After being guided into another exam room, I turned around to reach for my shorts and underwear but before I could they were cruelly yanked away from me again.

Orderly- Not so fast you.

Me- What do you mean? The doctor said to give them back to me.

Orderly- You just keep quiet fruitcake. If I were you I’d be very lucky that Dr. Henderson isn’t your treating psychiatrist. If so he’d already have your crazy ass in a straitjacket and diaper and we wouldn’t have to deal with you anymore today.

Me- Deal with me? You don’t have to deal with me. Just give me my pants so I can get out of here.

Orderly- We could do that, but see me and James take our jobs very seriously and we don’t like when some uppity patient thinks he can pull one over on us. Do we James?

James- No we do not. If only Dr. Chang would see what we see, a nasty, self-centered little mental patient who probably likes running around with his wiener out.

Orderly- Hmmm, yer right James. But how do we let Dr. Chang see through this façade he’s putting on of a sane person.

James- I think I have an idea.

Without warning I saw James reach into a lower cabinet and pull out…it was hard to figure out at first. A hose with a tip, attached to something that looked like a canteen. What the hell was this thing?

Orderly- Brilliant James.

James- We give our little nut here a nice big soapy enema, he shits his pants, the doctor sees it, and it hello looney bin.

Well that explained it clearly enough. I tried to run past them but they were too strong for me. Each too me by the arm and guided my naked ass on to an exam table. I squirmed and struggled the best I could but it was no use. My wrists were easily put into restraints and then I saw my bare feet being guided into stirrups, spreading me wide apart so that my anal cavity was in full view.

Me- You can’t do this to me. I am not a patient. Let me go you bastards.

They both ignored me, getting everything ready before I saw them both standing between my legs. I shook my head and just kept saying no, no, no over and over again but it only served to heighten the tension of what was coming.

James- Ok, here we go buddy.

He was right. I felt a nozzle being shoved up my rectum, it hurt and I begged them to take it out, I couldn’t stand it any longer. But it was to no use. It was in and it would be staying in, James said for about 3 minutes. I soon felt the warm water, it was more relaxing than I thought it would be, so relaxing in fact that my penis began to get hard again. This in turn did nothing to lessen my embarrassment with the two orderlies below me.

Orderly- Geeze man, does that thing ever take a rest? You must be a sexual deviant. We’ll have to have Dr. Chang add that to your file.

Minutes past, I started to feel more and more need to go as the warm water began to flow through my bowels. In a while I was begging them to be let up but they kept telling me that the whole bag had to be emptied. The whole experience was ridiculous, seconds felt like minutes and I had to close my eyes to bring my focus away from the pain.

I then felt the nozzle being removed from my anus and a look of relief crossed my face. I wanted to get up but James again said not so fast. I was then finally allowed to wear my underwear and pants again, although at this point they were the last thing I wanted on me. I just wanted to get to a toilet before I made a humongous mess.

Me- Guys, please untie me.

Orderly- Idk James, should we untie him

James was looking at his watch.

James- Idk, do you think we should give him a fighting chance.

Orderly- Hmmm, hard to say.

While they debated this point, it took all the focus I had to keep from trying to shit myself. I knew if I did Dr. Chang was going to know and that may be the straw that broke the camel’s back.

The two had finally come to a decision.

Orderly- Alright, let’s let him up.

I was untied and as soon as it happened I ran as fast as I could, already aware that each step was making me leak, to the bathroom. I got inside and as soon as I stopped I heard just a SPLAT. My heart sank, I knew exactly what that sound was and did not even want to know what it looked like but I knew that I had to. I pulled my pants down, the seat of my underwear was pasted to my backside, the mess was unbelieveably terrible and it smelled even worse. Knowing full well I didn’t want anyone to see me like this, I check the door and thank god found that it had a lock on it. I turned it, then stripped off my pants and underwear.

I knew I had to clean this as best as I could. I first went to the sink and stopped it up. Then put my underwear in there and began to scrub the watery crap that had taken up most of their back side. The same watery shit was still running down my legs and I couldn’t have been more skeeved out because of it. This visit was becoming the worst possible thing I ever could have done I was looking forward to getting rid of this evidence and then heading out the door. I started wetting some paper towels and running them up my legs, I also took some soap from the dispenser and started rubbing some of that in there. In a while my legs looked respectable. The shit in my pants also looked like it had mostly been cleaned up.

