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Woman doctor enjoys being in command of her patients.
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She was well satisfied with her situation in life. A few years ago she worked at a VA hospital. She quickly learned that her position as a doctor gave her authority and control over the patients under her care. She particularly enjoyed her ability to give orders to her male patients and to put them in compromising positions and situations. And what was most amusing and satisfying, they typically obeyed her every direction. She now ran a small medical office. All of her employees were women, and all of them supported and actively participated in her examination room antics.
The doctor was stirred from her daydreaming by the buzz from the intercom. Her next patient was waiting for her in Exam Room 3. She entered the exam room and eyed her patient sitting on the exam table. Scanning his chart, she learned he was 52 and was in for a life insurance physical. She made small talk to get a fix on what type of patient he would be, and then planned the exam. It stared innocently enough, ears, eyes and throat. She wanted to coax him along. Next came blood pressure. She asked when his last physical was, and used this to start her tactics. She asked if he had been given a rectal exam. Not really interested in his answer, she looked him in the eye and explained she would be giving him a complete physical including checking his prostate and thoroughly examining his genitals. With that she directed him to go behind the screen and undress, telling him everything comes off except the underpants. He sheepishly hopped off the exam table and disappeared behind the screen.
He soon emerged and she smiled to herself, he wore white tidies. It was up on the table and the exam continued. She checked his lungs, tapped around on his chest and back. She had him lay on his back and she continued poking and probing checking his internal organs. She asked him to lift his hips and she lowered his underpants slightly exposing a good part of his pubic hair. She noticed he turned a little flush. She thought to herself, he hasn't seen anything yet. She dawdled around his pubic hair and then motioned him to sit up.
She went over to get a stool and in the process of sitting she directed him to stand in front of her. She had him bend slightly, checking his muscle and bone structure. She had him turn around and she did the same thing. She had him face her again and pointing to his underpants told him to pull them down to his ankles. She almost burst out laughing, when he lowered his underpants his penis almost immediately became erect. She instantly made a disapproving face that caused him to begin a profuse apology. He had humiliation written all over him. Thinking quickly, she announced she could not examine him in his current state. He continued to repeat how sorry he was. She sat looking at him and his pecker. She was quite pleased with the situation. How to benefit she thought.
Finally she stood up saying I have other patients so we will need to continue with the exam and come back to the genital check. She told him to pull up his underpants and come over to the scale. He was weighed and his height was checked. While doing this she figured out her game plan. After the scales it was back to the examining table. She asked if a woman doctor had ever given him a rectal exam. When he said no, she told him to remove his underpants and climb up on the table and get on his hands and knees. She was gong to check his rectal area and do a prostate exam. She almost could not contain herself as he climbed into position with his manhood bobbing up and down. She decided to talk him through the exam. Her hope was his erection would remain. She watched intently as she examined his hind quarters and explained what she was doing. The plan was working because if anything his pecker was getting harder. When she was done she came around to his front and facing him while he was still in the exposed and humiliating position explained all looked good. She said she took a close look at the outside of his bottom and that the pressure he felt was her spreading his buttocks to do a visual inspection.
With that she told him to climb off the table and noting he still was erect told him to put his underpants on. She had him sit on a stool as she did the same. She took a number of minutes to review his medical application form. They discussed a few things and she asked if he had any questions. She then told him to stand and lower his underpants so she could see if he was in a condition to be examined. He was still erect, and again he apologized. With him standing with his underpants around his ankles she went to the intercom. Next thing the receptionist came in. She looked about 17. He was totally embarrassed. The doctor explained the situation to her, and the receptionist confirmed and emphasized that the doctor was already late for her next appointment. The doctor told her to take this patient to the nurse to finish up the exam. With that the doctor said her goodbyes and left him with the receptionist. He looked from woman to woman as they had an eyeful of his peeker standing at attention.
The receptionist was in no hurry. She told him to pull up his underpants and wait as she got the nurse. She came back soon and announced she would have to take him to the nurse. They exited the exam room and made their way to the back of the office. Luckily for him no one saw them. When they got to the room where the nurse was the receptionist knocked and they were told to come in. The nurse was in her mid 40s and gorgeous. She made a snide remark about the situation, when he began to feebly spit out an apology, she said no need. She told him to lower his underwear. She remarked in a sarcastic way that he didn't appear as excited. Good. Take him to the examining table behind the screen. Get his underwear off and take his temperature. Please take it rectally. I'll be in a minute after I finish what I am doing to finish his exam.
