Chapter 27: Look Out for Trouble

"There you go, young lady," the hotel doctor concluded, "you just keep that chastity belt on for a couple of days and you'll be right as rain."

Kathy looked down at the bright highway-orange protective device. "Yes, Sir," she sighed, "is it really that bad? All we did was play pool all night."

"So I understand," the professional clicked the belt's locks into place. "You didn't do any real damage, but you've had more than enough fun for a girl your age."

"Did you get all the balls out?" Kathy shifted her achy bottom on the examination table.

"Yep, all gone," the doctor shut his black bag, " but that last one was really up there. Just remember," he lectured, "next time you insist on three-quarter size balls. You're still growing," he lifted her T-shirt and glided his hand softly over Kathy's chest, "you're not ready for regulation play.

"And I think this," he -- flick -- smoothly removed the pearl stick pin from Kathy's left breast "has been there long enough." He wiped two small drops of blood from the tender wounds, applied Band-Aids and guided the exhausted girl off the table and onto her knees.

"Oh, okay," Kathy sniffled as he unzipped his pants and guided her face into his crotch. "How can I ever thank you?"

"You're off to a nice start," the doctor breathed deeply and let the blonde sex-ed major show her appreciation. "A nice start, indeed."

It wasn't long before the doctor added a fresh stream of protean to the growing collection on Kathy's face. "You just come back on Tuesday," he zipped his pants and smiled, "then you can thank me some more after I unlock that belt."

Kathy kissed the doctor chastely on the cheek, put the stick pin in her purse and said her good-byes. The hideous orange chastity belt drew stares as she trudged wearily across the hotel lobby, but her face brightened when she spied Mommy waving from the main entrance.

"So, there you are," Mommy hugged her daughter then surveyed the wreckage. "What happened to you? Do I really want to know?"

Kathy explained the after dinner mix-up and how she had ended up playing pool with the Supervisor of Masochistic Instruction while Christi was carried off by the amorous Secretary of Education.

"Well, these things happen," Mommy comforted as they walked to the parking lot. "A couple of days in a chastity belt never killed anyone."

"I know," Kathy opened the car door and fell into the seat, "it's just so -- hey, what are you guys doing here?"

Becky and Carol greeted her from the back seat. "We're all going to the airport and I'm going to Pinochio!" Becky exclaimed.

"That's Tokyo, Dear," Mommy corrected. "Daddy called last night and said he's flying straight to Japan for a big business conference. Becky's going to join him and help entertain his clients."

"That's 'cause I'm a masoskist," Becky bubbled.

"Speaking of 'masoskists'," Kathy brightened, " how'd you and Billy like your evening at the Potters?"

"It was real neat," the freckle-faced redhead perked. "Mrs. Potter wrote my name on my bootie with her riding crop," she turned around in the seat and raised her plaid skirt. "See it spells 'Becky'!"

"Cool! How about our 'dear' brother?"

"Oh, Mr. Potter really liked Billy. He even gave him a big butt plug to wear home!"

"I'd loved to have seen that," Kathy cackled and relished the mental image of her brother finally getting a taste of his own medicine.

"Oh, you will," Mommy smirked mischievously. "I've got the videotape in my purse. I was afraid it would disappear if I left it home with Billy."

"Sorry to interrupt," Carol apologized, " but what's happened to my daughter?"

Just then the hotel's sliding glass doors opened and Christi glided into the midday sunshine. She looked beauty pageant-perfect from the top of her cotton-candy hair to the sparkling toes of her high heels. A bouquet of red roses cradled in her arms, she turned and gave a huge toothy smile and a graceful "turning the light bulb" wave to the still fawning education secretary.

"Uh oh, I'd know that look anywhere," Carol cautioned. "Look out for trouble."

The electric smile continued as Christi got into the car. "Just get me out of here," she hissed and blew her persistent admirer a glowing farewell kiss.

I can't wait to hear this one, Kathy grinned as the white Mercedes exited the parking lot and pulled onto the highway to the airport.