Her mind wandered as she made her way through the late afternoon traffic. This had been another difficult year and she cursed at the thought of having been laid off work. On a brighter note, her interview with Belgian Insurance had gone quite well, but again she cursed at their requirement for a pre-employment physical exam. They hadn't wasted any time arranging the appointment either and her hands began to sweat at the thought. She despised medical offices and avoided them at all costs. She needed this job, but had failed to conceive a plan to escape the dreaded exam. Damn that company and their asinine rules! Well, she would simply walk in, fill out a few forms, explain that she had been healthy all her life and be on her way. After seeing patients all day, any doctor would welcome the opportunity to get out of the office at a decent hour. As she pulled into the parking lot, she noted there was only one other vehicle. Her spirits soared at the thought perhaps she had gotten the date wrong, but she was sure the appointment had been scheduled for today. She double checked the address and strolled along the sidewalk to the entrance. She desperately searched for any reason to turn and leave, but drew a blank. The reception room was quite pleasant, but empty. She assumed everyone must be in the back office. Waiting alone just increased her anxiety and made it more difficult to remain. In a few minutes a young man with a bright smile popped his head through the doorway. He said, "You must be Barb, I was expecting you. I'm Dr. Pat and will be performing your pre-employment physical." He apologized for the wait and the fact no one had been available to greet her. "Both my nurse and my receptionist had to leave early today," he explained. "If you're uncomfortable proceeding with your appointment with no one else here, we can reschedule. It's my understanding your new employer would like to have you on board as soon as possible so perhaps we should proceed?" The thought of rescheduling made her cringe and what other choice did she have? With his staff gone for the day, this appointment could only take minutes then she could make her escape.

She mustered a smile and tried not to reveal her shaking hands. "Sure, that's fine with me.” “Let's proceed rather than inconvenience you and reschedule,” said Dr. Pat and led her back to his office. Nothing had escaped his initial perusal. He had noted her shaking hands, timid demeanor and immediately knew she didn't want to be in his office. He had performing physicals for Belgian Insurance for quite some time and wanted to perform a very thorough exam. He knew exactly how to handle any patient who may become difficult to ensure the exam proceeded as requested. They entered his office that was tastefully designed. Dr. Pat settled himself behind his desk and she sat directly in front. "You'll find me a bit unconventional," he chirped. “Well, I’ve always been quite healthy to the point of never having to seek medical intervention,” she explained. There, she thought, that ought to end it all and I can leave! "I like to sit for a bit and chat before proceeding to the exam room." Her heart sank. Damn! This was going to take a bit longer than she had anticipated. "We'll start with the usual forms and get your medical history," the doctor explained as he handed her the clipboard. She quickly flipped through and it was three pages long. It did not have the typical check boxes. This company requires a dissertation and just filling out the forms is going to take 20 minutes! She commenced answering the questions, typical height, weight, date of last period. As she continued down the pages she encountered questions regarding her breasts and nipples: Do your nipples get hard during an orgasm? She looked up at the doctor and saw he was just watching her fill out the forms. Could he see her embarrassment as she read these questions? Her assumption that she had responded to the really difficult inquires was soon dissipated as she continued. The questions became worse and even more intimate. How often do you masturbate? What sex toys do you use during masturbation? What are your favorite toys to use in your ass? She began to question what kind of company she would be working for? Why were they asking these types of questions? Did they want to ensure employees wouldn't be playing at their desks instead of working? She started to protest to the doctor, but he was quite intuitive and seemed to know exactly what she was going to say and stopped her short. He explained the questions were a "bit unconventional," but Belgian Insurance was a very unconventional company to work for. In order to grow they sought people willing to do more than required. "They have conducted extensive research on their best employees and found a common thread that they were all somewhat adventurous in their sexuality. If you feel uncomfortable completing the forms, we can terminate your appointment now and you can look for employment elsewhere." Her mind was reeling as she took a moment to contemplate. The interview had been optimistic and they had sent her for the pre-employment exam. She had been seeking employment since the layoff and this was the first encouraging opportunity she had encountered. What choice did she have, but to continue? She looked up at the doctor, smiled and said, "I'm fine with everything!" Liar, liar, pants on fire, she silently thought to herself. "You may find my exams a bit unconventional as well so anytime you feel uncomfortable during the exam just let me know." He was quite aware the company had already performed a background check and wanted to hire her immediately based on the outcome of the exam. He wanted to put her a bit at ease, but had every intention of completing the entire examination even if she became difficult. She continued answering the questions knowing he was watching her and desperately trying not to blush and keep a steady hand. She hurriedly finished, signed off on each form then handed the clipboard back to the doctor.

