Cam is doing remarkably well so far. I’m really proud of her. I’m proud that she’s going to be my sub. I’m both looking forward to and dreading the upcoming examinations. I can’t wait to get a closer look at every inch of her body, but I know I’m going to have to be very careful not to trigger her. I’m hoping the breast exam won’t be too big of a trigger.

“I’m going to have you sit up for this part of the exam.”

I help her sit up and ask her to lower the top half of her gown.

“I’m going to start with a basic breast exam. Do you check your breasts monthly for any lumps or anything out of the ordinary?”

“I try to, but sometimes I do forget.”

“You’re going to have to try harder, then. It is very important that you don’t skip a month. If you do while you’re mine, I will have to punish you. It’s for your health and that means everything to me. As your Dom it’s up to me to take care of you and make sure you stay safe, healthy, and happy.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I start by visualizing her breasts to make sure everything is proportionate. I can’t help notice how hard her nipples are. I want to suck each of them in my mouth, but unfortunately this isn’t the time for that… yet.

“I’m going to start touching you now. What are your safe words?”

“Yellow and red.”

“Good Girl.”

I firmly palpate her right breast in circles. Adding more pressure as I go until I’m at her nipple. I gently squeeze the base of her nipple at her areola and pull her entire nipple through my fingers. She stiffens a little at this, and I watch her to make sure she is handling everything ok. I repeat this one more time, squeezing a little harder, this time she hisses in her breath a little, but she’s still doing beautifully.

“You’re doing great. I’m going to do the same to your left breast now.”

I repeat the same procedure on her left breast and nipple and elicit the same response. I see her relax some when I finally let her nipple go. She obviously thinks I’m finished, unfortunately, I’m just getting started.

I move the top of the table up some, not sitting up completely, but into a reclining position.

“You can relax against the top of the table now.”

“Can I pull up my gown, now?”

“No, not yet. I’m not finished examining you.”

I roll over another cart that has an ultrasound machine on it.

“Have you ever had an ultrasound done before?”

“Yes, on my abdomen, kidneys and bladder.”

“Good, so you know that this won’t be painful at all. I’m going to take a quick look at your breast tissue using the ultrasound.”

I squirt the cool jelly onto her breasts and run the transducer over every inch of tissue of both breasts. Cam actually seems to be enjoying it. Once finished, I clean her up with a towel.

“Everything checked out fine.”

I move the ultrasound machine out of the way and move the other cart closer. I take out what I need for the next procedure. She’s done extremely well so far, but I know this could be a big trigger for her.

“Alright, Cam, let me explain the next procedure.”

I show her what I took off the tray. They are small pieces of metal that looks similar to a clothespin. The difference is, they have a wire connected to them that transmits signals to the computer, and a tiny screw on them to control the amount of pressure that will be exerted on her nipples. I can see the fear in her eyes once she realizes what they’re going to be used for.

“A-Are those clamps?”

“Yes, and no. They do act similar to clamps, but as you can see I can control how tight they get and they do not have teeth like the ones that were used on you before. Let me see your hand.”

I take her shaking hand and place one of the clamps onto her index finger.

“See, this is all there is to it. I control the pressure using this little screw.” I tighten it just a little. “These wires will measure the pressure in your nipples and send the reading directly to your chart. I will warn you that these will get pretty tight, but I know you can handle it. I’ll be right here to help get you through.” I remove the clamp from her finger and look her in the eye.

“Are you ready?”

She reluctantly nods her head and I place the first clamp on one of her nipples followed by the other. I watch Cam’s face the whole time. She has her eyes closed and looks to be breathing through it. I tighten the screw a little on the clamps. She tenses slightly, but seems to be doing ok. I tighten them a little more and she whimpers a little.

“Are you doing ok?”

“I think so,” she answers a little breathily. I can tell she’s starting to get uncomfortable, but there’s still a bit to go. I tighten them again. She winces and tries to grab them off of her nipples while saying “Yellow.”

I gently grab her hands before she can make contact. I know as her Dom it is my job to bring her back and get her through this.

“Cam, open your eyes and look at me.” I say in my Dom voice. She instantly responds. She’s breathing heavily and I see the shadows in her eyes. I know she went back to that night when I met her. “You’re doing great. I’m almost finished with this part. I need to tighten them a couple of more times, but I won’t proceed until you tell me you’re ready.” While I’m talking to her I rub her arms and hands trying to comfort her as much as I can. She slowly starts to relax a little.

“Are you ready or do you need more time?”

“I think I’m ready.”

When I tighten them again, she closes her eyes before I can stop her. She cries out “Red!” and starts to shake and a slight film of sweat covers her body. It kills me to see her like this. I know she’s back in her nightmare. Unfortunately, I can’t stop the exam. She has to make it through it.

“Cam, open your eyes!” She startles out of it, but once our eyes meet she starts to come back me.

“I’m sorry. I don’t want to be like this. They hurt so I close my eyes to brace myself, but my mind takes me back to hell instead of a happy place.”

