Its close to evening, summer day. You are sitting in a waiting room of a doctors office, wearing a light summer dress, nervously holding a piece of paper. The door to that offices opens and I stand in them wearing a white coat. You hesitantly stand up and hand me the paper. It is a slip with a request for me to conduct a certain test. I invite you in.

The room is very bare, no decoration, only a small table with a white fancy office chair behind it and a simpler stool for the patient. Next to it stand the examination table, few cupboards with different tools and an old-school scale for height and weight measurement. All the colors are bland and cold. I motion you to sit on the chair and I myself sit behind the desk facing you. I start asking you some basic questions. You have no problem answering them but then they become more intimate and you feel heat flowing into your cheeks, you hesitate with each question more and more. You don't notice my reaction to this sudden change of fluency in your communication but I thoroughly enjoy your small stuttering and pauses. Then I conclude my question with a simple command. "Ok, now strip naked please!" You are flabbergasted, not knowing how to react. But you were told to obey everything and so you start slowly taking off every piece of clothes you are currently wearing.

The dress is easy, you pull it over your head and neatly fold it on the chair. Then you choose to starting puling down your white socks hoping it will buy you a bit more time of dignity. But I stop you, telling you to keep those on. "It is bit chill today and we don't want you to get cold" I explain. You don't believe me a word, the sun is shining through the window and if it wasn't for the AC the temperature here would be unbearable. You know I just want to see your naked body as soon as possible. My eyes linger on you this whole time. You unhook your bra letting your sweet breasts slip out of it before you cover them with your free hand. You put the bra on the folded dress and wait a bit, looking at me hoping that maybe I will allow this and proceed with at least your panties on. You are wrong. I look at you questioningly and you realize there is no way out of it. You slip your thumbs under the rubber band of your panties and slide them down. Once they are lying on the ground you step out of them and grab them so they can be moved to the chair with the rest of the clothing. They feel damp, not only because it is hot day and you've been sweating, but also because, despite your embarrassment, you've been quite aroused. You put them hastily on top of the rest of the clothing and cover your intimate body parts wit your hands, avoiding looking at me and rather look at the floor instead.

You hear me standing up, approaching you. "We're gonna do few simple checks and measurements first" I announce and nudge you to the scale. You step on it still covering your body with you hands. "Keep your hands along your body please" I tell you in a firm voice as I grab and position them beside your hips. I am very near you now, the coat is stroking your butt cheeks and my hands encircle you as I am trying to get the correct measurement on the scale. Once I have it I retreat back to the table to write it down, or at least that is what you think I am doing as you can only judge by the sound of scribing while looking obediently Infront of you. You don't dare to turn until I return back and command you to turn over. I start adjusting the height scale and once it is fully extended I put a hand gently yet firmly on your chest, as if by accident brush your nipples. I push you back to have you standing straight with the scale, let the top down and measure your height. Then I return back to the table, this time you can observe me writing down the measurement.

When I am done I tell you to step down and come closer. You watch me as I put the stethoscope that was hanging around my neck to my ears. I step behind you. You can feel how close I am as the air I breath out reaches your right ear. "Breath in and out deeply" I say in low mellow voice into your ear. You obey. In a moment you feel the very cold ending piece of the stethoscope touching your back. You twitch a little at the sensation. I am moving it slowly step by step across your back while holding you firmly in place with my other hand positioned slightly above your belly. Then you notice that not only the hand with the stethoscope is moving, but so does the hand that holds you. Down toward your belly. And when I move the stethoscope to your front, still standing behind you, now almost embracing you, my holding hand is getting right in the area of your pubes, just above where your slit starts. I press it firmly letting you lean on me. I can hear your heart suddenly quickening as I press the stethoscope right under your breast and push harder between your legs. As I gently kiss your neck you lose control and left out a soft moan. But then I finish the auscultation leave you there standing naked and aroused, forced to watch me taking notes.

After I am done writing I point at the examination table. "Lie down there, on your front please" I give you precise instruction to lean on your elbows and look forward. You obey, lie down on the table looking at the white wall in front of you. You are still agitate from the moment before and now as your little mound is pressing to the faux leather surface of the examination table you have a strong urge to grind a bit. You try to move a little up and down trying to scratch this itch and hoping I won't notice. But I do and give you a painful slap over your sweet white butt cheeks. Red print of my hand appears there and you stop moving. "That's a naughty girl, I hope you will do better" I tell you disappointingly and you feel shame for losing control, even though it felt so good. As you stare into the white wall you are wondering what is coming next, listening every little sound behind you.