She just wanted to get this over with. Minutes felt like hours as he reviewed her responses. He then commenced asking her even more detailed and embarrassing questions. Again, she wondered if this was really the kind of company she wanted to work for. Her job choices were limited and everyone she had met during the interviews seemed truly happy and excited with their positions. Could this screening possibly make any sense? Dr. Pat announced it was time to proceed to the exam room. Upon entering it looked simple enough. Typical exam room, except for one difference, there was a gynecologist exam chair. She found this very strange, as employment physicals usually do not require a pelvic exam. Dr. Pat handed her an exam gown and said she could leave her bra and panties on if she felt more comfortable. She breathed an inner sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't be completely disrobed. She asked to use the bathroom. The doctor denied her request stating he would need a urine sample later then left the room for a few minutes. He returned to find her sitting on the exam table and the physical commenced with the typical procedures blood pressure, checking her ears, eyes, nose and throat. She started to feel more at ease. Then he requested she step on the scale to record her weight. He flipped the measure bar over to record her height and noted her posture was slumping. She felt light swat on her butt as he told her to stand tall so he could get the correct measurement. It wasn't anything more than a swat for a two-year-old, but took her completely by surprise. "You've been through this before and I shouldn't have to instruct you in everything", he barked. So much for starting to feel comfortable. He instructed her to sit on the exam table. He examined her feet and legs, tapped her knees with a rubber hammer to test reflexes. She watched as he picked up the thermometer and she opened her mouth. He just chuckled, curled his lips into a little smile and said, “If you knew where this has been, you wouldn't want it in your mouth. Now turn over and lay on your tummy." Having learned from his little swat, she kept her mouth tightly closed and complied with his request. She felt him pull the gown above her bottom and pulled her panties down just enough to expose he bare bottom. He pushed her legs apart and then parted the cheeks of her buttocks. She felt the cool air against her exposed skin and wanted desperately to turn over and escape. She couldn't see, but became aware he was teasing her anus. She couldn't help, but contract her muscles at the uninvited touch. "Just relax," he said softly. She felt an object moving up and down her crack each time getting closer and closer to her anus. He then stared to scrape it around the edges and noted she flinched at the first touch. He suspected he would encounter a challenging patient to deal with. He continued poking around the edges of her rosebud pushing the tip inside then removing it. She felt something cold and winced a bit guessing he had applied KY jelly to her anus. He worked it around and inside for what seemed like an eternity before she felt the cold bulbous end of the thermometer being inserted. Knowing rectal temps take longer to record, he moved the thermometer in and out and twirled it as he waited. The longer he took the more nervous she became. He finally removed the hated thermometer and stated she had a slight temp. He picked up a large Q Tip and worked it around her anus then inserted it into her rectum to remove any excess KY. He inserted the Q Tip into her anus and pulled her panties back up. Then he said "Well now, I'm finished back there-for now.” Her heart sank. Dr. Pat instructed her to sit on the exam table. As she sat down she could feel the Q Tip in her ass. He untied her gown in the back and it fell onto her lap. She was grateful she had been allowed to keep her bra on. The doctor asked her to breathe deeply as he checked her lungs. The cold stethoscope against her bare skin made he wince momentarily. He placed the scope on various places on her back as she continued to breathe. Without notice and sure deftness, he unhooked her bra and pulled it off her arms letting it fall on top of the gown. She was beginning to feel more and more exposed. The doctor placed the scope on her chest below her breasts.