“Don’t ever apologize for how you’re feeling. I understand how hard this is for you. We have all of the time in the world. There’s no rush.”

“Thank you.”

I comfort her and hold her until she’s more relaxed and like her normal self. I look her in the eyes and don’t see the shadows there anymore.

“Cam I’m going to have to tighten them one more time, just once. When I do you’re not going to close your eyes. You’re going to look at me the whole time. You’re going to be right here with me, no one else. You’re not going to go back there. Do you understand?”

She takes a determined breath. “Yes, Sir.”

“That’s my good girl. Are you ready?”

She nods once and I turn the screw one last time. She gives a whiney “Ow!” but she never takes her eyes off mine. I see the pain flash in them, and then when the initial shock fades, I see something else. Something deeper and warmer that tells me it’s not all bad. This time she stays with me and I don’t see any fear at all.

“How are you feeling?”

“They hurt, but it’s not unbearable anymore. Watching you really helped me. How long do these have to stay on for?”

“A couple of minutes. When I take them off, I want you to keep your eyes open again, just in case. You remember how the others felt when I took them off?”

“Yes, I do. I’m dreading it a little, but I remember how you soothed the pain away last time. Will you be able to do that this time?”

“I promise you I will soothe the pain away as best as I can. I’m going to take them off one at time. Are you ready?”

She doesn’t break eye contact and says. “Yes.”

I reach up and take the right one off first, very quickly. I see the shock of pain in her eyes, and I hate to see it there, but I know how to help. I can feel the moan of pain starting to come out of her. I instantly suck her entire nipple into my warm mouth and very gently massage it with my tongue. Just like that her moan of pain turns more guttural and isn’t from a place of pain anymore. She can’t help but close her eyes and throw her head back. Her hands bury into my hair. I’m watching her face the entire time. Her eyes might be closed but she’s still here with me, and she seems to be enjoying it. I know there’s still that hint of pain, but she seems to be relishing in it instead of escaping from it. Once she’s settled back down I pop her nipple from my mouth. She’s breathing heavily and I can’t help but smirk at the pleasure I see on her face.

“Holy shit. That felt better than the washrag trick you used last time.”

“You have no idea how badly I wanted to use my mouth last time. But you were my patient then. Now you’re also my sub, so I can do whatever I want with your body now. I can soothe your pain however I want to. Speaking of which, you still have the left one to go. Are you ready for me to soothe that one as well?”

Her face breaks out into a beautiful smile and she eagerly nods her head and offers her left nipple up to me. Seeing her so happy to be able to take a step forward and move past her fears does something to me. I feel myself falling for her, just like that. She has to be the strongest woman I’ve ever met.

After repeating everything on her left side, her reactions and all, actually I think she may have enjoyed it even more. I take her into my arms.

“I know nipple clamps are on your soft limits. I wanted to make sure you knew that I didn’t do that as a punishment. It’s part of the required exam, which unfortunately trumps your limit list. We did agree that I could use your soft limits as punishments, but when I do, I will tell you exactly what I’m going to use as the punishment and why you are earning one. I want you to be able to trust me.”

“I do trust you. 100%. To be honest, I’m glad that was part of the exam. Before that night, I wanted to try nipple clamps. I imagined what they would feel like. After that night, I was terrified of the pain of them. It was nothing like I imagined and wasn’t fun at all. You gave that back to me tonight. That was even better than how I imagined they would feel. Thank you.”

“You are so welcome, Sweetheart. Thank you for putting your trust into me. I wish I could say that all of the tests I’m going to have to do will have a happy ending like this one did. I will promise you though, I will do absolutely everything I can to soothe you and comfort you through every single thing that I have to do. You might hate me at the time and won’t want me to comfort or touch you, and that’s OK, but I’m not leaving your side and I will anyway. I hate having to do things that will be uncomfortable/painful for you. It hurts me just as much if not more, because I can feel it in my soul, when I do. But when I’m able to help you through things and take the hurt away it helps take my hurt away too.”

“I understand that you don’t want to hurt me, it’s just something that has to be done. I can’t promise I won’t act like a whiney brat when I’m hurting, but I promise that I won’t stay mad at you forever. So, is it OK if we take nipple clamps off my soft limits? I would like to explore those more when it’s just me and you, no tests or exams between us.”

“Of course, Babe. I was hoping that you would say that.”

“Good. So, what’s next? Are we finished with my boobs?”

I chuckle slightly. I really love this more playful relaxed Cam. I wish it could stay that way. It gives me a glimpse of her real personality, and I am very happy with what I see.

“No, we’re not quite finished with your breasts yet. There are a couple of more things that need to be done.”

*****

CAM

I’m not sure what else he can possibly do to my breasts that he hasn’t already. My nipples are still fairly sore and slightly throbbing from the last thing he did to them. Don’t get me wrong, I very much liked the end result, but while it was happening, I didn’t know if I would make it through it or not. I watch as he picks something up off the tray. I think I know what it is, but I’m very confused why he would need it for me. He must read the confusion on my face.