You hear opening of drawers, different taps and rustling, something that sounds like snapping of thin rubber and sound as if liquid has been squeezed out of a tube. Finally you hear my steps approaching, lying down some stuff on a tray next to the table. Then you feel one of my hand resting on your small back, it feels different, a latex glove is probably wrapped around it. "Now I want you to relax, this might be bit unpleasant but it is the most accurate way to measure your core body temperature". You feel my hands gently nudging your thighs to move to sides, than you hear that liquid squeezing sound again. Suddenly my index finger and thumb spread your cheeks open and gust of air touches your little pink anus moments before you feel something cold and hard touching it as well. Your immediate reaction is to tense up. I scold you "Be a good girl and relax your butt for me. I need to lube it so the thermometer slides in easily" After a while you start following my order and feel my finger sliding deep in your anus. I wiggle it there a bit giving you thorough rectal exam. This is definitely not just to spread the lube you realize. After a minute or so you feel the finger finally leaving your back door. "Little dirty today, aren't we?" you hear my comment. You wish there was a pillow you could burrow your face in in embarrassment, but there isn't so you keep looking at the wall feeling your cheeks heating up again. You hear me snapping the dirty glove of my hand and throwing it to the trash bin.

Moment later you feel my index finger and thumb again spreading your ass cheeks and something way slimmer and colder sliding in your hole, this time with way more ease. The cold feeling of that alien object does not last long and soon you barely notice something is even there. But what you start noticing is my now ungloved hand stroking your butt cheeks gently while I am waiting for the thermometer to register your temperature. Then the hand start moving dangerously to the middle, playing with your lips and digging toward the place where your clitoris most likely rests. This is way worse than finger in your ass, finger in your ass is just annoyance that can be endured, but this new adventurous finger in between your legs is wreaking havoc, sending your whole body into chain of spasms. You are trying your best to resist, biting your lip hoping the pain from the bite will be enough to distract your body. But it is failing. You tense the body, you start moving again against the surface of the table. It feels so good. Suddenly the digital thermometer in you butt starts beeping and rescue you from the grip of pleasure. You become very aware of it again as I slide it out of you leaving the feeling of emptiness and the sticky residual lubricant. "37,5 degrees, someone's in heat today".

You lie there recovering from the sudden sensation when I command you to turn over. "Time for your test" I declare. You obediently turn on your back finally having more stuff to observe than that white wall. "For this one I am afraid knowing how you reacted to mere touches I'm gonna need to restrain you." I start moving your legs and hands to the corners of the table and from under it pulling shackles that I firmly fasten around them. Soon I am done and enjoying watching your stretched body across the table. I tease you by tickling you under your armpits and then observe how well you are restrained as you try to resist. Pretty well I conclude. You observe me going to one of the cupboard, opening the glass door and picking some object, putting in into my pocket. Its rather small and from your angle very hard to recognize. Another object I pick looks like some kind of clocks. I return to the table a put the clock like object on the tray next to it. I press a button and the clock starts counting seconds.

"Well, let start, shall we?" I lean over you, gently kiss you on your lips, then move to your neck and end up at your ear, sucking it. You feel my hand circling your body, starting around you breasts, touching the erected nipples and sliding down, over your belly, through the cover of your pubic hair until I feel the opening to your sweet pussy. The touch alone seems to be very effective. I observe you moan and struggling against your restrains. I slide my finger lower into your very wet gap and bring it back to lube the clit with your own juice. Then I reach to my pocket, take the mysterious object out and you feel it being firmly positioned against your clit. Soon you hear the familiar sound of vibrations sending your whole body into a trance. You've been primed for this, every touch you received since you entered this room, every moment of embarrassment and arousal is now returning to you. You follow my voice and cannot resist anymore. You let it flow through you, you make it very very loudly clear you've just failed the test. You are panting heavily, recovering from the trial and observing me as I stop the clock with a wicked smile on my lips. "1 minute and 5 seconds, that is quite a weak time. Far from what was expected. I am afraid this will not please the client. The only thing I can help you with now is recommending some soothing creams for the skincare after"