The idea of being touched again by this man older than her, this time in such an intimate way, made her even more embarrassed, but at the same time she wanted nothing more than that since that fateful day of the enema.

After putting on yet another pair of sterile gloves, the doctor took the tube of gel and squeezed a generous drop onto his right hand. As he rubbed his fingers together, he looked at his young patient. So exposed and completely under his control, she kept her head turned to one side to avoid the man's gaze. However, they both knew what Sofia wanted.

He moved closer to the girl and, after placing his left hand on her inner thigh as if to hold her legs open, he began to gently part her labia majora, still swollen from the injections she had just received.

The doctor's skilled hand gently brushed her labia minora, occasionally touching her clitoris. He had to arouse her as much as possible in order to obtain maximum vaginal secretions.

While his thumb continued to stimulate the young, swollen button, his index finger began to make its way inside the vagina, encountering some resistance, probably due to both the young woman's age and the treatment she had just received, which had swollen the surrounding area, making it much tighter and more sensitive.

Sofia kept her eyes closed, letting herself go just as the doctor had suggested.

That gentle touch on her clitoris was exciting her more than she already was. If it hadn't been for the soothing ointment applied by the doctor before the injections, she might have already come. Instead, the orgasm was slow in coming, but her desire was increasing more and more.

Sitting and still immobilized on that bed, her body and mind were now completely at the mercy of that doctor. The man could also feel how much the girl was relaxing, her breathing becoming deeper and deeper and her muscles less and less rigid. He knew he could dare and did not hesitate to insert a second finger into Sofia's vagina.

As he penetrated her with his fingers, he looked at her, surprised at how much a young girl was abandoning herself to pleasure, her thighs so obscenely open and already streaked with vaginal fluids.

Sofia just wanted to enjoy herself now, and even though the shame was incredible, she would no longer resist.

The doctor would masturbate her until she would come. He wanted to finish the job he had left unfinished the previous time. Now he was sure of what the girl wanted, and he had the means and experience to make her feel sensations she had never felt before.

While the fingers of one hand penetrated her more decisively, the fingers of the other stimulated her clitoris, which was slowly awakening from its torpor.

The doctor still saw a hint of hesitation and tension in Sofia. He brought his face close to hers and whispered for her to let herself go.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, feel free, Sofia!"

She just nodded, not having the strength to respond, but she followed what the man had told her.

The doctor's fingers began to stimulate that part inside her that she had never experienced before, the famous G-spot. He moved them together with delicate, deep movements that had the sole mission of bringing Sofia to a level of pleasure she had never felt before.

The girl began to feel a deep, pulsating pressure, an internal vibration that spread from her pelvis like a growing wave toward her abdomen, back, and even her legs.

It was as if there had been a build-up of energy inside her that was now ready to explode.

Sitting with her legs tied to the metal supports, every contact with the cold metal amplified every tremor in her body. Her pelvic floor muscles contracted and relaxed in a powerful and uncontrollable rhythm, and each wave of energy seemed to push her upward, making her thighs, torso, and shoulders tremble.

Her legs were stretched like bows, her feet arched while her muscles trembled incessantly, and her toes curled from the force of the pleasure she was experiencing. Each contraction spread in successive waves: her pelvis, abdomen, back, legs, hands, even her arms vibrated. Sofia's body seemed animated by an invisible current, shaking her from within until she finally reached climax. She almost began to scream with pleasure, keeping her eyes closed.

"MMMM AAHHAAAA"

The paper sheet under the bed was now completely wet with the girl's juices, and her clitoris, now completely sensitive, was swollen like few she had ever seen in her life.

However, the man was now sadistically determined to drive her crazy and continued the stimulation, increasing the clitoral stimulation if possible. It was the final blow for Sofia.

She clenched the metal stirrups with her hands and suddenly arched her body, lifting her buttocks off the bed, even moving the iron supports for her legs. A desperate cry of pleasure escaped her, almost begging the doctor to finish this wonderful torture.

"AAAHHHH STOP STOP!!!"

She screamed, writhing with her face almost streaked with tears, unable to control her body and mind. She had never experienced anything so disruptive.

Having momentarily lost his professionalism but full of satisfaction for what he had just done, the doctor gently stopped the vaginal massage and delicately removed his fingers, freeing the now destroyed girl for a few moments. However, he had to complete the procedure, and with a final touch of sadism, he took a long swab and gently inserted it into the young woman's completely open and reddened vagina, causing her to gasp again, followed by a kind of grunt of pain.

"Don't worry, we're done, you've been very good!" he said as he gently moved the swab inside her vagina.

The doctor knew how uncomfortable it could be with such sensitive tissue, but the secretion sample had to be taken. He did it as gently as possible, then, once he had thoroughly swabbed the inner walls, he removed it and placed it in its special container.

Sofia, having undergone yet another procedure, lay back on the bed, sweaty and incredulous. Her muscles gradually relaxed, the trembling subsided, and her breathing returned to normal.

She remained enveloped in a deep calm, a sense of lightness and total liberation, which became even more real when she felt the man's hands unfastening the straps that had been holding her legs down since the beginning of the examination.

As soon as her legs were freed, still slightly trembling and almost numb, the girl let herself down from the bed, full of shame at the shock of the examination she had just undergone. With hesitant movements, she gathered up the clothes she had placed near the bed to get dressed as quickly as possible. Every gesture betrayed her embarrassment, and she avoided the doctor's gaze as he waited for her, sitting at his desk with a composed expression.

She cleaned her genitals with some paper that the man had prepared for her. As soon as she touched them, she trembled, hurrying as if to hide in that private gesture. Then she pulled her panties and shorts back on, and once she had slipped into her slippers, she walked toward him in small steps, hesitant, trying to regain a semblance of control while the silence of the room amplified her fragility.

The doctor looked up, his tone calm and reassuring, he assured her that everything that had just happened was perfectly normal, part of the protocol, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

"Now, Sofia, I'm going to have the samples we just took analysed and prescribe something to make you feel better."

Despite his conciliatory words, the girl felt her face burning, her hands trembling, and an embarrassment she couldn't contain, aware of how vulnerable she was in front of him.