The receptionist and the patient disappeared behind the screen. Next thing he knew he was on his stomach on the table with a thermometer stuck in his butt. The receptionist stood over him the entire time. Soon the curtains parted and in walked the nurse. She told the receptionist she would take it from here. After what seemed like a lifetime, the nurse pulled out the thermometer and told him to roll over. She proceeded to inspect his shaft, paying particular attention to the head. After a time she had him bend his legs and she cupped and kneaded his testicles. Next she had him stand in front of her and she basically checked him all over again. As she checked him she commented about why he became erect. She asked him if he ever had to take his clothes off for a female doctor before and if one ever checked him as thoroughly as he was examined today by her and the doctor. With him standing nude in front of her she completed his medical form. Finally she told him he could pull on his underwear and go back to the examining room to dress. She watched intently as he struggled to pull on his underwear and exit the area with forms in hand.
After he left the building the three women met and had a good laugh, quite pleased with their performance. They remarked at how easily they were able to get him to take off his underpants when they asked.
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I don’t know why I forgot to wear men’s briefs that day, perhaps I was just so used to the comfortable feel of silk panties I didn’t even think about it when I got dressed. Maybe I had an unconscious desire to be caught; literally to have my little secret uncovered. So here I was at the walk-in clinic, with no desire to go home and change, just on the off chance I might be caught wearing women’s underwear. Surely, if I had to disrobe they would give me one of those gowns to wear.
It was the end of the day, and I could see from the full waiting room at that it had been a busy one. After nearly an hour I heard my name called. Looking up from the six-month old magazine, I saw that I would be the last patient of the day. The pretty young nurse’s assistant directed me to a room at the end of the hall. As I stepped inside she opened a cabinet and pulled out one of those short cotton gowns that barely cover anything.
“Here you go,” she said cheerily, her eyes roaming the length of my 6-foot frame, “Disrobe and slip this on. The nurse will be with you in minute or two.”
I knew from experience this would probably be another long wait and since the room was a bit chilly, I took my time getting undressed. Unfortunately this time I was wrong. I had shucked everything else and was just dropping my panties when the door swiftly opened behind me, and a whoosh of cool air swept between my bare thighs. I spun around, grabbing the thin yellow gown to hold out in a feeble attempt to cover myself. I forgot my panties, which now lay bunched around my ankles.
“Sorry,” The young woman in the lab coat offered, “Not quite ready were you?” She smiled, apparently amused by my discomfiture.
Flushing red, I attempted a comeback but words failed me. She was strikingly beautiful. Her eyes flashed with cool green fire as my own eyes roved quickly over her well-curved figure. Her two large breasts struggled against the confines of the prim white uniform. I could see the white lace of her brassiere peeking out from between the overstressed buttons. I struggled for words but merely stammered.
“Relax hon,” she said reassuringly. “I’m the nurse. I need to ask you some questions first.”
She bent down to scoop up my briefs, took a good look at them, and froze. I was so embarrassed that I barely noticed the excellent view down her blouse at her tanned cleavage. She stood up, holding the filmy, powder-blue panties on the end of her finger, and fixed me with a knowing smile.
“Hmm. . .Charming,” she said, holding the panties out on the end of her finger, “You could have left these on. . .” When I reached out she teasingly snatched them away.
“. . .But there’s no harm now in leaving them off now. . .that is unless you’re uncomfortable?”
Without waiting for my answer she turned and hung them on a wall hook, then smiled as if she had just mounted a trophy. Struggling to regain my composure, I fumbled to unfold the gown and conceal myself better. She reached out and grabbed the sleeves, holding them open for me while nonchalantly looking over the top at my exposed genitals.
“Hmm. . .Uh-huh. . .There you go,” she said, winking as I slid my arms into it. “Now let’s get these strings tied.”
The nurse stepped around to face my back and her warm soft hand brushed mine. My cock was now fully erect, its sensitive head brushing against the front of the gown. I bent over a little so it wouldn’t show as much, but this caused the back to open up. She was now presented with a clear view of my ass, which she managed to preserve by putting her fingers between the gown’s edges, ostensibly to work on the closure strings.
“These are a little difficult aren’t they?” she said casually, tying the string at the top then moving down to tie the next one. Her fingernails were scraping my back ever so lightly, sending shivers up and down my spine that I was sure she noticed.
“Th-thanks,” I mumbled, trying to keep my back toward her to hid my huge erection.
Even as she tied the top, her leg was close enough to keep the gown hanging open at the bottom. I felt the starched cloth of her uniform rub against my buttocks and tried to think of something else. Finishing, she quickly sidestepped around to face me from the front again. I tried to hide the “tentpole” in front of my gown by bending over again, but she put a firm hand on my shoulder and stopped me. Her gaze fell downward to take in the gown’s bulge, where my erection poked stiffly outward. My cock twitched involuntarily beneath the thin cotton material. There was a small wet spot where my pre-come had soaked through. She smiled ever so slightly, and picked up a clipboard from where she had laid it on the counter.
“Please, sit down,” she said, “Let’s start by going over your medical history.”
I sat in the chair where she indicated, its cold vinyl sneaking through the open crack in the gown and sending another shiver up my spine. I folded my hands and used them to cover my lap. She noticed this and reached out to grasp my knee as she sat down on a stool across from me.
