As she went to answer the door little did Susan know her life was about to take a stimulating and satisfying turn.

The life changing event she was about to experience was conceived a few days earlier when she was with a client for which she was doing consultant work. The client overheard Susan’s end of a cell phone conversation where she was expressing frustration with the individual on the other end at not being able to get a timely medical appointment.

When she finished the call, the client, Ms. Margaret Reese (well known to the readers here) asked, “Problem?”

Susan, somewhat flustered and embarrassed for conducting personal business while with her client, responded, “I apologize for that. Not really, well yes. You see my stepson needs a physical to travel with his father overseas and the combination of him not wanting to go to the doctor and being difficult about it and me not being more forceful with him it is now getting down to crunch time to get it done and I’m having trouble getting him a timely appointment.”

Ms. Reese, in an inquisitive tone, exclaimed, “How old is your stepson?”

Smiling shyly, Susan explained, “He’s twenty, and yes, I know, it is surprising for I’m only twenty-nine. Last year I married his father who is a number of years older than me. He travels almost constantly so taking care of his son falls on me. My husband encourages me to be the authoritarian and disciplinarian figure his son needs and to not tolerate any recalcitrance on his part. I’m learning, but it takes some getting used to. And to make matters worse, Bobby, my stepson, is always testing the limits to see how far he can go with me. Sometimes it is so infuriating.” I’ve come to learn that when it comes to domestic situations, I have to be the strong one. My husband does not like confrontation and is a little meek in that regard.

After an awkward silence Susan spoke again, “Ms. Reese, can I tell you something in confidence? I kind of find the circumstances of me being in control of and ordering around my stepson rather satisfying and a little bit of a turn on. It is almost like a, a, oh, I don’t know, a superiority or a domination thing.”

That was all Ms. Reese needed to hear. She immediately saw the potential of this young woman as an addition to her ever-growing circle of like-minded women who were leading femdom lifestyles. And what a perfect situation for who better to indoctrinate the young woman than her very own mentor, Dr. Elizabeth Bolton.

Ms. Reese immediately seized on the opportunity, “Well Susan I have good news for you. One of the individuals who has been a centerpiece in the formation and growth of my business is a woman doctor. I will call her and see if she will make time to give your stepson the physical he needs.”

Susan exclaimed, “Oh Ms. Reese that would be awesome. Thank you so much.”

With that little exchange the stage was set.

That evening when she informed her stepson of the arrangements- that a doctor friend of her client agreed to come to the house to give him his physical, he did his typical complaining and being difficult. Susan made it known in no uncertain terms this was the way it was going to be or he was not going on the trip. With that he turned and headed for his room satisfied he put his stepmom through hell and for all intents and purposes got his way- the doctor was coming to him.

Susan’s stepson Bobby had some deep secrets of his own. First and foremost, he found his new stepmother extremely attractive. Being a fan of old tv shows, she reminded him of Diana Rigg of the Avengers.

Ever since his father married her and she became his stepmother he found it oddly stimulating given their closeness in age and roles in the household to have to take orders from and obey her. He found himself sometimes deliberately disobeying her just as a tease or to enjoy her getting agitated. And then there was that one time she got so pissed off at him she threatened to take him over her knee and give him a good spanking on the bare bottom. This so turned him on that when she was through verbally scolding him he retreated to his room and jerked off imagining her administering such a punishment.

Susan was certainly an attractive and successful young woman. This often gave Bobby an inferiority complex and a lack of self-worth. He would say to himself, “How did she accomplish so much at such a young age?”

As Dr. Bolton followed Susan through the entryway and into the front room Susan could not stop thanking her enough for solving her problem. She explained she was at the end of her rope trying to get the physical scheduled. Dr. Bolton indicated that Ms. Reese explained the details of the situation.

When they got to the living room Susan yelled out, “Bobby, come in here!” After a minute or two Bobby appeared. Susan made introductions, “Bobby, this is Dr. Bolton that I told you about.” Having said that Susan went to the end table, picked up a piece of paper and handed it to the doctor. “Here is the medical form that needs to be completed,” Susan offered.

To say Bobby was shocked when he set eyes on Dr. Bolton would be an understatement. Not only was she a she- he expected some old, cranky male doctor like the one he had where he and his father previously lived, she was relatively young, extremely attractive and incredibly fit looking. And she wasn’t dressed anything like any doctor he had seen. She wore a business suit that accented her well-proportioned frame and was short enough to show a lot of her shapely legs. Her shoes had a surprising high heel.

As he gazed at her strange and conflicting feelings came over him. He experienced a strong sense of trepidation knowing this attractive woman was there to give him a physical. At the same time he found her sexy, and a weird kind of excitement came over him at the prospect of being examined by her.

