Kaitlyn patted her head as she left. “You’re welcome. We’ll see you when you come back. Feel free to call me if you ever want to talk. My number is in the basket.”

  Kara got dressed slowly, and then she took Brody’s hand. He grabbed the pretty gift basket as they passed the front desk, then helped her out to the car. She got into the backseat and stretched out. “I’m sorry I acted up. I just really don’t like going to the doctor.”

  “It’s okay. I think you learned your lesson. We’ll go home and relax and then you can go to sleep.”

  “Thank you for taking care of me.”

  “That’s what daddies do.”

  Kara snuggled down into the seat. She was damn lucky. Brody really knew exactly how to take care of her.

  Chapter Five

  It was a few days after her visit to the doctor and Kara was camped out on the couch. She was bundled up in blankets, and though she felt a little better, she still didn’t feel well enough to do anything. Brody walked into the living room and stopped to touch her head.

  “How are you feeling, honey?”

  “Mmugh,” she replied with a pout. “Can you please stay home today?” He had told her about an hour or so ago that he had been called in for an important meeting.

  “I can’t, but I have someone coming over to sit with you.”

  Kara rolled her eyes. “I want to be alone then. Just call them back and tell them it’s fine,” she snapped before she could stop herself.

  Brody narrowed his eyes and leaned down so they were at the same level. “Hey, none of that. You were still dizzy last night, and I don’t want you moving around if you don’t have to. I have Joe coming over with Katie.”

  Kara’s mouth dropped. “You don’t mean like, Dr. Joe, do you? And what do you mean Katie? She’s not a kid.”

  “Yes, I do mean Dr. Joe, and today Katie is in her younger mindset. She wants to come over and help, but she’s not in her nurse mode. He’s doing me a favor by coming over, so I expect you to be very good.”

  “I’m not a little kid.” Kara spoke through gritted teeth. She was not happy with this arrangement! She didn’t need a babysitter! “I’ll just go in my room. I swear I’ll be okay!”

  “Do you need a punishment before I go? I’d rather not spank you when you’re still sick, but I think it will change your tune really fast.” Brody straightened. “What’s it going to be?”

  “I’ll listen to Dr. Joe.” Kara smoothed out one of the blankets. “He’s not going to be all like, doctorish when he’s here, right?”

  “I’m not sure what you mean. Yes, he’s a doctor, but he’s also Katie’s daddy. He’s not going to come over here and spank you and give you a
shot, if that’s what you’re referring to.”

  “He spanked me in his office like a damn little kid!” Kara snapped, reliving the memory of the way he’d paddled her bare bottom before the shot of antibiotics.

  “He most certainly did. If I recall correctly, you told his lovely wife to go to hell.” Brody sighed then looked down at his watch. “You need to be on your best behavior. Being sick doesn’t excuse bad choices. Besides, I already told him that he has my permission to act on my behalf.”

  “I’ll try,” Kara sighed. His words sent a terrible shiver up her spine. She didn’t like the idea of Dr. Joe having permission to do anything since she was so embarrassed from being exposed in his office. But, he was so gentle too, especially with Katie. She hoped she could be good like she’d promised.

  “What was your temperature?” Brody rested his hand against her forehead. “You still feel warmer than usual.”

  “Like ninety something,” Kara mumbled as she shifted uncomfortably under his hand.

  “You didn’t check it, did you?” Brody glanced at his watch again as he dropped his hand. “I asked you an hour ago so I could give you med—”

  “I couldn’t find the digital one and I’m not using… that… other… one.” Kara knew exactly what he expected, but interrupted him anyway.

  The oral blue digital one had died a terrible death. It had slipped off the counter the other day when she’d cleaned the kitchen and it had fallen into the drain. Kara, terrified of the garbage compressor from all those movies that showed people losing their hands, had clicked the switch to off, but in her panic she’d accidentally turned it on. Good-bye, adult thermometer. She hadn’t told Brody yet since he’d told her to stay on the couch and rest.

  “Where is the red one?” The doorbell rang, interrupting their conversation. “Quickly. I have to answer the door.”

  “It’s upstairs somewhere!” Kara snapped. “The other one got crushed in the sink. I’m not using a damn baby thermometer!”

  Brody rubbed his chin, as if contemplating how much time it would take, then nodded. “Okay, you can tell me all about it when I get home. In the meantime, I’m sure Joe can help you find it.”