Ann sealed the swap into another plastic tube and said, "Brave girl. That wasn't too bad, was it?"Ann then examined her vagina with the light. "Some b...uising but again no tearing. Hold on dear, we're almost done." Sandy felt the touch of a swab deep in her vagina, then another one up high. "There, we are done. Why don't you get down and get dressed." Once Sandy was dressed, Ann opened the door to the examining room signaling the nurse that it was OK to come in. She took the tube of cream from. “Now we have to talk seriously, slut, You told me before you do not want to be caned, burned or pierced. A little while ago you said no to the violet wand. It can be set very low, you know, for a first experience with it. You have to tell me freely your fears and limits. If you have second thought about going to Bob’s place to play, that is his name, be honest. I will not hold it against you.” “No. I have no reservations. Your slut is rather looking forward to it, Mistress. The wand scares her.. It was so much easier than trying to decide what to wear myself. Usually it was just he and I, so I didn't mind what he chose. I mean, one thing I didn't miss was standing in front of a mirror, trying on outfit after outfit, trying to decide what to wear. And anyway, no matter who else might have been with him, Paul was coming over!In a few minutes I was ready for Sunday morning pastries in the backyard."Good girl! Let's go eat!" Yes Sir!" I replied military fashion and we grinned at each. He told me he loved me, which is more than you ever said. Anyhow, he’s a lot better looking than you are.”I guess she could see by the absence of any reaction on my part that I wasn’t going to be emotionally devastated by her revelation. To me, jealousy was irrational.Apparently needing to heap on another layer of insult, she casually tossed in, “And he’s not a little shrimp like you, either. His thing is bigger than yours.”With that, she got up and went looking for an empty seat farther back.