Dr. Bolton was surprised at Bobby’s size. He was certainly big boned. She knew that Susan wasn’t his natural mother but all she could think of was this large, young man being ordered around by such a petite woman. She smiled to herself. She was going to enjoy this.

After some additional small talk Dr. Bolton asked, “Where can I conduct his physical?”

Susan quickly replied by escorting the doctor toward the adjourning study and saying, “How about in here?”

Dr. Bolton looked around the room and responded, “This will do fine.”

Susan stated, “Great, I’ll let you take care of business. I have some calls to make.” And with that she exited and headed toward the kitchen.

Dr. Bolton put down her medical bag on a short end table. As she began to take things out of the bag she turned to Bobby and in a confident and direct voice announced, “What I need you to do is take off all your clothes except for your underpants. When you’re undressed sit on the chair over there.”

Bobby stood as if paralyzed. His face turned a deep crimson. When he recovered from the shock of what she said he shot back, “Why do I have to take my clothes off? This is just a physical so I can travel overseas.

Dr. Bolton was quite used to male patients becoming recalcitrant when she told them to take their clothes off for her and she certainly knew how to deal with it.

Waving the medical form in front of him she retorted, “Listen, I need to fill out this form and to do that I need to examine you. To examine you I need you to take off your clothes. You either do what I tell you to do or this form doesn't get signed and you don’t get to travel.”

Looking completely dejected he sheepishly tried one last appeal, “Can’t I keep my pants on?”

Turning to look at him she responded in an increasingly frustrated tone, “No, I told you I want you seated in that chair in your underpants!”

Definitely cornered, Bobby searched for something to say to rebut the doctor’s command. He became frustrated when he couldn’t come up with an appropriate response. Looking visibly panicked he fidgeted around not knowing what to do or say. He was snapped out of his stupor when Dr. Bolton in a cutting voice shot back, “WELL!”

Bobby realized there was no way out of this ordeal. He certainly met his match. Defeated and muttering under his breath with a look of disdain written all over his face he slowly and clumsily shed his clothes as directed by his attractive female tormentor. When he finished undressing, he quickly sat in the chair placing a hand over the crotch of his underpants.

Oh how Dr. Bolton so enjoyed this aspect of her encounters with male patients. She was in complete control. She was the boss. She told them what she wanted them to do and they had little choice but to follow her directions to the letter regardless of how embarrassing or even degrading these actions were. She got a particular delight in indoctrinating young male patients like Bobby to be obedient and submissive to her. It was a good life lesson for them that females could be the assertive, in control individual in the encounter.

She generally preferred to have her male patients put on the useless and laughable t-shirt type of gown that left the patient exposed from the waist down (described in numerous other stories). Dr. Bolton did this both to magnify her power over them and to humble and take aim at their manliness and dignity, Having the patient, like Bobby today, submit to her in only underpants achieved this goal as well. In either case, being on display in front of her and because of her makes male patients vulnerable and submissive.

At one point while Susan was on her cell phone just by chance she turned to face the living room that gave her a clear view into the study where the doctor was with Bobby. She was taken aback, but taken aback in a good way, in what she observed. There was her 20-year old stepson standing in his tighty whitey underpants in front of Dr. Bolton as she held a stethoscope to his back. Susan was mesmerized. She just stared at the scene before her. She often wondered when doing the laundry and coming across a pair of his underpants what he would look like in them. She then noticed a definite feeling of excitement between her legs.

She hastily completed the call thinking to herself I want to get a closer look at this. When she approached the study Bobby’s face became an even darker crimson when he turned slightly and saw his stepmother in the doorway eying him intently. Before she could think of anything to say Dr. Bolton spoke, “Great timing Susan, I was just about to call for you. Not having a nurse here I need you to serve as a chaperone for the rest of the exam.”

Susan, because she was so worked up at seeing her stepson in his underpants in front of the attractive female doctor, did not give a second thought to the request. She simply responded, “Sure, that’s the least I can do.” What she certainly didn’t know was her observing the more interesting aspects of Bobby’s exam was the intent of Dr. Bolton all along.

Susan sat in the armchair in the corner of the room and slowly the excitement cobwebs started to abate. But the sexual turn on she was experiencing would soon greatly intensify.

Doctor Bolton grabbed a low stool that was near the bookcase and placed it in the center of the room adjacent to where Bobby was standing. After sitting on it facing Bobby Dr. Bolton donned a set of surgical gloves. With that accomplished she looked up at her patient and in a direct and confident manner said, “Rem0ve your underpants I’m going to give you a genital exam.”

He cried out, “What, you’re kidding. I’m not going to do that. And not in front of her, as he pointed to his stepmother.”

