Seashell sees a doctor
Seashell’s nipples were very sore after the break in at SirTech. It turned out that the reason Sir was working late was because he had been designing a new range of SirTech nipple clamps and an opportunity to test them out had dropped in his lap. Poor Seashell and poor fern, edged and tormented for hours before being let go. Sir drove the pair back home and Seashell hobbled into her house and fell asleep on top of Djungelskog.
The next morning Seashell woke up and her nipples were sore and tender.
“Owww” said Seashell while looking at her bruised breast in the mirror.
She poked her nipples again.
“Ooooh ow”
It hurt but felt arousing at the same time.
“Maybe I should go get them checked out,” thought Seashell.
Seashell put on a loose fitting dress and headed out to the clinic. The fabric rubbing on her nipples felt nice but painful. The clinic was on the other side of town so she had to catch the train. Unfortunately for seashell today was Annual Chastity Day and the train station was crowded with tourists in town to celebrate.
“Oh sorry miss,” said someone dressed in a cardboard padlock costume after bumping into Seashell. Every jostle of the train seemed to cause other passengers to bump into poor Seashell’s tender breasts.
“Ow!” said Seashell.
Finally she was able to get off the train and walked to the clinic.
The clinic was owned by SirTech and specialised in more kinky injuries. In fact they were one of the few places in town that had a master key to remove SirTech belts other than Sir himself.
Seashell took a number from the counter and sat down in the waiting room. She looked around and wondered what the others in the waiting room were there for. That was when the doctor called Seashell into the office.
“Hi, I’m doctor Ted. How can I help you?” said the doctor.
“Well it’s my nipples doc,” replied Seashell.
“Let’s have a look then,” replied the doctor.
Seashell removed her dress to show the doctor her poor bruised and swollen nipples.
“Can you feel that?” asked Dr Ted while reaching in and pinching her left nipple hard with his fingers.
“Ow!” groaned Seashell.
“Well there’s no nerve damage,” said Dr Ted who made notes on his clipboard.
“You’re going to have to leave them alone for a few days I’m afraid.”
Seashell frowned at the thought of not playing with her nipples. With the belt between her legs, her nipples had become her new favourite way to tease herself when she was bored.
“I think we have one in your size,” said Dr Ted while rummaging through a cupboard of medical supplies.
The doctor pulled out a brand new SirTech chastity bra from the cupboard.
“This will protect from any further injury while you heal,” said the doctor with a sly grin.
Seashell squirmed in her seat and tried to protest but doctor Ted explained it was for her own good.
“Fiiiiinnne,” whined Seashell.
The doctor locked on the bra and told her to come back in three weeks for a check up.
Seashell left the clinic and got the train back home. This time there was no pleasurable sensation of her dress rubbing against her nipples as the train rumbled down the tracks. Poor poor Seashell.