Naughty Temperature Taking!

Selina automatically assumes she will have her temperature taken orally - silly girl - it will be done the old fashioned way!

Already feeling aroused from an intimate medical examination, there is further humiliation to come ...

Here's a little teaser from Becoming His Babygirl.

"I think this is as good a time as any to take your temperature," said Dr Diggle, reaching for a thermometer.

Selina tried to control her body, willing herself not to get so sexually aroused. She opened her mouth ready to have her temperature taken.

"Oh, the thermometer doesn't go there," said Dr Diggle. "It goes right here." He deftly inserted it up her bottom and wiggled it around a bit.

"Oh! Oh!" Selina hadn't expected that, and the cold feeling of fullness made her feel all tingly.


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A Wonderfully Humiliating Medical Examination

Selina is taken to see Dr Diggle, and prepared for her medical examination.

Here's a little teaser from Becoming His Babygirl.

To her intense annoyance, the doctor ignored her questions. He went to a drawer and produced a kind of head band with a light fitted to the front of it. Selina stared at it. "What's that for?"

"It's so I can get a real good look at you, sweetie. We need to have this up." He raised the hem of her little skirt, securing it in place by tucking it under the waistband. "And these down." Down came her panties. He pulled them right off and tossed them on the desk.

"Eeep," squealed Selina. "Just what sort of examination is this?"

"A very necessary one my dear. Now then, we need to shuffle you closer to Doctor, and bend these knees, then put one of these lovely little leggies here ... and the other goes here ..." There was a click, and to her horror and humiliation her bottom was right at the end of the couch, her feet trapped in stirrups. "Just relax, poppet while I get the speculum."

"Relax?! You gotta be kidding!" She watched in horrified fascination as Dr Diggle retrieved a metal instrument from a tray.


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The Humiliating Diaper Position

Selina and Ayla don't like early bedtimes. They get caught bouncing on the bed and are punished accordingly ... in the diaper position!

"Now you will lie still and be silent," instructed Esther as she tucked the girls up in bed. "The night caretakers will stand no nonsense, so you two had better be as quiet as little mice."

When the two nursery maids had left, the girls got out of bed and began griping and complaining.

"This is freakin' ridiculous! Bed before 7pm - they gotta be kidding!"

"They can fuck right off," said Selina. "At least we got one over them by hiding the egg sandwiches."

They began to giggle, and before they knew it were trampolining up and down on their beds, having a contest to see who could jump the highest. It wasn't long before their shouts and squeals of glee brought them some unwelcome attention. The door burst open suddenly, and two male caretakers came in - and they didn't look at all pleased.

"What's going on? You were told to go to sleep," said the taller of the two men sternly. "A dose of the strap will be in order, and then the pair of you will be separated. As you can't behave together, you will sleep in different rooms."

"Aww that's so not fair! We've already had lots of spankings since we arrived - we don't want any more." Selina looked at him beseechingly. It had no effect.

"You take that one," the other man addressed his colleague with a nod towards Selina. "And I'll take this one off to dorm four and give her ten with the strap." He grabbed Ayla, tossed her over his shoulder, and left the room, Ayla protesting volubly.

The remaining night caretaker regarded Selina speculatively. "Such a naughty little girl. You're going to get your bare bottom spanked again. But as I'm feeling generous, I'll give you a warm up spanking first."

"And I'm supposed to be grateful?" Selina pouted. "Well I'm not. So there."

"In that case, little Miss, there'll be no warm up. And what's more ..." his eyes narrowed as he smiled thinly. "I shall make this as humiliating for you as possible."

He did too. A moment later, Selina was on her back on the bed in the diaper position, her pyjama bottoms removed completely, and her legs in the air. Standing to one side of her, the caretaker took a short but thickish strap from his pocket and eyed the target area. He held her ankles together with one hand, pulling them high so that her bare bottom was raised up off the bed.


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Nanny Perkins Hairbrush

Selina's first encounter with the strict Nanny Perkins results in a spanked bottom with Nanny's infamous hairbrush!

Then all thoughts of Ayla were forgotten as a plump apple-cheeked woman wearing a dark blue uniform with a white cap and apron came towards Selina.

"And who have we here? My, my - what a dirty little one she is! Just look at her, all caked in mud. Never mind, poppet - we'll soon have you bathed and changed."

Much to her relief, Selina was lifted off the horse. The plump woman grabbed her hand firmly and clucked, "Come with me, my little love. Nanny Perkins will take care of you. You shall have a nice hot bath and pretty clean clothes to wear, and we'll do your hair and give you a glass of milk."

"I don't like milk," said Selina.