Dr. Bolton didn’t miss a beat lecturing him, “If you would have been more cooperative with your stepmother when she attempted to schedule an appointment for you to get the physical you wouldn’t be in this situation. But you didn’t! Now take off your underpants before I do it for you!

Susan was in awe of the way Dr. Bolton handled Bobby. Bobby stood as if paralyzed. Dr. Bolton waited a short time then expertly as if she had had much practice reached out to grab the waistband of his briefs and in one quick swoop parted the young man from his last vestige of dignity.

Susan’s eyes got big and wide and the tingling between her legs intensified. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

Bobby’s face contorted in anguish and utter shame. He let out a childish yelp. His hands quickly went to cover his genitals. There he stood nude in front of the two women. When his genitals had come into view Susan immediately noted the girth of his cock and the way his testicles hung extremely low. She unconsciously licked her lips. She was extremely turned on. Dr. Bolton, seeing the same thing, could not wait to get her hands around those plump testicles.

Bobby, as utterly humiliating the situation was, became even more apprehensive when he felt a definite stirring in his manhood. There was something exciting having both to submit so completely to this attractive woman and to stand naked in front of his stepmother.

Bobby didn’t have long to think about his situation, Dr. Bolton without hesitation reached out to pull his hands away from his genitals. She then examined him thoroughly down there. First, she made a visual examination. Next, she cupped one than the other testicle. Susan watched intently. It almost seemed as if the doctor was weighing each one. After what seemed like many minutes, the doctor gave Bobby the instruction, “Turn your head and cough.”

The cough he let out was rather feeble. When Dr. Bolton took hold of the other testicle she said, “Bobby this time give me a big boy cough!” Susan had to stifle a giggle. This time he nervously coughed very loudly. This elicited a teasing comment from the doctor that he did a very good job for her.

Susan then leaned forward in her chair as Dr. Bolton next took hold of his manhood and thoroughly examined it. She raised the shaft to look at its underneath. She adeptly moved it from side to side, and expertly inspected the full length of his manhood looking for abnormalities and abrasions. She spent a considerable amount of time examining the glans. Susan thought the head looked like a mushroom.

As with any of her male patients, Dr. Bolton was unapologetic while examining Bobby whether it concerned his exposure to her and in this case to another female or placing him in humiliating positions and situations.

Things went from bad to worse for Bobby. The doctor next pulled out the swivel desk chair and instructed her patient to mount it with his knees on the seat and his hands clasped on the back-basically placing him on the chair on all fours. Susan was astonished. Dr. Bolton must have taken all the fight out of him because without protest or hesitation he did as directed.

The two women had an unfettered view of his backhole and his testicles hanging way low between his legs. Susan almost couldn’t contain herself. She wanted to go to the bathroom and relieve the sexual tensions boiling inside her. It was beyond belief to her the way this woman was dominating her 20-year old stepson and she got to witness it all.

Dr. Bolton, never one to pass up an opportunity to have a little fun at her male patient’s expense, barked, “Spread your legs wider for me and you need to raise your bottom higher to give me better access to you back there.”

When he was in position he took a quick glance back over his shoulder only to be horrified that both women had a clear view of his naked behind. Shamefaced he turned back around and buried his head in the soft material of the seat back.

Dr. Bolton continued with her torment almost happily announcing, “First you’re going to feel me spread your asscheeks so I can visually inspect your sphincter. Susan watched in awe as her stepson’s backside was spread widely exposing his rear passage. Susan noted the pink coloring but more interesting the creases surrounding the opening. She was really enjoying this.

She next got to watch the determined female doctor insert her gloved and lubricated finger into his sphincter. When Dr. Bolton penetrated his backhole he let out a slight grunt. He felt pain momentarily until the doctor made contact with his prostate. She purposely lingered there and got the reaction she hoped for. His cock sprang to attention growing to its full size.

When the doctor extracted her finger, and he was permitted to dismount the chair, the doctor’s handy work came into full display. Susan at first just stared in disbelief. She then rose from her chair almost instinctively and yelled at her stepson, “How disgusting. I can’t believe you have a hardon.” Then she even surprised herself by reaching out and forcefully smacked his bare backside.

Bobby cried out in pain, “Hey, why did you do that, it hurts?” Susan shot back, "You should be ashamed of yourself. What is the matter with you?”

Bobby belatedly covered himself with his hands but the damage was done. Dr. Bolton had a sly smile on her face knowing her massaging his prostate was largely responsible for his embarrassing reaction. Her plan worked perfectly. He not only got the rise she wanted in him, she got the reaction from his stepmother she was hoping for.

Dr. Bolton had one more indignity for the poor young man to endure. And it was a hopper. She went to the table where she had placed her medical equipment and retrieved a thermometer. Susan wondered what the doctor was doing because the thermometer was old fashioned looking and not one of those new gadgets that were used today. When she dipped it in vaseline- more for effect because her patient’s rear hole was well lubricated from when he was penetrated by the doctor’s finger, Susan as well as Bobby knew what was coming.

