The men shuffled slowly toward the doctor’s study. The women continued to ready things and take their places at the various stations.

The men were so utterly humiliated from what they had just heard that there was little talk once behind the safety of the closed door. It was almost as if they were strangers to each other. Very slowly they undressed as they were told to. As the first to undress donned the gown that was provided supposedly for their modesty sounds of distress could be heard. As others looked over to where the sounds were coming from a general angst came over the men. At best on the smaller men the flimsy article of clothing barely covered their lower torso. At worse, on the larger men, most of their backsides and the lower portion of their genitals were uncovered unless a deliberate effort was made to pull and hold the gown down.

After a few minutes of nervous chatter one of the men went to the door, poked his head out and called to the nearest person, who was Caroline. In almost a whisper he asked her to get Dr. Bolton. When the doctor arrived with Caroline in tow the man again in a low voice as if to ensure his words were not broadcast widely said the gowns were too short.

Dr. Bolton doing her best not to show amusement matter of factly retorted, “This is a doctor’s office. You’re not preparing to be in a parade. You’re here to be given a complete physical exam. This is not a time or place to be thinking about modesty. Would you tell the others it is taking a long time for them to get ready. We need to get started.”

The whole time the doctor was speaking Caroline strained to get a peek into where the men were getting ready. She was able to only see two of the men, who both had gowns on. Based on the quick glimpse she got, she was anxiously looking forward to when the men exited the room.

As the men sheepishly and shame-faced emerged one by one from the doctor’s office and made their way to where Caroline was standing in the waiting area, the women still in the area found it extremely difficult not to a giggle. They tried to maintain their professionalism but the sight of the men as they came into view was just too amusing. Ten men paraded before them with nothing on except for a skimpy tee-shirt like gown hands tightly clasped in front to hide their genitals leaving their white backsides visible to the staring eyes of the women. When there was a glimpse of the front the man’s cock created a funny looking tent in the lower portion of the gown.

Caroline was in her glory as the men gathered around her. As she handed each man his chart and assigned him a station or to wait in the waiting area she made little effort to conceal her looking at the men’s asses as they turned away and headed for the assigned station.

Ms. Reese was shocked, but shocked in a pleasant way, as she surveyed the situation. Even after excitedly listening to the claim representative’s report to her about the process during last year’s group physical event, she was not prepared for what she was witnessing. Her first thought was of how far women have come since the start of her career more than thirty years ago. As she scanned the scene before her, Ms. Reese thought about what women had to endure for years. Often they were nothing more than sex objects holding menial tasks in the corporate world. Look at this! The office was full of professional, assertive and confident women in command of ten hapless, male patients naked except for a silly looking gown that barely covered their personal areas. She was very eager to observe what was about to transpire!

Dr. Bolton and the CEO came over to her to provide her a more personalized introduction and explanation of the day’s process. They also made it a point to emphasize that they and the others were available to assist her in any way they could to help her understand what they were doing and why. Ms. Reese thanked them and said she appreciated their thoughtfulness and their continuing transparency. She said she would not hesitate to ask them and others questions she had. She thought she would walk around and to see things for herself. As Ms. Reese walked away the doctor and CEO just looked at each other and smiled.

As Ms. Reese was making her way toward the corridor where the exam rooms were located she caught a glimpse through the opening in the partition to the station staffed by Bethany Hopkins who was taking vitals and performing other preliminaries. She stopped to observe surprised at the maturity the young woman staffing the station possessed. She was very confident and in control. Ms. Reese inched closer to get a better view and to be able to hear.

Ms. Hopkins, Bethany, was a bubbly 22 year old. She worked at the office part-time while attending the local college. Dr. Bolton was so very high on this extremely bright young woman. She was not only smart, she was advanced way beyond her years and could be relied on to successfully accomplish whatever assignment she was given. And she had a quality the doctor really liked, she was one of the most self-confidence individuals she ever met. She very much reminded the doctor of herself at that age.