“Relax honey,” she said, her green eyes mocking me, “I’ve seen it anyway, and in your case there isn’t much to hide.” I flushed red as she added, “I can see why you might want to dress like a girl.”
I answered all of the medical history questions as best I could. My erection subsided a little but I kept my hands where they were. By the time the nurse finished and put the clipboard aside my erection had shrunk to a manageable size.
“Now what brings you in here today, missy?” she asked.
“Well, I’ve been having back and leg pains,” I replied, trying to ignore the insult. “Also some abdominal cramping.”
She had me stand up and began poking and prodding my stomach and kidneys. As her fingers reached the top of my groin area I felt the surge of another erection coming on. She pretended to ignore the movement of the gown and continued prodding me. Finally she told me to sit on the end of the exam table.
“I need to take your temperature,” she said, reaching into a drawer, “and for you I think we’ll do it rectally. Lay back, pull your knees up to your chest and hold them.”
I did as she instructed, which presented my asshole to her in all its wide-open splendor. She greased the end of the thermometer and swirled it around the opening for a moment. Then she plunged it into me and held it, her fingers resting lightly against my sphincter. Her other hand lay lightly on my ass cheek. I was now as hard as a rock and ready to explode.
“Have you had normal bowel movements recently?”
“Not really,” I replied, trying to be calm. Then I instantly regretted what I had said, as it dawned on me what the next ritual might be.
“Hmmm. . .” She had me describe this more in great detail. Finally she pulled the thermometer out and made a notation on her clipboard.
“Why don’t we give you an enema before we let a doctor see you.” She didn’t phrase it like a question so I knew she was not waiting for my opinion on the matter.
“Scoot up here and lie on your side, girlie”, she said grasping my arm with one hand and leg with the other. “Lift this knee up. . .that’s it.” Her manner had suddenly become more dominating. She got out a pair of rubber gloves and put them on with an authoritative snap.
I lay there facing the wall while she pulled my gown completely open in back. A minute later I felt her rub something greasy against my sphincter. Her finger darted inside me for a brief moment and I gasped. I had another raging hard-on at this point—fortunately hidden by the gown over my front. I heard water in the sink run and cupboard doors opening, then her hand was on my buttock again.
“Just relax now,” she said, her fingers spreading my buttocks apart. She pressed the cool nozzle against my exposed hole, paused to be sure it was centered, then shoved it briskly inward. The nozzle’s end was rather large and I winced in pain at the sudden intrusion. Once again she casually laid a smooth hand on my exposed ass-cheek. A moment later the warm liquid began to flood my bowels. After a minute I felt a firm pat on my rear.
“Now you stay still, honey. I’m going to step out for minute.”
The door opened and closed leaving me alone with a bag, a hose, and a raging hard-on. The strain was too much. I moved my hand around front, hiked the gown up, and started slowly jerking off. I was just about ready to climax when I heard the door whoosh open again. I froze in mid-stroke, and reached to cover myself, knowing it was too late.
“Oh!” A female voice I didn’t recognize exclaimed, “What are you doing? Nurse!”
Still facing the wall, I heard footsteps approach the exam table. My gown was briskly pulled aside to reveal my throbbing cock, pulsing bright red, pre-come glistening on its head. I craned my head around to find the nurse and her young assistant hovering over me, both of their faces flushed with anger.
More nurses and female assistants entered the room, watching me trying to cover up. One of them pointed and they all turned to see my blue panties hanging on the wall hook. There was some giggling and whispering as the assistant explained my “crime.”
“Well, sissy,” the nurse’s voice boomed mockingly, “Having a little fun are we?”
The door remained open and I could hear more women whispering, this time from the hallway. I felt a tug on the hose as someone checked the contents of the enema bag, now nearly empty.
“Okay, everyone out!” It was the nurse’s voice, angry now.
As soon as the door was shut she turned to me and ran the nozzle a little farther up my ass, getting my full attention. Not a word was said until she was sure the entire contents of the bag had been emptied into me. She kept moving the nozzle around to emphasize how upset she was.
“This is a CLINIC, in case you hadn’t noticed. Your disgusting conduct is an insult to my staff.”
“I’m s-sorry,” I managed to stammer.
She still had hold of the nozzle in one hand, while her other hand gripped my arm. She twisted the nozzle around inside of me as she watched me wince in pain.
“Now you probably feel like you have to empty this out, don’t you?” Her voice was low and menacing. My reply was cut off by a grunt of pain as she shoved the nozzle in deeper.
“Well you can just keep your butt cheeks clamped together for a moment while we talk.” She slapped her hand across my ass for emphasis. “You don’t seem to have much respect for me or the other people who work here do you?”
I started to answer but she cut me off with a glare and a sharp twist of the nozzle. I remained quiet and concentrated on keeping my buttocks pressed together. The liquid was sloshing around in me, urging for release. The n
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