Sofia remained motionless, still leaning against the bed. Those words weighed heavily on her. She felt a mixture of relief and fatigue, and a slight tremor ran through her as she thought about what was still to come.

The mere fact that he hadn't removed the speculum, leaving it open inside her vagina, continued to relegate her to a position of total submission.

The doctor cleared his throat, maintaining the same calm and reassuring tone he had used up to that point.

"Sofia, I need to be clear with you. What I'm seeing is not just a simple cystitis. To be on the safe side, we'll need to do some more thorough checks and... some local injections."

Sofia stared at him in bewilderment, her eyebrows furrowed. "Local? There... inside?" she asked almost voicelessly, as if she couldn't even formulate the sentence.

The doctor nodded slightly, with the seriousness of someone who wanted to appear reassuring but decisive.

"I understand that the idea makes you nervous, but these are procedures I know well. I specialize in this, trigger point injections, which serve to reduce deep pain and inflammation. Don't be afraid, I'll guide you step by step, and we'll also use an ointment to reduce discomfort. It's an invasive procedure, yes, but a necessary one."

Those words hung in the air. Sofia felt a shiver run down her spine, she couldn't quite imagine what it meant, but the idea of a needle being inserted into such an intimate area made her hands tremble.

"Trigger points... what exactly are they?" Sofia asked, her voice trembling.

"These are areas of the pelvic floor that are particularly tense or irritated and can cause pain or spasms. The injection helps to relax them and reduce inflammation," explained the doctor, trying to reassure her.

"And... does it hurt a lot?" she added, blushing.

"You'll feel a little discomfort, but I'll apply a soothing cream and proceed very slowly," he replied in his usual calm and methodical tone.

In reality, he knew how painful those injections were, but he also knew how helpful they would be to the girl.

The speculum was still in place, cold and motionless, keeping the flesh open just enough for the doctor to see clearly. She was immobilized in a position that felt completely foreign to her, and every muscle in her pelvis was tense, almost painful.

The doctor took off the gloves he had been using and put on another new pair. She followed him with her eyes, not daring to speak, as he opened a metal drawer in the cabinet and took out a small white tube.

"I'm going to apply a soothing ointment to the mucosa. It will numb the area before we continue. It might feel a little cold, is that okay?"

She nodded slightly. She didn't really have the voice to answer.

A moment later, she felt the new glove touch her skin. The ointment was cold, colder than she had expected. It first touched her outer lips, in contact with the speculum, then closer, right where the sensitivity was most acute, until it touched her clitoris. A shiver ran down her spine. Her body reacted before her mind, a slight, almost imperceptible jolt, but one that felt enormous to her.

With precise movements, he was touching her both where he would insert the needle and all the other parts left exposed by the dilator, paying particular attention to her clitoris, which was slowly beginning to swell more and more.

She was getting increasingly excited and felt ashamed. She tried to think that it was just a clinical gesture—but first that finger in her butt and now this massage only increased her desire for pleasure. She could do nothing but clench her hands against the bed and endure this sweet torture.

The man noticed with pleasure how Sofia was beginning to pant, craving an orgasm ever more. But the time had not yet come.

He paused for a moment, leaving her suspended in limbo between fear and desire.

The doctor moved slowly towards the instrument trolley. With precise, calm movements, he took two sterile syringes and placed them on the tray, along with vials and gauze. Sofia watched him closely, trying to anticipate his every move, the cap being removed to reveal the glint of the needle, the bottle being shaken and then slowly emptied into the syringes.

Everything was ready.

"It is important that you remain still during the procedure so that the substance can take effect and the injection will be safer," he explained, approaching her with the syringe ready.

Her heart was pounding in her chest. She felt the doctor's fingers lightly palpating the flesh near her urethra.

The doctor identified the injection site with his free hand, brought the thin needle closer, and then inserted it with a delicate but precise movement into the irritated mucosa.

The feeling of invasion was immediate. A sharp pain, a deep and persistent burning sensation accompanied by strong pressure. Sofia held her breath, her hands clenched at her sides, trying to resist, but the pain was terrible and the screams and tears were not long in coming.

"OWWW! Stop, please take it out!"

She tried to stay still, clutching the paper protecting the bed and curling her toes, while tears streamed down her face.

Fortunately, there was very little liquid and Dr. Moretti removed the needle from her vagina, freeing her for a few moments. A small drop of blood came out of the injection site, which the doctor promptly disinfected.

Sofia had not yet recovered from the first injection; the liquid still burned and left her with a strange feeling of swelling. She saw the doctor prepare the other syringe. She watched the doctor prepare the other syringe. She stared at him with wide eyes, her heart pounding in her ears. A shiver ran down her spine as the words came out broken:

“No, doctor, please… not another one…”

Her voice trembled, more pleading than protest. But the professional calm with which he continued to move made her realize that the decision had already been made.

She felt the touch of his fingers inside her vagina again. Every muscle in her body tensed, as if her body was trying to resist the repetition of that experience. But the position she was in and the forced opening of her thighs reminded her how impossible it was to be in control.

The man carefully aimed the syringe and the needle entered again on the opposite side from the first. The second injection, though expected, seemed almost worse than the first. As soon as the doctor began to inject the medicine again, Sofia lost control.

"AAAHHH, stop, stop!" Intense pain made her scream uncontrollably.

Her legs tried to close, but the straps held her down, forcing her to receive the second dose of that terrible medicine.

The doctor, knowing how painful the procedure was, immediately removed the small needle from her vagina, dabbing the area with gauze and reassuring the poor girl, who remained whimpering with her legs open.

As the man sat between her legs, making sure there was no bleeding, Sofia was overwhelmed by a mix of sensations she had never experienced before. Excitement, pain, humiliation.

The pain in her vagina began to subside, probably thanks to the ointment applied earlier, and now that her mind was beginning to calm down a little, she realized that the typical sensation of cystitis had also disappeared.

In all likelihood, those procedures as invasive as the bladder irrigations and the suppositories had produced their effects, but the woman feared that the long session of treatments was not yet over.

Dr. Moretti brought her back to reality.

"Now Sofia, I'm going to remove the speculum, just stay relaxed."

A moment later, the man began to loosen the metal valves, which began to tighten, allowing the vaginal lips, however swollen, to slowly close again.

The removal of the metal object sent a shiver down the girl's spine. She felt a little freer but still excited and almost curious to know what the man had in store for her.

The doctor placed the speculum, still wet with secretions and lubricant, on the trolley beside him and, as if to satisfy the girl's curiosity, told her what the rest of the examination would consist of.

"We're almost done, Sofia. I just want to do a quick gynecological exam to make sure everything is okay. I'll also take a sample of vaginal secretions with a simple swab. It's very important that you stay relaxed and follow your body's wishes."

These last words surprised the girl, who continued to watch the man's movements as he prepared himself again.