Bethany was driven and did not understand the word failure. An incident that happened many months ago is legend around the office and exemplifies this trait. A mother brought her twin boys to the office for their college physicals. They were so uncooperative that the nurse who was with them became totally exasperated. She finally stormed out of the exam room where she was trying to attend them and went and complained to Dr. Bolton. As Dr. Bolton was making her way to the exam room to take control of the situation she passed Bethany. The doctor stopped, thought a moment, then called to the young woman. The doctor explained the problem with the twins and asked Bethany if she would take a try with them. Bethany unhesitatingly agreed.

After a time Dr. Bolton wondered what was going on with the twins. She actually became a little concerned. With some haste in her step she made her way to the exam room and entered. She didn’t expect what she found. Both boys only a few years younger than Bethany were undressed down to their underpants. These were dangling around their ankles as they leaned over the exam table as Bethany was taking their temperatures in their bottoms. The doctor in a satisfied voice said, “I see you’re taking care of the preliminaries and have the boys ready for me.” Bethany turned to her- and both blushing boys turned their heads to see who entered the room, and responded confidently, “Everything is under control here doctor.”

Later, Doctor Bolton went to Bethany and asked her how she got the twins to cooperate. Bethany smiled, “Actually it was very easy. I told them very sternly that if they didn’t undress I would be forced to have their mother come in and do it!” Almost laughing she continued, “You never saw clothes come off so quickly. Before I knew it both were standing in front of me in their underpants with the reddest faces I’ve ever seen.” The doctor grinning broadly said to herself that’s my girl!

Just at the moment Ms. Reese got near Bethany could be heard to say, “Let’s get you up on the scale so I can register your weight and height. First face the wall.” Ms. Reese took the opportunity to look at the man’s backside as he mounted the scale. The lower portion of his rounded globes were clearly visible as he stood on the scale. Bethany continued, “Okay, let me see, there, very good. Now turn around and step back a bit so I can get your height.”

The man’s hands instinctively went to cover his genital area. Bethany, in a nonthreatening, casual tone stated, “Hands at your side please. Believe me, you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.”

He almost instantly complied as if he was caught with his hands in the cookie jar. His embarrassment heightened as he realized standing on the scale he was visible not only to Bethany but also to the inspecting eyes of the insurance executive. Staring, Ms. Reese fought back the urge to snicker both as his genital area previously tightly covered by his hands came into view and at Bethany’s polite chastisement.

Bethany registered the information and motioned him to step down and have a seat again. She continued taking his vitals, next was his blood pressure. Just as Ms. Reese was about to move on she heard Ms. Hopkins announce in an overly cheery voice, “Its temperature time!!! And we’re going to take it in your bottom. So if you would stand for me and turn around.”

Ms. Reese couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She thought to herself, in this day and age she was going to take his temperature rectally. Oh boy, this is priceless!!

“Why do you have to do it that way,” the startled man nervously responded.

Bethany in a direct but soothing manner shot back, “Well, the simple reason is it gives the most accurate reading, but don’t be alarmed, all of your fellow employees will have their temperatures taken this way today. So think of it as being part of the in-crowd. So up we go.”

The man very slowly and extremely sheepishly rose and faced Bethany. He also looked over toward Ms. Reese who was smiling but diverted his eyes when hers met his. Bethany continued, “Very good. Turn around please. Good, now bend forward, a little lower, that’s good.”

And after raising his gown fully exposing his backside, Bethany had one last indignity for the utterly humiliated fellow, “Now reach behind and spread those cheeks nice and wide for me so I can insert the thermometer.”

Ms. Reese just stood mesmerized by the scene. It was almost surreal. Him bent over with the glass instrument sticking out of his bottom, the much younger woman seated just a few feet from his backside holding the end of the thermometer in, and her witnessing the entire event.

After a while Bethany reached over and slipped the thermometer out of his back hole. He remained in position as Bethany read and register his temperature. Only then did she allow him to straighten up. As he did he quickly covered himself and planted his hands in front of his crotch. He could hardly look at Bethany or Ms. Reese. When Bethany handed him his medical chart and said, “We’re done, see Caroline to find out where you go next,” he nearly ran out of the makeshift room doing his best to hide himself as he fled.

Ms. Reese found the scene rather titillating and wanted to see more. She headed into the corridor. As she came to the exam rooms where the main part of the physicals were being conducted she was happy to see both doors were slightly ajar. Peering inside the first exam she called out to Dr. Clifton, “Do you mind if I visit with you for a moment.”

