(I'll try to update this as I can.)

Claire felt some water splash over her privates. The water was warm and nice as it trickled into a pan. Then it stopped and she heard the basin emptied, probably in the toilet. She closed her eyes and breathed into the mask. She sipped her water from the hose, like a hamster or rabbit. She chuckled in her head at that thought. Dr. Mike returned and lathered up her privates. He massages the soap in. Then more wonderful water trickled over her.

He emptied that pan and washed her one more time. This time, a hose splashed around more deeply in the folds of her womanhood, then it slid inside her again. He toweled her off gently and mopped around a bit.

He appeared in front of her face. He was wearing a paper mask which he pulled down. "How are you doing Claire?"

She nodded and mumbled good through the mask.

"Are you ready for our next part to begin?" She nodded. "Good." He brushed the side of her face with his hand, then disappeared from view.

She heard him rustle about some where and heard the squirt of lube again. Then she felt lube press on her anus, massaged there. "Okay. Clamp the muscles tight. And relax." She felt something slide in her ass. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it was noticable. Then, it started to vibrate softly. It wasn't enough to bring her to orgasm, but it definitely felt nice and tingly.

She heard more lube squirting, then Dr Mike's fingers sliding inside her vagina. He rubbed the lube all around. It felt good. Then he pulled out. She heard more lube. She wished she could see what was happening, but all she could do was feel and look at the ceiling, a bit of wall, and some of her breasts. Her nipples were quite hard.

Dr Mike pressed something against her vagina and pushed something into her. Her bum still tingled and that was joined by something else tingling inside her. And that felt good--real good. She closed her eyes to embrace the sensation. Dr Mike must have let her enjoy that for nothing happened for a bit. Then, she felt something on her nipple, soft, like skin. She opened her eyes to see Dr Mike without a mask holding a purple bullet vibe on her nipple, swirling it about in a circle. He moved it around in outward circles. Why wasn't it vibrating, Claire wondered. But it didn't matter. She was enjoying it. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the vibrations down low and the smoothness of the bullet as it roved one breast, then the valley, then the next. It was so good. She could feel herself building tension inside herself.

He turned on the vibrator then. And she was thrilled as he played it over her nipples. Then he moved it down her stomach. Between her legs. She moaned. She took another quick sip of water. And then she moaned deeply. The three sets of vibrations built together. She wasn't sure anymore what was happening down there. Everything blended and merge and crescendoed into a powerful orgasm. She pressed against her restraints and thrilled at it. Then she subsided, puffing into her mask. The vibration dimmed, and then shot back up with even more intensity. She flexed every muscle she had into her restraints. She lost count at some point. And it didn't matter. Wave after wave of pleasure. Eventually, only the butt and her vagina vibrated on a low setting. Dr Mike touched her shoulder. She opened her eyes to see him look down at her with kindness. "I guess you can orgasm." She smiled under her mask. "Sip some more water. I'll get you cleaned up."

She felt the butt plug slip out with a little tug. She shivered a bit at the sensation. Then she felt the bullet slide out and that too felt good. She heard them buzzing in the open until he turned them off. She heard splashing in her bathtub. Then cool water tumbled her vagina and he washed her again. Then he patted her dry. He unbuckled her shoulders and head. Her chest and arms. Then her wrists. These he massaged a bit and placed over her chest, crossing her arms. Her unbuckled her legs and massaged them. He folded her legs up to bend against her chest, then rolled them side to side a bit, stretching out some muscles. He took her forearms and slowly pulled her up to sitting. He took off the mask. His hands helped her down and over to the tub. It felt out of body, and she recognized her tub but not her bathroom. She settled into the warm water.

She must have slept. She couldn't have been in there very long. But her fingers were wrinkly. Dr Mike was there. "Time to get out. Other patients need this room."

She knew what that meant. And she was happy to comply.

She stood. He wrapped a towel around her and helped dry her off. Then he left; clothes sat on a cleaned up exam table. Dr. Mike had left the room. She put on fresh deodorant from her own medicine chest in a bathroom that still didn't feel like her. But she smiled, knowing it was.

She changed and left the room. Dr. Mike was there, holding a bucket of cleaning supplies. "Thank for coming in today," he said. "We'll be in touch with your next appointment."

"Thank you. That was a very... Good appointment."

She left her luggage but took her purse. She walked two blocks to a coffee shop down the street. She ordered an iced coffee and a sandwich.

A short while later, Mike came in and ordered, then sat down next to her. She was almost done eating. "That was... Amazing. I can't believe that is my bathroom."

"It is. Easy to take down too. I'll help later on and show you how to do it."

"Thank you. But that room needs to see it's next patient." She ate the last nite of her sandwich.

Mike took out the key. "Would you like this back?"

"Hang on to it. We may need you to have it." She got up and took her garbage and half a coffee. "I'll see you in 20 minutes."

"Great. Everything is clean and laid out. Take some time to orient yourself with everything there."

"Sounds wonderful. See you in twenty for your appointment." And sheleft the coffee shop to prepare for his appointment.