I did the best that I could drying them, which is to say not very well at all. I squeezed them best I could but they were still dripping wet as I put them on and my shorts over them. Hopefully it would be fine enough to get me out the door of this place. I left the bathroom and started looking for exit signs. I luckily saw no orderlies or Dr. Chang. I went hallway to hallway, my only focus was finding the front so that I could show I am not in fact a patient and that the guard should let me go. I walked down a few more hallways before I heard a voice.

Voice- Young man?

I slowly came to a stop, dreading who this person may be. I turned around it was an older man in a white lab coat.

Voice- Young man I have watched you walking along here barefoot, dripping water on our floors for a good five minutes now.

I assumed he was a Doctor.

Me- Oh yes, I’m sorry Doctor. I was just looking for an exit so that I could head home for the day.

The doctor looked me up and down.

Doctor- You plan on leaving here like this?

He looked very disappointed before saying..

Doctor- You, come with me.

I tried to protest again but he had already turned and started walking and I figured it would just cause a scene if I said no. I followed him around the building again until we had reached his office, of which a nameplate that said Dr. Henderson hung on the door. We both walked inside and he shut the door behind us. In the room was another exam table, right in the middle, with the same leather restraint cuffs.

Dr. Henderson- I don’t know who you are but I am assuming that you have heard of me. I have been around in this hospital for 40 years and I don’t go in for tomfoolery or games. I don’t like giving people second chances because they usually feel like then they can walk all over you. I believe in discipline and when rule it challenged, a punishment must be handed down.

I didn’t like the sound of that.

Dr. Henderson- Now you, lie down, face on the table.

Me- Dr. Henderson please, I didn’t mean anything by it. I’m not even really a patient here. I just took a wrong turn and I promise you will never see me again.

He put his hand up to stop me.

Dr. Henderson- Son, I don’t care who you are. All I know is you’ve made a mess of my hospital and you see like a lazy, no good punk who cares nothing for his appearance. Some hard love therapy will do you some good. Now, on the table.

I begged one more time but knew it would do no good. I had nowhere else to go and knew that if I kept protesting it would probably only make things worse. I quickly got on the table, dreading whatever horror was about to befall me now. I felt him put his fingers right inside my shorts and before I knew it both my shorts and underwear were again at my ankles again.

I was worried there may be some fecal matter or smell there that he would notice and would probably make this situation worse but if he did notice it he didn’t let me know it. There was also a matter of what he was going to do next, until I felt the first swat. Then another, and another. Was he spanking me? Yes, he was. I had never been spanked as an adult by another adult. It still hurts like hell, so much so that tears were starting to build in my eyes. This was mortifying, I was a grown man again being treated like a small child and I was starting to cry like one too.

After a while the spankings stopped. I couldn’t see but I could feel my ass. It seemed both swollen and red. I wondered if I would even be able to sit down or even walk. But before I could ask if it was over yet, I felt another smack, only this time I felt like a paddle was being brought down on my defenseless and already brutalized ass. When would this humiliation end?

Me- Please Doctor, I will not do it again.

Dr. Henderson- You’re damn right you won’t. This will teach you.

He brought the paddle down another couple of times, seemingly to leave my ass with a greater shade of red than it was already in. It eventually did stop and I was allowed to get off the table and pull my pants up.

Dr. Henderson (with his back to me)- Get the hell out of my office. And don’t let me catch you lazing about around here again.

He didn’t have to tell me twice. Thankfully I could walk straight enough and so I high tailed it out of there as quickly as I could. Now to try to find the exit and be done with this horror show once and for all. But then before I could move a muscle.

Dr. Chang- Jeffrey, where have you been?

Her voice was enough to send needles down my spine. I turned around, wanting to yell at her for all the things she had put me through but then thought better of it. I was being put under a microscope now. Any uncalm move was going to be analyzed.

Me- I had to go to the bathroom and got lost. If you wouldn’t mind, I would like to just get my shoes and be on my way home now.

Dr. Chang- Oh nonsense Jeffrey, there is still more to go, like the cafeteria. You must see the cafeteria before you leave. I even have these nice soft slippers for you to wear. I know we keep the air on a bit too much, we don’t want you tootsies to get cold though do we?

She was treating me like an infant again which made me want to yell but before I could say anything..

Dr. Chang- I will not let you leave without first putting some food in you. It will give us a chance to talk more. Now come follow me.

Before I could refuse she started walking ahead of me and much like the rest of my time here, I had no choice but to follow.