“Please do,” Dr. Clifton cheerfully responded. The doctor directing her next comment to the man standing before her said more as a statement then a question, “You don’t mind.” The man, who was embarrassed already and became visibly anxious with the entry of Ms. Reese, barely was able to verbalize, “W-w-would it matter.” The young female doctor looked up at him and said curtly, “I guess not.”

The scene Ms. Reese walked in on was humorous to say the least. When she first entered the man was standing before the doctor holding his gown up exposing his genitals. Dr. Clifton seated on a rolling stool had a hold of his cock and the two were in some form of dialogue that he appeared to be very sheepish about. When the doctor turned her attention to Ms. Reese he immediately let go of the gown and clasped his hands to cover himself. After the brief exchange with the insurance executive the doctor turned back to the mortified man.

Not missing a beat, the attractive doctor condescendingly remarked when seeing her patient covered up, “Now, now what is this. We wouldn’t want your insurance provider to think you have something to hide would we!” Both women could not help laughing out loud at the comment. The poor, pitiful man with his manliness deflated could do nothing but absorb the abuse these women dished out. He grudgingly took hold of the gown, raised it exposing himself again to the two sets of female eyes and turned his head away from both women.

As the doctor got back to business Ms. Reese marveled at how deftly she manipulated his uncircumcised penis. She was intrigued when the doctor retracted his foreskin exposing the glans. Ms. Reese almost unconsciously blurted out, “Why are you doing that?” The doctor confidently explained she was checking the urethra opening and ensuring the head is clean. The later is a very important for men who are uncircumcised. After a thorough examination the doctor pulled the skin back in place.

Ms. Reese had seen quite a lot and was anxious to see what else awaited her. She thanked the doctor for her time and the valuable information she provided, and as she headed for the door dispensed one last humiliation on the devastated man when she breezily said, “Maybe I’ll see you at one of the other stations.” Whether it was his imagination or just fear he thought she emphasized the words “see you”.

Ms. Reese eager with anticipation made her way to the next exam room. She knocked and asked if it was okay to enter. Ms. Reese was delighted when almost instantly the female voice inside exclaimed, “Yes, yes, by all means come in.” Dr. Caro was seated on a stool and the patient who looked like a deer in headlights while he watched Ms. Reese enter was standing before her. As Ms. Reese neared she saw that the attractive doctor’s fingers of one hand were pushing on his scrotum and he was told to cough which he did very weakly. The doctor continued, “Again, this time give me a big cough.”

After complying with the doctor’s command to cough again she told to turn around to face away from her. The doctor then asked him to raise and hold his gown to just underneath the shoulders. This left his entire torso exposed to the two women. The doctor turned to Ms. Reese and explained she was about to check his skeletal structure.

Ms. Reese took this opportunity to question the young doctor about the merits of the healthcare plan Dr. Bolton had put in place for this firm. The red faced man was made to stand there his entire back half visible to the doctor as well as Ms. Reese as the two women continued their conversation.

The doctor finally directed her attention back to the patient and the exam having him twist this way and that and bend forward and backward as she ran her hands down his spine, pressed here and there, and eventually made her way to the arch between his back and backside. At this point she tapped him lightly on the right buttock and directed him to bend forward, put his elbows on the exam table, and spread his legs. She announced more for the benefit of Ms. Reese than to inform him that she was next going to give him a brief rectal exam.

The man with a look of utter exasperation on his face twisted his head back instantly toward Dr. Caro and in an almost pleading voice to get her not to do it informed her what she already was well aware of- that he had had that exam already at another station. The doctor used the opening his comment provided to belabor his torment when she turned to the Ms. Reese and mentioned, If you weren’t aware Dr. Peyton was performing a thorough rectal exam on each patient, and that her contributions would be an important component of the overall wellness plan for the firm’s male employees.”

Then turning her attention back to her shamefaced patient announced that even though he had had a rectal exam she as the doctor responsible for the core of his physical would perform a brief one too. The beaten man muttering something like I can’t believe this is happening it is so demeaning reluctantly bent back down burying his head in the exam table resigned to the fact another female doctor was going to be sticking her gloved finger up his back hole and there was nothing he could do about it.

