Chapter Four

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We pull up to a large building, I'm not too happy but I try not to show it, I really don't want to go in there looking like this.

"Are you going to fight me Lizzie?" I look down at my clothes and shake my head no.

"Okay then come here, you can change out of your clothes." He changes me into shorts and a tank top, and removes the gag.

"What do you say?" He questions. I look up at Xander through the rear view mirror, "Thank you, for letting me change and removing the gag." I whisper back to him.

"Sir, you forgot to add sir BUT look at you learning so quickly, I knew it wouldn't take too long, now come on let's go inside."

My anxiety heightened quite a bit but I didn't want to show it, I really didn't feel like getting punished a second time, and truthfully I was too exhausted to act out again.

I tried to open the door but it wouldn't open, he came out and opened the door himself, "Child lock was on." was all he muttered.

He unbuckled the seat belt and lifted me up. I'm assuming to make sure I didn't fight him or run away but I was honestly too scared to do that at the moment, my whole body was tense and I think Xander could feel it because he started rubbing my back gently and whispering it would be okay.

We walked into the cold air conditioned office which smelled like alcohol wipes and clean disinfect, goosebumps immediately rose to my skin, no thanks to the clothes I was wearing.

He walked up to the front desk and the women smiled at me and asked Xander what time my appointment was and what my name was, he told them all my information and asked them to use my nickname instead. I was grateful for that because I was not in the mood to speak much. I just buried my face in the crook of Xanders neck and kept my arms wrapped around it, we sat down in one of the chairs, well I guess Xander sat down because I still didn't let go and he didn't try to make me.

We waited a bit and then the door opened and they called my name. Xander stood up with me and that's when I started whining a bit and gripping onto him tighter, tears started welling up in my eyes quickly.

I did not want to be here and do this right now. We walked into a patient room with one of those beds, and two chairs and a computer, the nurse took my vitals and told us to wait there and the doctor would be in shortly.

Xander whispered in my ear "Remember what I said, try to behave, I know you are scared so I'll excuse some behavior here. But if you are good you'll get a reward Lizzie" he said as he rubbed my hair and back gently.

There was a knock at the door shortly after and the doctor walked in, he was older, about fifty with pepper hair.

"Well hello Lizzie what a pleasure to meet you! I am Dr. Peterson, This must be Xander!" He said smiling brightly at me.

I didn't say anything and instead looked away, I did not want to know or talk to him, I knew what he was going to do to me. He was going to poke me and it was going to hurt, that was that.

Xander spoke up and said "I'm sorry Dr. Peterson, she is extremely afraid of needles and I already pre-warned her what this appointment would be. She isn't too happy right now, please excuse her mannerism. I assure you she wouldn't be like that under different circumstances."

Dr. Peterson laughed loudly, "Xander it's okay, Lizzie actually isn't acting as erratic as some patients I've seen today. I understand that might change, but some patients come in here already being punished or having to be punished in the waiting room. I can understand her fear, but I can assure her it'll be over before it's even begun." I looked at him slightly smiling, at least he was reassuring but I knew he was lying to me. I knew he was trying to be kind though and I appreciated it, better than a mean doctor that just jabbed you.

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