“I don’t know why I need to see the doctor, Andrew,” I whine as we drive through the unusually busy traffic in our town.

“Darling, Dr. Danica is the only doctor especially for women who are spanked and punished. She understands what we do at home and we don’t have to worry about any passing judgement. She’ll even see you during pregnancy when that time comes! But she does require a full intake physical in order to take you on as a patient. Now, I’ve had you on her waitlist for a while so I expect you to be a good girl for your checkup today.”

I simply nod and offer a meek “Yes sir…” but I’m still incredibly nervous.

Our drive is short, in fact we never leave Uptown. We come to a lovely older home that has clearly been conferred to her office. Her name is etched on a wooden sign out front. Andrew pulls into the driveway and helps me out of the car.

Up the front porch and through what was the front door to the home takes us straight to the waiting room with a small secretary desk where an older woman writes in an appointment book.

“Good Afternoon, do you have an appointment?” She asks us as we walk in.

“Yes Alexandra Deere,” my husband responds, squeezing my hand and smiling as he uses my new married name.

The lady thumbs through some papers and pulls out a form with Andrews handwriting. “Looks like all her preregistration paperwork is complete! Thank you for taking care of that. Your total today is $425.”

Andrew points to a chair for me to take a seat and settles the payment with the lady who surprisingly pulls out a credit card reader. He takes his receipt and sits next to me. I feel a little guilty complaining when he’s paying so much money for me to get established with this doctor so I take his hand and smile up at him appreciatively.

We only wait another minute or two before I hear a woman’s heels clicking on the wooden floor and the side door open, “Mrs. Alexandra Deere,” she calls.

Dr Danica is an attractive lady who appears in her mid 40s. She’s thin and wears a black pencil dress with her white coat. Her dark hair is pulled into a low bun and she’s wearing a stylish pair of glasses.

Andrew and I stand up and follow her to the hallway behind the door. She takes us first to what looks like her office, there is a wall of bookcases and a large desk with 2 chairs facing it. The bay window also provides lots of natural light. I begin to feel more at ease.

“Now, I see you go by Ally is that correct?”

I nod “Yes ma’am,”

She begins by asking about all my medical and social history, she wants to know everything from my grades in school, to age of first period, my college years, did I drink in college as well as all my habits now. Some things I really have to remember before answering.

“Alright, so I understand the two of you are in a domestic discipline marriage correct? Those are the only patients I see. Once you’re established I can see you for sickness, emotional issues, sexual concerns as well as your entire prenatal care when you’re ready to get pregnant.”

This sounds amazing and I look up at Andrew who nods as well.

“I will however back up your husband when it comes to your discipline agreement.” She looks right at me. “Understood?”

I nod again. She’s so stern! But I do feel she is capable and will take good care of me.

“Alright then, today I’m going to check your body and clear you to begin care,” she says as she gets up and leads us to an attached room.

This room is a very traditional exam room. Lots of cabinets, an exam table that looks like it can be maneuvered into a few positions, a Mayo stand, a desk and a curtain.

“Ally you can step behind that curtain and disrobe completely,” she tells me matter of factly.

“Um is there a gown?” I ask

She raises her eyebrow “No dear, I’m here to examine your body not a gown. I need you completely naked.”

“Go along Ally,” Andrew gently guides me toward the curtain.

I begin removing my long boots then my sweater, undershirt, jeans, until I’m in my very expensive lingerie set. Finally that is removed as well and I’m naked as the day I was born. Shyly, I step out as Dr. Danica and Andrew look me up and down in all my naked glory.

She comes closer and gives me a full once over. Most shockingly, she pats my mons pubis where I have my close trimmed pubic hair. “Feel free to bring her in for a shaving she ever you feel it’s necessary, she tells Andrew. “Only obedient ladies get to keep their pubic hair, otherwise she should be shaved. You’d be amazed the effect it has on some women.”

I gasp, in disbelief that I’m hearing this from a doctor.

“Alright let’s start in the hallway and weigh and measure you,” she opens the door.

“Oh but…but I’m naked,” I whisper.

“You’re my only patient here, Ally now let’s get going,” she replies sternly.

I follow her down the hallway to an old mechanical scale. She instructs me to step up and stand up straight. She marks my weight then has me turn around to check my height.

“You’re a healthy BMI, but I am very strict on that so we will keep a close eye on your weight to make sure you’re maintaining your health.” She warns. While we are in the hallway she checks my vision with a chart on the wall then sits me down with some headphones and checks my hearing. Finally she tells me we can head back to the exam room.

I sit down on the table as she gestures and I have my blood pressure and pulse checked which are all normal.

“Alright next I’m going to check your temperature so go ahead and bend over,” she pulls out a glass rod thermometer. Andrew actually checks my temperature in my bottom at home so this isn’t new but I’m rather apprehensive about the doctor taking it there. But I can already tell I don’t need to argue with Dr Danica so I do as I’m told and bend over the end of the exam table, essentially mooning the doctor and my husband.

She takes some time to lubricate the tip before unceremoniously sliding it up my rectum. We wait for 5 full minutes in near silence as all eyes rest on the glass rod protruding from my hiney. Finally, she removes it, holds it up to the light and writes down the reading.

“Ok all is normal there, Ally. Back on the table and I’ll begin your physical.”