She shook her head. "No, it's okay Doctor, I don't need it." she said, managing to keep the disappointment out of her voice. She'd wanted the mask, but he had to check her nose and throat and she understood why, and she didn't like the cannula, it felt too intrusive and not as fun as the mask was. With a whimper of pleasure, she arched against his hand. "I'd love a pelvic exam, doctor." she purred, managing to resist the urge to grind against his hand.
She wanted to be a good little girl, she wanted to release the ball of stress that had formed inside her. But most of all, she wanted to make her Daddy happy.