The first thing Ms. Reese noticed when the man assumed the position and his sphincter came fully in to view was the glistening around the opening. The doctor noticed too commenting in an almost snide manner, “I see I won’t need much lubricant you are still way greased from Dr. Peyton’s exam.”

To add insult to injury for the humiliated patient, the doctor, in excruciating detail, verbalized step by step what she was doing for the benefit of Ms. Reese. In a clinical manner she went on, “First I’m going to make a visual check of the sphincter. With that she spread the man’s ass cheeks extremely wide. When he flinched it drew an admonishment from the attractive doctor to remain still,. Dr. Caro went on, “If you get closer and look you will see it is a nice pink color. That is the way it is suppose to look. I also don’t see any abnormalities or lesions.”

As the doctor squirted a small amount of lubricant on her gloved finger she continued, “Next I’m going to penetrate the sphincter to do an internal digital exam. This exam is to check the pelvis, lower rectum and lower belly for cancer and other health problems ,and in men very importantly we check for prostate cancer.” With that explanation the doctor told the man she was going to enter him so bear down. Ms. Reese was surprised how deep the doctor’s finger went in.

From where Ms. Reese stood she also had a good view of his manhood. She noticed with some amusement that it sprang to life as the doctor’s finger lingered deep inside him. At this moment Caroline barged in not even bothering to knock or shut the door to ask Dr. Caro how much longer she would be with this patient. Ms. Reese noticed the smile that came to her face as her eyes focused on what was taking place. When the doctor replied she only had a couple of more things to do once she finished giving him his rectal exam she estimated another 5 minutes. As Caroline turned to leave the exam room she first made her way to a small trash receptacle and appeared to deposit an item in it. From that vantage point she got a better and closer view of the patient’s partially engorged manhood. She paused momentarily to admire the view, then departed leaving the doctor open.

If his predicament wasn’t bad enough bent over the exam table with the young female doctor’s finger up his butt and the insurance executive observing the whole ordeal, voices could be heard outside the open door of the exam room. When the humiliated patient turned his head in the direction of the door much to his trepidation he saw his female boss and Dr. Bolton both looking in his direction as they spoke with a third woman who was not visible. His boss had a broad smile on her face. When his eyes made contact with hers he simply buried his face in the exam table once again.

Ms. Reese used the presence of the two women outside the door to make her exit from the exam room. She thanked the doctor and headed out the door. She had a short conversation with Dr. Bolton and the CEO. What she really was focused on was heading to where Dr. Peyton was conducting her exams. She was thoroughly enjoying the experience and excited to see more. She also had to admit to herself she was getting quite turned on by what see was observing. Seeing multiple women dominating these male employees allowing them little modesty and destroying their dignity was stirring her feminist instincts and she was happy with those feelings.

With all she had witnessed so far, Ms. Reese was not prepared for what she was about to observe in the makeshift exam room. As she entered the large room it was basically partitioned in half. One side was much larger than the other. The smaller portion was close to where the bathrooms were located. As she neared this partition a blushing man exiting and rather hastily made his way toward her almost bumping her. This caused him to drop his medical file and when he bent down to pick it up gave her an up close view of his backside that Ms. Reese noticed was very wet. He picked up the file and after placing it on a table outside the bathroom hurried inside.

As she turned back toward the partitioned area Rachel, the firm’s CFO, appeared at the entry rubbing her hands together apparently cleaning them and announced, “Next.” Almost instantaneously a man came up behind Ms. Reese and after taking in the scene in an overly excited voice said, “Rachel what are you doing here?”

Rachel, putting on the most smug face she could retorted, “Well, well, look who it is. My spendthrift employee. What I’m here to do is give you a cleansing enema before you see Dr. Peyton.” In sheer terror he responded, “You’re here to do what!”

Ms. Reese was incredulous as she thought to herself. This is way over the top. The youthful CFO was administering enemas to each of her male co-workers. All she could think was Wow!