“Yes, this is a breast pump.”

“But, I’ve never even had a baby.”

“I know. I read that in your paperwork. This is another way for me to check for discharge.”

“I thought you did that already when you squeezed my nipples at the beginning of the exam.”

“I did, but this gives me a more accurate reading. I know you are already sore, so this will be uncomfortable, but it shouldn’t be overly painful.”

He picks up what looks like a tube of lubrication and squirts it around the cups of the pump.

“This will give it a better seal.”

He then places the cups over my nipples and breasts.

“I’m going to turn it on. Just relax as much as possible.”

He pushes a button and the suction sucks my nipples farther into the pump. It’s a strong suction, but not overly bad. The rhythm is actually quite relaxing. I relax back into the reclined table.

“I’m going to turn the suction up a bit.”

I hear a beep and then the suction gets stronger. I gasp. Not quite out of pleasure, but not quite out of pain either.

“A little bit more, and then I’ll leave it like this for about five minutes.”

Another beep, a lot more suction. I moan and arch my breasts out. It’s past the point of uncomfortable but not quite painful either. I’m honestly not sure what I’m feeling. I’m not sure if I want it to stop or not. No, I definitely don’t want it to stop. I feel like I could orgasm if that was possible. I feel my face start to flush and I’m making little noises to the suction of the machine. I feel like all I would need is a little stimulation between my legs and I would topple over the edge. Just like that another beep and the suction cuts off completely. A whine escapes my throat. Ray chuckles that small chuckle I heard earlier.

“I’m sorry. You seemed to be enjoying that, but the five minutes is up. I’m going to gently take these off. I know you’re quite sensitive right now.”

I feel him break the seal on my breasts and hiss out at the discomfort I feel when the cups brush against my nipples. I look down and my nipples looks like they’re twice the size of normal and are so red they’re almost purple. It’s quite erotic actually. That’s when I notice a small amount of moisture on my left nipple. I get very worried for a minute. Ray notices it as well and finds a couple of drops in the pump as well.

“Is there something wrong with me?”

“No, not at all. This is quite common. You’re nipples have been stimulated a lot more than usual, so sometimes they will produce a type of discharge. Not necessarily a bad kind. 99% of the time it’s completely fine, I just need to do one more procedure to make sure that it’s nothing to worry about.”

He walks over to the cabinet and takes something out of one of the drawers. He also takes an antiseptic wipe off of the tray. I look at his face, but can’t quite read his expression.

“Alright, Cam, I’m afraid this part will be painful. I’m going to be as gentle as possible, and it will only take a couple of minutes.”

He shows me what he got out of the drawer. Attached to a small screen is what looks to be a very long needle.

“At the end of this is a very small camera. I’m going to insert this into your nipple and make sure I can’t visually see anything to worry about. Luckily, since the discharge was only from your left breast, I’ll only have to do this once. Just try to take deep breathes and relax as much as possible.”

He opens the wipe and runs it across my entire nipple and part of my breast. I hiss and wince at the contact. It’s cold and my nipple is so sensitive that it almost burns.

“On the count of three I’m going to insert the camera. One… Two… Three.”

I feel a really strong burning pinch at the tip of my nipple, which produces this white hot pain through my entire breast. I can’t help but cry out.

“Oww! Take it out please,” I beg. This part is definitely not the fun kind of pain like it was earlier. I try to move away from it, but since I’m leaning back against the table, there’s nowhere for me to go.

“Shhh… I know, Sweetheart. Just another minute or so. I’m trying to be as gentle as possible.”

“Ow!” I cry out again as he moves the needle at a different angle.

“I’m sorry, baby, I’m almost done.”

A few seconds later I feel him pull the needle out and I cry out a final time.

There’s a drop of blood that comes out with it, but before I can see anymore he holds pressure on it with a cotton ball. I can’t help but glare at him from the pain he just put me through. Besides a slight throbbing sensation it doesn’t hurt so badly anymore.

“Ah, Sweetheart, don’t look at me like that. You’re breaking my heart. I’m sorry, but I had to make sure there wasn’t anything wrong that I might have missed.”

He kisses the top of my forehead and is trying to comfort me the best he can.

“I understand, but I’m still mad at you.” I pout.

“You know, if you stick that lip out any farther a bird might fly over and poop on it.”

This catches me so off guard I can’t help but giggle, even though I try not to. I’m not really mad at him. I know he wouldn’t have done anything to hurt me if he could’ve helped it.

“Are you OK, now?”

“Yeah, I think so. I’m sore, but it’s not really hurting. Please tell me you’re finished with my nipples.”

He lets go of me and pulls my gown back up. He walks to the trash can and throws the cotton ball away. He walks to the end of the table and I hear a clanging noise. When I see the stirrups come out I know what’s next. Both nervousness and excitement fills my belly.

“Yes, I’m finished with your breasts and nipples.”