She was quite startled when he pinched one of her nipples. He barked, “I asked you to breathe deeply as I checked your lungs. Can’t you follow simple directions?” She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry. I assumed you were finished checking my lungs.” He chastised her again, “We have a lot more to accomplish and it’s late. Follow my instructions!” He continued with the stethoscope checking all around her breasts. He then asked her to put one arm in the air and started to massage her breast from all sides. He inspected her areola and nipple very closely, pinching the nipple in a more medical like manner now. He then did the same to the other breast and nipple. Then he took out an instrument she had never seen before. It looked similar to a ruler, but with a sliding piece to measure with. He measured her areola and nipple diameters. Then he measured the height of her nipple with a little wire that stuck out the end and recorded the information on the chart. Next he took out two rubber yellow tubes that were closed on one end, pinched them and placed one on each nipple. She could feel the nipple being sucked into the tube. “Does that hurt?” “No,” she replied, “just a little uncomfortable.” With that he squeezed the tubes flatter and placed them back her onto her nipples. The pain intensified a bit. Dr. Pat then asked her to lie back on the table. He proceeded to massage her stomach working his way down to her panties. He pressed deeply on each side of her thighs. She requested permission to use the bathroom, but he told her she would have to wait a little longer. He worked his fingers under the edge of her panties pressing and massaging. He slipped her hands under the upper edge and proceeded to pull her panties down. When she made no effort to assist, she felt the sharp sting of his hand against her bare thigh. She quickly lifted her butt, not wanting to get rebuffed again. Now she was totally nude, lying on the table with the yellow tubes on her nipples. Her mind was reeling. This exam was nothing like she had ever endured before. Did she dare say anything or just leave? With no one else in the office to verify her reasons for leaving, the doctor could simply tell the insurance company she had refused to cooperate. She choose to remain silent. The doctor asked her to get up from the table. He moved her arms in all positions and asked her to bend over and touch her toes and hold the position. As she was bent over he walked beside her and massaged her breasts. Then he walked behind her and spread open her ass worked the Q Tip around. She felt very exposed. He told her that was enough and to have a seat in the other chair and put her feet in the stirrups. He pulled up a small stool on wheels and illuminated the exam light. From beside the table he slid out a pail of water and started to ring out a washcloth. He laid the washcloth on her mound. It was very warm and felt good. After just a few minutes he got out a can of shaving cream and started to lather up the area around her labia. At this she protested, “I have had exams before and never have I had to be shaved!” Without notice, she felt the sharp sting of his hand against her bare ass. “I will conduct the exam, young miss, and you will cooperate. I need to shave the area around your labia and anus. I don’t want any interference with the instruments I need to use. If it really bothers you we can end the exam now.” His tone was a bit sarcastic, as he knew the employment position she was in. She relented and laid back now expecting the worse. He shaved her very carefully up to the top of her labia and around her anus. As he did so he dipped the razor in the pail of water. If she weren’t nervous about being cut it would have felt good. Then he cleaned her up with a washcloth and dried her off. The air was cool on her moist crotch.