Rachel, enjoying her authority repeated herself and then added, “You didn’t know I was a nurse for a couple of years before going back to business school. Now, enough small talk, hand me your file and hop on the exam table and position yourself on all fours for me.”

“You got to be kidding,’ he rebelled. I’m not doing that. Getting testy the young CFO snapped, “No I’ m completely serious. Do I need to go get the boss like I have to in the office when you’re being difficult.” The man seemed taken aback by her comment and muttering more to himself, “This isn’t happening. I can’t believe it.”

The man was completely out maneuvered by the feisty CFO and looked utterly deflated. There was no escape, His fate was sealed. Very, very hesitantly head down he approached where the CFO was standing, handed his file to the smiling woman and blushing profusely mounted the exam table. The CFO as well as Ms. Reese both seemed to take pleasure in his discomfort and certainly savored the sight of him up on the table in a most humiliating and exposed position. Because he was positioned facing away from both women with legs spread wide his back passage was clearly visible. And as an added thrill much to the delight of Ms. Reese his testicles and penis protruded below. It was quite the picture. Ms. Reese concluded that he wasn’t aware she was still standing outside the partitioned area observing.

The CFO was relentless in her torment adding, “Raise your butt, higher, and spread your legs wider.” She next went over to the table situated along the curtained partition and retrieved a clear plastic bag with a hose attached. In Ms. Reese’s mind the woman then deliberately set up the enema apparatus at the front of the exam table where his head was so he would see what she was doing. After hanging the bag filled with some liquid solution she took hold of the hose and lubricated the end doing it close to his down turned head and smiling at him the entire time. He just hung his head.

Ms Reese watched with extreme interest. The woman then pulled the assembly to the side of the exam table then made her way to the back of the exam table and after lubricating a gloved finger thrust it abruptly with no warning into his waiting rear hole. He grunted loudly as she viciously penetrated the most personal part of his anatomy. Her smile grew wider as she did it. The CFO was certainly enjoying herself. After withdrawing her finger she grabbed the hose end, quickly slid it into his puckered sphincter, and turned the flow of liquid on. As the bag drained the man became visibly more uncomfortable.

Rachel took her time when the bag was empty prolonging the man’s discomfort. Finally she withdrew the hose and while he was still in the embarrassing position on the table she filled out his medical file, put it on the exam table and instructed him to go to Dr. Peyton’s station for his rectal exam when he was done in the bathroom. And just to be cruel she added while chuckling, “You’re going to have a lot of fun in there with her.”

Ms. Reese felt her phone vibrate and hurried into the corridor to answer it. When she was finished with the call she made her way to the other part of the partitioned area where Dr. Peyton was conducting her consultations. She remained just outside. The man who she watched get an enema from his young female co-worker was finished in the bathroom and standing hands clasped in front of his crotch between two women. One was probably in her late forties early fifties. She was a little nerdy looking but well proportioned. She was listening to the other woman. Ms. Reese assumed this woman was Dr. Peyton.

It was the other woman who Ms. Reese surmised was from the company that designed the modifications the doctor was evaluating that really caught her attention. She thought she remembered her name being Ms. Rogers. She was short and very fit looking. Her hair was cropped and streaked in red and blue colors. She wore a bandanna, beads on her wrists and had a number of visible tattoos. She looked like a throwback to the 60s. She wore glasses that Ms. Reese thought accentuated her cute, smallish face. Ms. Reese estimated she was in her thirties. The woman was very animated and loud when she spoke.

Ms. Reese could not hear what they were saying and for some reason she wasn’t sure she should enter the partitioned area. Luckily for her Dr. Bolton and the CEO walked up to her saying they were taking a short break from conducting the post exam consultations to look in on Dr. Peyton and see how she was doing and how the evaluation was going. Dr. Bolton encouraged Ms. Reese to join them because this aspect of the screening was very important input to the employees’ wellness plans. When Dr. Peyton saw Dr. Bolton she livened up and excitedly waved her in. As the three women entered the man stood paralyzed clothed only in the skimpy gown that left little to the imagination as he became surrounded by the five professional women. The women went through introductions where needed and other pleasantries. Dr. Peyton took control, “I’m glad you were able to stop by. We were just beginning the last exam. I think it would be instructive for Ms. Rogers to demonstrate the modification she and her firm has designed. I believe the modified table has promise. Ms. Rogers would you please proceed.”

