The Vet Story - 
To Love Them All
Chapters 3 & 4
by  Jordana
copyright © 2002

Part 3 

Ohhhh! Sarah let out a low groan as the truck bounced across a big pothole. After they had turned off the main road, the secondary road back to the Miller farm was a rough ride, one that quickly reminded Sarah of her kennel room experience.

"After affects!" Kevin looked over and winked.

Sarah blushed and looked out the side window of the truck. She still didn't know what to make of the spanking he had given her. To receive your first ever at the ripe old age of twenty-four was a bit unsettling. They drove a while in uncomfortable silence until Kevin started explaining some facts about the farm they were about to visit.

"Jake Miller is a funny old guy, Sarah. He was one of Young's clients originally. He only started allowing me to see his stock after this one time Ray was on vacation and he had a mare get colicky on him. Fortunately, I was able to pull her through so now he has accepted me as a suitable vet. I'll warn you though; he'll try and intimidate you. Don't let him get to you."

"What are we doing today?" Sarah asked.

"We need to palpate a couple of mares he thinks are bred, take some blood work on them and he mentioned castrating a pen of pigs."

"Pigs?"

"Oh, did I forget to mention that old Jake likes to raise his own pigs too? Just a few, he only keeps six sows or so. It's the Standardbreds that are his passion. Loves to run over to Mallard Downs on a Saturday night and
race his horses!"

Pigs! The only thing she knew about pigs were facts that the textbooks had presented. She had no practical experience with them at all. Oh well, how difficult could such short-legged stocky creatures be anyways.

Jake Miller was waiting by the barn when they pulled up to the farm. He was a medium-built man in his early 50's, with bushy eyebrows, a broad nose, a scrub beard and he chewed on an unlit cigar like a cow enjoying her cud. He eyed Sarah suspiciously when she got out of the truck.

"Jake meet our new veterinary assistant, Sarah Evans. She's going to help me today."

Jake grunted a greeting as he stuck out his hand and shook Sarah's vigorously.

While Sarah was putting on coveralls, she heard Jake say to Kevin, "Ye think she's got enough mustard there for the job, Grant? I mean she's a bit scrawny don't ya think?"

"I think Sarah can handle the job alright, Jake," Kevin replied as he zipped up his coveralls. "Now, where's these mares?"

Jake led them into the barn and showed them the two mares to be palpated for pregnancy.

Sarah held the halter of the first mare and patted her neck and whispered soothing reassurances to her as Kevin slipped a gloved arm up inside her. Jake looked on still chewing his cigar.

"Feels like this one took, Jake."

"Good! I'm hoping of a super foal from her. Paid enough for the damn stud fee!"

"Sarah, why don't you go ahead and take the blood work we need and I'll go ahead and palpate the next one."

Sarah retrieved the collection tubes from the vet bag and screwed the needle into the plastic holder. She gently felt the mare's neck for the vein. There it was! Just as she was about to insert the needle, she felt Jake
breathing on her neck. She turned her head slightly and saw him scrutinizing her every move.

God, please let me hit it the first time!

She tried not to shake but Jake was making this moment really difficult. Sarah held her breath and inserted the needle. When she saw the tube fill bright red, she allowed herself to breath.

"Hmmpf!" Was all she heard from Jake. She hoped it was a grunt of approval.

They finished with the other mare. Jake was a happy man when Kevin informed him that both mares were pregnant.

"Now, about those pigs, you want a pen of young ones castrated right?" Kevin asked.

"Yep and I have a couple of sows that need tested for Brucellosis. Guess you'll need to take blood for that too." Jake replied.

"Well while Sarah's in blood collecting mode we'll do them first."

Sarah shot Kevin a look that told him things were about to get interesting.

As Jake led them to the pigpen, Sarah whispered in desperation to Kevin, "I've never taken blood from a pig! Can't you do it?"

"I would if I thought you could corner a 200 pound pig and hold her still with a snare, but I'm bettin' Sarah our odds will be better if I do the pig snaring and you do the blood collecting."

All too soon they were standing in front of a pen that held two young sows. My God they have no neck! I hope you know what you're doing, Dr. Kevin Grant!

While Jake stood on the outside, they entered the pen with Kevin holding the snare firmly in his hand. Sarah felt the collection tubes shake in her trembling hands.

"Ok, let's start with the spotted one. I'll back her into that corner and get the snare over her snout and lift her head high. You then hit the jugular and then we'll do the same routine with the other one."

"You make it sound so easy!"

"It'll be a piece of cake."

Kevin moved toward the spotted pig and she started backing into the corner just as he had predicted. Sarah in her eagerness however, made a grave mistake and moved toward the pig too, causing her to belt from her corner position squealing with alarm. Kevin dived toward the pig while Sarah froze on the spot in sheer terror. Kevin stumbled over Sarah, landing face first in a large pile of pig manure. In her escape, the pig knocked Sarah off her feet causing her to land on top of Kevin, once again shoving his face into the pile. Jake nearly split a gut laughing at the comedy of errors that played out before him.

