The doctor steps between my open legs and pushes my thighs even further apart than they already were. I didn't think I could spread them any wider if I tried, but this guy has just done it. A loud click and a reflexive flinch from me has me realizing I'm locked into place like this. I can't move my legs even if I want. I think I'll legitimately hurt myself if I try. I gasp as I feel the doctor's fingers touch at and part my swollen labia and then my breath freezes in my throat as I feel the press of freezing cold metal against my hot skin.

My fingers curl and fist in my hands - I literally have nothing to grab onto, I'm completely naked and I suddenly realize I'm not laying down on top of any sanitary covering either. Wait, what?!

“Some pressure here Hannah as I insert the speculum…” my entire vaginal canal feels like it's trying to expel an icicle and I'm ready to leap backwards from the new intrusion.

“Pressure…pressure… good,” he practically coos as he unceremoniously inserts the metal device fully inside of me. “Deep breaths, Hannah, might feel a little pinch…” I feel like I'm being twisted open from the inside out. I wrap my arms around my chest and try to sink into the table.

“When was your last pap smear?” the doctor asks as he grabs more items from his tray. I just hear the clatter of noise, I don't even want to look and see what he's grabbing.

How the fuck should I know when my last pap smear was? Haven't had one the past couple times I've been to the doctor… I'm incredulous as the doctor crosses the room to a laptop cart on wheels and starts furiously typing something. My vagina is becoming sore, starting to clench in protest from the speculum - as if it hadn't been already.

“Doctor…” I squeak and I swear I feel a drop of wetness fall from within me. Oh my god, am I wet right now?!?

“We'll update that quick along with a full STI panel here…” a couple more items grabbed from the dreaded tray. “Ok, some cramping here…” my stomach twists with a hot cramp as something scrapes my cervix. “And a little pinch…” FUCK what the fuck was that?! My eyes widen and the doctor levels his gaze at me. My heart literally skips a beat and I feel my vagina clench around the speculum still stretched wide inside of me.

“Another pinch…” ouch, well, at least not as bad as the last one, “And one more… maybe a bit of a cramp again here…” ungh, something hot throbs deep within my pelvis, “Good, all done. I'm going to withdraw the speculum and replace it with a vibrating device.”

As my muscles relax from the removal of the speculum, they immediately clench around a new freezing cold something. My entire pelvis jumps in reaction and the doctor seems legitimately surprised by the response of my body.

“Interesting…” he says quietly, almost to himself, as he switches on something sitting at the tray and a violent vibration fills and shakes my body.

He just stands between my legs and watches as the vibrations continue on and on. I'm losing feeling in my pelvis and I can't imagine my body is displaying any signs of arousal right now. This is the most awkward moment of my life - this strange man watching, waiting for a vibrator to give me an orgasm?!

“Anything?” he finally asks after at least a minute, maybe two. I just reply with an embarrassed shrug and hug myself tighter.

He switches off the vibration and returns to the computer, rapidly typing once again. Didn't bother to remove the metal dildo first…

“You have good muscle tension,” the doctor says as he returns between my legs, places each of his hands on my knees and looks down. “Strong pelvic floor, good kegel muscles.” I feel the metal slide out of me and I relax into the table.

Only for a moment though because as soon as the tool is deposited back down on the tray, the doctor's fingers are fully inserted inside of me without any warning or preamble. I practically choke. Um, hello?!? That strong pelvic floor immediately clamps around the unexpected penetration and my knees reflexivity try to close from their trapped position. I make a desperate noise in my throat as the doctor's strong fingers curl up inside of me and begin to stroke and manipulate what can only be my g-spot. I thought it was a legend!? I nearly moan as he applies a heavy pressure somewhere deep and I can hear the sound of moisture between my legs. Holy shit what is happening right now?!

“G-spot response totally healthy and normal, excellent actually,” the doctor withdraws his fingers as quickly as he inserted them and reaches for a glove and a tube of lube. Wait. Has he not been wearing gloves…?

“Well Hannah, all your sexual parts and reflexes have seemed perfectly normal to me so far, I'll just do one more test with the rectal exam…” He snaps the glove around his wrist and applies a generous amount of lube to his finger, this all done clearly within view this time. I can't imagine that isn't intentional at this point.

“Ok Hannah, some pressure again, deep breath…” I squeak as his finger penetrates my asshole, almost effortlessly. I gasp as I feel his finger curl and begin to feel and manipulate parts he was just touching from a different place moments ago.

“Have you ever had anal sex?” he asks, twisting in a second finger.

I gasp and shake my head quickly, no, no, never. He presses into me more firmly and I feel my entire pelvis clench and twitch in response.

“Going to insert two fingers inside of your vagina now…” oh, well, thanks for the warning. I practically grunt as the doctor's entire hand fills both of my most intimate entrances, squeezes, presses, strokes. He pushes against me harshly once, twice and I moan in protest as I feel my entire body seize around his fingers and something flutters deep in my belly.

“Interesting…” is all he says as he quickly withdraws his fingers from inside of me.

He steps away to return to his laptop, not bothering to adjust my positioning in any way. My entire body is tingling and I'm stuck somewhere between indignant and horrified. I attempt to clear my throat and instead it comes out as a strangled noise as I feel a hot slide of wetness between my wide splayed legs.

“I'll be providing you with a prescription for some tools and toys for you to try out over the next six weeks or so,” the doctor types rapidly into his laptop. “You may return in six to twelve weeks for a revaluation. If you follow the prescription links in your medical notes from today, your insurance should cover the tools and toys one hundred percent.”

What kinds of tools and toys?!

“I'll finish up your notes here for today and send you on your way, I have a last minute emergency following you in a few minutes here. Do you have any questions?”

Um. So many. First and foremost, how to get off this exam table. “I…no?” I squeak instead and flinch my knees in hopes that the doctor catches that subtle movement that I'm still stuck naked and spread eagled here.

“Oh! Sorry,” it's like he finally is just noticing just that and he returns to the table to unlock and pull the stirrups together.

“Please read the post appointment notes when you return home, I'll call in a week or two to schedule your revaluation.”

I swallow hard as I pull my knees together. Bring my legs down in front of me and cover my chest with my arms again.

“Provide a clean catch urine sample on your way out,” he nods towards the doorless bathroom. “Please. Wipe yourself with one of the provided towelettes before you go. You should have no problems providing this based on how full your bladder felt a few moments ago.”

He was right but I had no idea how I could possibly provide one without the privacy of a bathroom door.