As Dr. Bolton approached Bobby with the glass instrument his face, even after all he had been put through by the attractive woman doctor, had a look of anguish and sheer terror on it. Even before the doctor said anything he frantically declared, “What are you going to do with that? Why can’t you just use a thermometer that takes temperature by touching the forehead like everyone else does today.”

Dr. Bolton unfazed shot back, “I’m not going to do anything with it. Your stepmother is! This is the punishment you deserve for being so difficult to her. Now turn around and bend over the desk.

Shaking with fear and embarrassment Bobby retorted, “That’s crazy!” Susan became almost giddy trying desperately to hide her excitement.

Dr. Bolton, who was thoroughly enjoying seeing her young male patient in such a state, simply handed the greased thermometer to Susan and said, “The last thing that needs to be performed for the physical to be completed so I can sign the release form is to take the patient’s temperature. I take all my male patient’s temperatures in their bottoms. I think you deserve the privilege of performing this last task for all he’s put you through.

After some additional back and forth Bobby realized being combative was hopeless. Avoiding the eyes of the two women sulking he turned and stomped to the desk and bent over it like an obedient child.

Susan quickly went behind him and with no hesitation whatsoever spread his backside exposing his rear hole- that she took a long, long look at, before plunging the thermometer deep in his rectum. Bobby was so ashamed by what was taking place he put his head down almost on the desk.

Susan was on cloud nine and totally turned on looking at her stepson bent over the desk with the glass instrument protruding from his rear. She smiled at Dr. Bolton.

As totally and completely humiliated Bobby was given his situation as the procedure was taking place, he couldn’t shake the part of him that was experiencing soothing sensations. The thermometer deep inside of him gave him a sense of calm and he had to admit it felt good in there. He was lost in these contradictory feelings when Susan extracted the glass tube. This brought him back to the here and now and to the deep and overwhelming shame he felt and to the deflating of his self-esteem caused by these two women.

When Susan went to hand the thermometer back to Dr. Bolton the doctor with a twinkle in her eye responded, “Why don’t you keep it. You may find a good use for it.” Both women smiled broadly at each other.

As soon as Dr. Bolton announced the exam was over Bobby with little concern for modesty haphazardly and speedily gathered his clothes that were easily at hand and clutching them ran across the study and out into the hall toward his room. Both women watched as he did this thinking it was almost comical as Bobby’s engorged manhood swayed violently and slapped his thighs, and when he headed out of the study and made his way down the hall to his room his backside still glistening from his ordeal was in full view.

As Dr. Bolton gathered her medical items Susan called to Bobby to come back to the study. When he didn’t respond she went to his room and demanded he come back to the study. After threatening him the two of them went back to the study. When they arrived Susan insisted her stepson thank Dr. Bolton for taking the time to come to their house to perform his physical exam and apologize for his inappropriate behavior.

When he didn’t immediately speak Susan in a raised voice, yelled, “Do it now Bobby or else!” After additional delay Bobby meekly in a shaken voice said, “Thank you Dr. Bolton for giving me the physical and I’m sorry for what happened.” With that he ran back to his room not even waiting for her response.

As Susan walked Dr. Bolton to the door, she not only thanked her for coming to the house and went on to say she opened her eyes to a lot of things. The women looked at each other and smiled.

After the doctor left Susan went to Bobby’s room and gave him an earful about his behavior in front of the doctor. He was still shaken and exhausted from the traumatic ordeal he just experienced that he didn’t have much fight left in him. Bobby was most concerned to make sure his stepmother was not going to tell his father about what happened. Susan, seizing on the opportunity, told him, “That is entirely up to you young man! From now on I expect you to obey me and do exactly what I tell you to do with no backtalk or your father will hear everything!”

Bobby’s eyes and head looked down as he worried about what to expect from his stepmother’s ominous words.

Postscript

This experience turned out to be the dawn of Susan’s transformation into practicing and advocating for female domination lifestyles. First her stepson and eventually his father, her husband, would be introduced and become an intractable part of this lifestyle. Bobby as he once dreamed about began to receive corporal punishment from Susan in the form of bare bottom spankings. He became rather submissive and fearful of Susan over time. As for his father, Dr. Bolton was to become his primary care physician. Susan greatly enjoyed hearing about his appointments with the good doctor. They even played doctor from time to time- Susan was always the doctor! She tried to emulate his experiences in Dr. Bolton’s office as closely as possible including making him wear one of those ridiculous hospital gowns And Dr. Bolton was right, Susan made good use of the rectal thermometer. Susan’s exploits may be the topic of subsequent chapters.