Ms. Rogers who had a surprisingly deep and confident voice for such a short person thanked Dr. Peyton and offered a special thank you to the young CEO for providing this ideal forum to evaluate her innovations. She explained in the interest of time she would demonstrate the range of positioning the modified exam table provides.

Dr. Bolton responded, “That would be great, please proceed. ”With that Ms. Rogers turned to the red-faced patient and like a drill sergeant commanded him to mount the exam table and lie on his stomach.”

The man stared at her in disbelief. He attempted a rebuttal, “You’re not serious. In front of all these people. This is turning in to a public spectacle. Its just not right. I’m...” His boss interrupted, “We are serious. This is not a game. We, I’m doing all that can be done to minimize healthcare costs. This is the thanks we get for all our hard and trendsetting work. And, come on. I’ve seen what today’s process has entailed, what’s with this new found modesty! Now do as you’re told."

Ms. Reese had never seen an individual more dejected. His face was hot with embarrassment. He was momentarily motionless as if thinking what his next action should be. He finally let out a deep sigh as if to acknowledge defeat and resignation of his fate. Evading the eyes of the women he hopped up on the exam table and laid flat on his stomach doing his best to pull the gown down to cover his rear end. That ill fated attempt at some sense of modesty didn’t last long.

The first thing Ms. Rogers did when he was in place as she began the demonstration was place his legs in slots on the sides of the table and yank his gown up completely uncovering his behind. He just hid his face in the exam table. She next took a remote control and engaged the mechanism. The table tilted upward raising his hind quarters at the same time the slots moved forward bringing his legs toward his body and outward. As the mechanism extended Ms. Rogers noted almost as if speaking about the parts of a machine, “Look at how accessible the rectal area is becoming. This completely opens up that portion of the anatomy to make it easier for the doctor to perform a rectal exam on her patient. The mechanism can be extended more or less depending on the preference of the doctor and the physical characteristics of the patient.”

Ms. Reese and the CEO were transfixed by the scene in front of them. The man’s backside was high in the air and his back hole was spread wide and every wrinkle and crease around the opening was clearly visible. To both it didn’t seem clinical. They found it erotic. They also could not get over the humiliation the man was being put through by the women. The situation was a strong turn on.

Dr. Bolton interrupted Ms. Rogers, “Dr. Peyton what are your thoughts?” Ms. Peyton was very deliberate in responding, “Well, I agree it makes access much easier. I generally conduct rectal exams on male patients with them up on my exam table on all fours. We compared the two positioning approaches during some of the exams today and that was our conclusion. It also made penetration with the proctoscope smoother. Finally, during the digital exam I believe it was somewhat easier to contact and assess the prostate.”

“Very interesting,” Dr. Bolton volunteered.

“But we’re not done yet,” the young engineer anxiously added.

“There’s more,” Dr. Bolton asked.

“Yes, yes,” Ms. Rogers responded.

As they were speaking she was bringing the table back to its flat position. When this was done she spoke to the man telling him to roll over on his back. He was so beaten he seemed to have no fight left in him. Like an obedient child he rolled over making no attempt to hide his crotch from the eyes of the women. He allowed his legs to again be placed in the slots at the side of the table. Ms. Rogers final command to him was to scoot down slightly. When he was in place Ms. Rogers engaged the mechanism once again. This time his legs were being raised and again being moved back toward his body and outward. The lower half of his body became suspended above the exam table. At this point the lower portion of the exam table reclined leaving his genital area and backside hanging off the edge of the table. When the engineer had raised the slots to their full extent it was quite a sight. His legs were high above his body at almost a 90 degree angle and his knees were almost back as far as his head. His lower legs were bent parallel to the floor. His penis and testicles were about as exposed as they possibly could be.

Not waiting for the engineer to speak about the benefits of this positioning, Dr. Bolton spoke up, “I really like the positioning of the patient in this manner when a more thorough genital exam is needed. What do you think Dr. Peyton?”