Nanny Perkin's expression changed at once. She frowned, fixing her dark pebble eyes on Selina. "You will have a glass of milk, and you will drink it all up for Nanny, like a good little girl."

"But I don't - OW! OW! OWWW!" yelped Selina, as from her voluminous pockets, Nanny Perkins produced an oval-shaped wooden hairbrush and delivered three stinging spanks with it to Selina's bottom.

"You will do as you're told for Nanny. Is that clear?"

"Um ... yes," whimpered Selina.

"Yes what?"

"Er, yes ... Nanny Perkins."

"That's better, dear. So much better," cooed Nanny Perkins, her face wreathed in smiles once more.

Selina swallowed and allowed herself to be led docilely into one of the buildings, where she was herded down a corridor with several doors leading off it. Nanny opened one and stepped into a spacious bathroom.

"Sit on the chair, my lambkin, while Nanny runs you a nice warm bath."

Irritated at being referred to as a 'lambkin' and wondering why on earth the Perkin's woman insisted on referring to herself in the third person, Selina sat sullenly on the chair. She decided for the moment it was best to keep quiet until Perkins and her hairbrush were out of sight.


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Taken to the Nursery: Becoming His Babygirl

Selina meets up with Ayla, but as the two of them are wading through a bog, they are captured by horsemen and taken to the nursery ... what fate awaits them there?

Selina began wading as fast as her little legs would carry her, only to lose her footing and fall headlong, landing with a loud splat, covering herself from head to toe in muddy water. She squealed and spat out a mouthful of sodden grass and grey water, then squealed again as a hand reached out and hauled her unceremoniously over the back of the horse, in front of the pommel.

"Hey!" she yelled. "Hey! Get off!"

"Selina!" called Ayla as she watched her friend carried off by horse and rider. Then she too suffered the same fate, finding herself draped across the back of a black horse, feet dangling. One iron hard hand pressed into the small of her back ensuring she didn't fall to the ground as she was bumped and bounced. Cursing, she tried to twist round and look up at the rider. He was a large man with gimlet eyes and a dark beard. "Who are you? Where are you taking us?" she demanded confidently, though the tremble in her voice betrayed her.

She was answered first by a low, throaty chuckle, followed by a deep voice. "To the nursery of course, my pretty little one. We shall have such fun with you two."


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Becoming His Babygirl

Delighted to announce my new book, Becoming His Babygirl, is now available. Here's the publisher's blurb:

With deftly rendered characters, imaginative scenarios, steamy sex and an inspired storyline, Chloe Carpenter delivers her most captivating book yet.

Selina is a 24-year-old woman with secret desires - to relinquish control and submit to a real man who can make her feel complete. She mistakenly thinks she has found her 'real man' in the enigmatic Mr Flynn, but when she meets Tarak, everything changes. Her powerful, golden-eyed loving Daddy-figure is eager to share with her every conceivable erotic pleasure imaginable, and as he begins to acclimatize her to her new life as his little one, she learns to submit to his authority and discipline as he introduces her to spankings and sex, to fun games and diapers, and the freedom of submission as he takes her on a journey of self-discovery that is literally out of this world.

Selina finds herself in a place where the very nature of time has been redefined ... a place populated by play rooms, strict nannies and stern caretakers - a place where intimate examinations and temperature takings are commonplace. But who exactly is Tarak? And what will happen if Selina wants to return home? Lashings of kink make this a fun and highly erotic age play romance with a creative sci-fi twist.

Publisher's Note: Becoming His Babygirl is an ageplay book. It includes anal play, explicit sexual scenes, and elements of medical play. The punishments include humiliation, corner time, spankings and BDSM S/M themes. Please don't buy this book if such material is likely to cause offence.


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More Fun with Clamps: Little Molly by Chloe Carpenter

Luke grinned wickedly. "The third clamp isn't for your tits. Where do you think I'm going to put it? Can you guess?"

She inhaled sharply. No ... surely not... he can't mean...

Oh but he did!

Her mouth dropped open as he reached down towards her quivering genitals, and a moment later, she felt her labia clamped together, and squeaked loudly.

"Ow! Oh - it hurts!"

"But in a good way." He slackened off the clamp a little.

"Mmm." Yes, in a good way.

"Look at me, Molly." His eyes held hers as he tugged on the chains, watching her expression as he did so. In moments she was moaning and squirming. "Spread those legs nice and wide for me, baby. Enjoy the things that Daddy is doing to you." He moved the clamp along the labia, tightening it a little with one hand, as the finger of his other hand penetrated her. He was rewarded by a little shriek of pleasure, and that shriek intensified when he moved the clamp to her sensitive little clit.

I'll share more extracts later :)

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