The you look at your patient, her head still swimming from the light sedative. You know she can still feel everything, still register in her brain sensations, though she may not have a clue as to what is actually happening, but more importantly she can't fight you. She was literally all yours. Though before she was restrained, now she was even more at your will. You smirk, she wouldn't be under the effects of the drug for much longer, and you want her to wake up to something that she really would question. Why did she feel like she did? What had happened? And more importantly where were you? Oh yes that would be the extra fun in this little part of her exam.

Your patient puts her head back on the exam table and releases a breath, closing her eyes. You remove the speculum and change your gloves. Loving the slight wince she makes even in her daze as you snap on the latex. You smirk and put on a surgical mask to really play with your patients mind than anything. Moving to her side you look down on her as she opens her eyes. A mix of fear and wonder of where she is crosses her eyes, but only for a moment. You smile behind the mask and move back between her legs. Grabbing the lube you place some on her anus. Her hips move slightly as you poke a finger inside of her, opening her up and preparing her body for the nozzle and plug to come. As her hips stop moving and you know she can still feel your movements, you place the nozzle inside her anus and attaching the enema bag allowing the fluid to slowly fill up her insides. In her sleepy state her body moves slightly as it feels itself fill up. But that was nothing to what it was about to feel like, and that thought made you grin.

As the bag empty's you take out a black rubber plug and using more lube let it slide and slip into her anus. This would force her to hold it, hold it until you allowed her to finally release it. Once the plug was in, you release her legs enough they could slide out straight, and restrain them in that position. Then moving to her waist you put across another restraint. How interesting it would be to watch her struggle to find a position that allowed her comfort from the cramps of the enema without actually being able to move her lower half. Moving to her head you watch her blink, her fingers flexing as she started to come out of the drug. It was your cue to leave, oh you had a camera you would be watching from, so not entirely gone, but to her, you would be.

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Your head starts to lift from its fog, but you can't help but feel a slight pain in your stomach. You pay it no attention, focusing on being able to concentrate, and fight if you need to. You take a deep breath and move your hands, instantly groaning as you realize that they are still restrained and keeping you from fighting. Sighing you wiggle your toes and feel that your legs are no longer up and your feet in the stirrups. Lifting your head up off the table you confirm what you feel and wonder why.

Pain instantly grips your stomach and lower abs. You groan and try to twist your hips or bring your legs up into a fetal position but you can't. You are forced to lay out straight. What the hell was going on? Where was your doctor?

You pull feverously at the restraints around your hands. If you could get those free then you could untie your legs and...and what? You had no idea what was causing your stomach to cramp up, what did you want to do?....Then it hits you, for the love of all things you wanted, no needed to hit the bathroom.

You think about screaming, but don't want anyone to hear you, so you bite your tongue. But another wave washes through you, this time almost demanding you hit the bathroom or suffer the consequences. You decide to try and let out some pressure, not expecting to go to the bathroom but maybe at least relax enough to let the pain die down. You try to move your bottom, but with your hips strapped down you are unable to do anything but slightly push them down. That's when you feel it. Something was large and inside of your anus. It felt like it was going to stretch you further then you ever imagined yet, at the same time you had the strange mixed feeling of actually liking it.

You feel like your doctor just walked in and stabbed you with a scalpel, your body protesting and cramping. You can't hold back anymore, you scream out, begging for someone to come and release you, free you or at least end this pain.

The door then opens and in walks your doctor, calm cool and collected. You feel the tears burning behind your eyes. You don't want to give him the pleasure of knowing that whatever he did to you, while you were out of it, was working, giving him the power but you have no choice. Your hands ball up in fists, your body still trying to twist and contort to free yourself from the pain, as you nearly choke out the words, "Please doctor!"

He smiles at you, and slowly moves to your knees undoing the restraints there first, then your hips, finally your ankles, before moving to your wrists. He doesn't look at you as he undoes the wrists restraints. "Bathroom is down the hall." He then steps back and leans against the small counter watching you as you bolt off the table and run to the bathroom. You hear him laughing from the exam room and wonder why, but when you get to the bathroom you realize you still have the butt plug inside of you.