Doctor Peyton closely scrutinizing the positioning of the man responded, “We did not test this aspect of the modification but I do like the way the testicles are readily accessible and quite visible for a visual assessment. What intrigues me though is because of how accessible and opened up the rectum is to the doctor I could see the patient being put in this position when she is performing a routine physical completing both the genital and rectal exams without having to reposition the patient as is typical.”

While the conversation was taking place Ms. Reese could not help thinking about how totally helpless and humiliated the man must feel. His private parts were on full display to the women and they were talking about them in acute detail with little or no regard for him. And as the ultimate insult three of the women present weren’t doctors.

The engineer chuckling said both doctors had taken the words she was going to say in explanation right out of her mouth. That brought a round of laughter from the assembled women. As the women were laughing Caroline showed up with a legitimate reason to tell Dr. Bolton there were now three men waiting for their post exam consultations . Her eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of their sockets when she caught sight of the man still in the incredibly vulnerable position. She simply stared. Ms. Reese thought she noticed the young girl licking her lips.

As Ms. Rogers engaged the mechanism to return the table to a flat position Dr. Bolton chimed in, “Well, this has been a wonderful demonstration. Thank you Ms. Rogers. I would truly like to stay to watch and conduct part of the exam but duty calls. Dr. Peyton you and I can do a debrief another time then provide an evaluation to the company. sing the table but that will have to wait.

As Dr. Bolton and the CEO turned to leave Ms. Reese said she would join them for the post exam consultations but she first needed to use the restroom. After using the restroom Ms. Reese headed into the hallway for Dr. Bolton’s office noticing Caroline outside the half open door of Exam Room 1 staring with her hand over her mouth. Not trying to look too obvious Ms. Reese went over to her under the pretense to see if she was alright. With her free hand Caroline pointed in to the exam room.

Ms. Reese got to a position where she had an angle to see inside. After taking in the scene for a few seconds Ms. Reese could not contain herself and had to cover her mouth to stifle her laugh. The patient oblivious to the fact the two women outside the door had an unfettered view of him was running in place. And because his gown had ridden up, his cock was fully exposed gyrating wildly and slapping his thighs. What was more satisfying for Ms. Reese, Dr. Clifton with a look that can only be described as smug satisfaction was standing, leaning against the exam table legs crossed with stethoscope around her neck watching the poor fellow"s manhood. Ms. Reese wanted to stay to see what ensued but knew she needed to get to the doctor’s office.

For Caroline Levy the day’s experience was like a dream come true. Her assignment managing the flow of patients among the stations allowed her unbound access to all that was taking place in the office. And boy did she capitalize on the opportunity. At one point when one of the employees came to her for assignment to the next station she was feeling particularly bold or maybe a wee bit naughty. Although she knew she shouldn’t she just couldn’t help herself when he turned away she reached down raised the back of his gown exposing his entire rear and lighted swatted an ass cheek telling him he was almost finished. He abruptly turned around and made a face of disbelief and thought about saying something to her about what she did. He must have recognized the futility of such protest and just considered it another insult in a morning of insults and indignities and slinked away.

As Ms. Reese made her way to Dr. Bolton’s office she was somewhat disappointed the fun was over. She found the events of the day almost erotic. The complete domination the women had over the men brought a feeling of overwhelming delight and superiority. As she neared the doctor’s office two men were waiting outside medical records in hand. She thought to herself they looked like they were waiting outside the principal’s office. Given what she had witnessed during the day it was not too much of a stretch as she imagined when they got inside the doctor and their boss would take them over their knees for a good spanking because they were overweight or didn’t follow their wellness plan. Ms. Reese just smiled at the men as she went inside.

An interesting corollary to this story. Over the next several days as Ms. Reese reflected on the experience her femdom instincts intensified. She wanted to do something, she wasn’t sure what. She found herself at the drugstore one day and saw a display of modern thermometers. That gave her an idea. She purchased a rectal thermometer telling the clerk it was for a grand kid. That evening when her partner came home he was introduced to Ms. Reese the insurance executive’s femdom side. The man who found his protests futile had his temperature taken no less than 10 times in the span of the evening and the next morning. It was done in every room of the house, outside, in the car and in every conceivable position. This may be the subject of a future story.