"Oh Dr. Grant! I'm sorry!" was all she could manage to get out.

Kevin not really wanting to open his mouth mumbled through pursed lips, "Uh huh...get me a towel!"

Sarah scrambled to her feet and got Kevin a towel. She tried not to laugh as he wiped his face. After he had recovered, they once again tackled the job at hand.

"Now THIS time wait until I have her snared and cornered securely. Got that, Sarah?" Kevin tried to smile but his eyes gave away his irritation with her mistake.

Sarah bit her lip trying not to snicker. "Got it!"

Sarah's pig experience went smoothly after that initial mishap. They collected the blood and castrated the young pigs. As Kevin removed his coveralls and packed up his vet bag, Jake approached him.

"With a little more experience, I guess she'll do," Jake said. "When she climbed out of that truck I have to admit I had my doubts. Course I don't know if you'll survive breaking her in." Jake once again broke into
uncontrollable chuckles over the pig incident.

"Here's the bill Jake. You'll be glad to know the show was free!" Kevin said sarcastically as he handed the man the piece of paper. Jake was still laughing as the truck pulled away from the farm.

When they were out of sight, Kevin rolled down his window and spat out into the field.

"After affects?" Sarah tried to ask innocently while stifling a giggle.

"We'll discuss this tonight young lady!"

Part 4

"I can't see!"

"All the better for the lesson to work m'dear."

Sarah Evans stood completely naked in the center of her bedroom except for the silk tie that covered her eyes.

His large hands grasped her by the shoulders and guided her back towards the bed and into a reclining position.

"What are you doing now?"

"Quiet, young lady!"

She felt him tie each of her wrists with what she presumed to be another silk tie and then hoist her arms above her head. She instinctively tried to pull her arms back down and discovered that they were evidently fastened to something, obviously the bedposts.

"Kevin! Come on, what are you doing?"

He refused to answer.

She felt so exposed and vulnerable stretched out on the bed naked with her arms restrained above her head, yet a chill of excitement coursed through her. She shivered, wondering what he had in mind. She heard him set something down on the dresser that was across the room. She could hear him fiddling with whatever it was and there seemed to be a metallic sound to it. Suddenly she was aware of his presence next to the bed.

"Ok Harold, she's all yours!"

No sooner had he said that than Sarah felt tiny little feet scurrying across her belly. She squealed, tightened her belly muscles and drew up her legs.

"KEVIN! What IS that?"

Harold, the hamster proceeded to explore Sarah's naked body, climbing the rounded mountains of her cleavage. His tiny nose whiskers tweaked over her nipples causing them to stiffen and stand erect. Sarah thrashed and twisted as the little creature decided to explore southward. She giggled hysterically as Harold scampered over her ribs and belly.

"Kevin it tickles! Get it off!" Sarah squealed between convulsive thrust of trying to rid her body of the tickling torment.

"Would you have preferred Bobby the boa constrictor?"

"NO! Come on Kevin; get it off before I die giiiiiiiiiggling!

"So you won't snicker the next time I end up in pig manure because of YOU?"

"Noooooo, neeeverrrr!" She was giggling so hard she couldn't talk.

Kevin finally retrieved the little creature and returned him to his cage. He then walked over, sat on the side of the bed and untied Sarah's arms from the bedposts. She immediately removed her blindfold. She sat up and playfully shoved him.

"How could you do that you rat!"

"I could ask the same question sweetheart, but I won't. However, we aren't finished with your lesson yet."

"We're not?" Sarah asked apprehensively.

"I think its time the doctor introduced you to the proper treatment for naughty, playful little girls." Kevin replied looking very serious.

"Oh?"

"Yes, an erotic spanking."

"Oh!"

That word again! But before she could even begin to wonder, Kevin pulled her across his lap positioning her so her pert bottom was nice and high, her nose almost touching the floor.

"Kevin no!"

"Quiet!"

He felt her body stiffen with apprehension but as his large hand gently stroked the pale globes of her behind she started to relax. His fingers started massaging the muscles of her bottom and he heard her emit a low groan of pleasure. When he felt she was completely loose and relaxed, he lifted his right hand and brought it down across her bottom cheeks.

Her body jerked in surprise but this spank did not pack the stinging wallop that his hand had caused earlier in the day. It stung a little, enough to keep her attention, but the caresses between smacks made her think THIS was almost pleasurable. Suddenly she realized she was arching her bottom up as if begging him to continue. The fact that she was finding pleasure in being spanked embarrassed her for a moment, but to heck with embarrassment, she was also feeling warm and sexy! She arched and moaned, letting go of childish embarrassment as she explored her womanly sensuality.

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