He stood up and got out the measuring tool again. He pulled one of the yellow tubes off her nipple roughly. She could see her nipple was much bigger and puffier. Again he measured the diameter of her nipple and areola and the height of her nipple. After he was done with this one he put the yellow tube back on and proceeded to measure the other. When he was finished, he clipped an object that looked similar to a clothespin enclosing her nipple in the little hole. He then removed the other yellow tube and did the same to the other nipple tying the clamps together. She found the clamps quite uncomfortable, but remained silent fearing to arouse his displeasure. Seated on the stool again, the doctor begin to inspect the around her labia inside and out. He pulled out a small cup and told her to carefully give him a urine sample. She had been in desperate need of using the bathroom and when she relaxed a torrent released, most of it missing the cup. He swatted her thigh and told her to stop. His fingers and the cup were dripping. He stood up, cleaned up the mess she had made and washed his hands. Then he pulled out a long slender tube dangling in front of her face. She protested, “I can do it carefully, I just had to go so bad.” “You had your chance,” he barked. He proceeded to clip to her labia on each side and then taped them to the inside of her legs thus exposing her vaginal opening. After applying KY jelly she felt the catheter being inserted into her urethra. As he continued to push the tube deeper he instructed her to push like she was peeing. A moan escaped her lips as she obeyed and felt the dreaded catheter slide deeper and deeper within. He held the catheter over a beaker, released the clamp and she immediately felt the relief. Satisfied that her bladder had been emptied, he clamped the catheter. “There now, that was much cleaner. Due to your unacceptable behavior, I really should leave this in, but unfortunately it would only hamper the remainder of your exam.” She felt the sharp pain as he placed two additional clips higher on her labia. She felt the sticky tape being applied to her inner thighs. Using a small pointed instrument he commenced to examine her clitoris, exploring as he carefully watched her expressions being careful to note the very sensitive portions. He took out a small syringe type tool and placed it over her clit drawing it up inside the syringe just a little. He then pulled the exam light closer, lubed a plastic spreader and inserted it into her vagina carefully inspecting. He massaged the top of her vagina and G spot carefully watching for any reactions. “Does that feel good?” Do you ever play with this yourself?” She felt the raging blush rising in her face and could not find the courage to respond. "I think you like your G Spot massaged" he said, and he was right! He retrieved a very large speculum from the supply drawer, applied the KY Jelly and carefully inserted it, rotating the instrument as he pushed deeper within. She could feel him open it up and could tell it was larger then anything that had been in there before. She felt him scrape her cervix and prayed desperately this exam would end soon. He then got out a long rod with a ball on the end and started to probe around inside. She could felt the pressure intensify on her cervix. He released the speculum and she assumed he was finished. He rotated it again, opening her sideways this time, again inspecting inside and probing inside her. He inserted his finger rubbing her G spot again. She struggled to keep her reactions to a minimum. Was he really performing a medical exam or was he teasing her on purpose. After a few minutes of this her removed the speculum and set it aside. He released the syringe on her clit and it felt much larger than it had been before. He rolled and massaged it between his fingers. It was very sensitive and she wasn’t ready for that much direct stimulation. He continued to rub it and it started feeling better. She just closed her eyes and tried to relax. She feared if he continued she would have an orgasm right there in the chair. He relentlessly continued to rub and slipped a finger into her vagina rubbing her G spot. Just as she was close to an orgasm, he stopped, reached up and released the clamps on her nipples. There was a sharp pain as the blood rushed back into her nipples and she bolted up straight. Instinctively she reached up in an effort to cover her breasts and felt how hard her nipples had become. Again she closed her eyes as she attempted to massage the pain away. As her nipples relaxed she put her hands by her side and opened her eyes. The doctor had been watching her and just smiled. He said, “There may be time for more of that later if you pass the rest of your physical.” She was so embarrassed lying there on the verge of an orgasm in front of this very strange doctor.

She wanted to cover herself up completely, but there was nothing there. “Let’s get you into position so we can proceed with your exam,” was all he said. “This is a special exam chair so just keep your feet in the stirrups and relax.” She suddenly felt the chair tilting backwards until her ass was positioned higher and even more exposed. She heard the snap as he donned a latex glove and watched horrified as he applied KY to his gloved fingers. In her present position, she was unable to observe all his actions, but immediately felt the pressure against her anal portal. Instead of entering to perform the usual rectal exam, she felt him pressing, circling, and teasing. Without notice she felt his digit pass through her sphincter. He continued with a cursory internal exam then proceeded to insert an additional digit pressing deeper inside her rectum. She then felt a third digit enter her and the pressure became more intense as he probed deeper. She felt his other hand pressing and exploring her abdomen as his digital exam continued. “You previously mentioned that you have always been healthy, but have you ever experienced any abdominal pain, discomfort, distention,” he asked? She was quick to reply in the negative and suddenly felt the sting of his hand on her bare bottom. “When I ask you a question, I expect an honest answer.” She noted he had emphasized the word “expect.” Once again she replied in the negative explaining she always felt very good experiencing no physical problems. “Well, then, this portion of the exam is complete,” was his only reply as he withdrew his digits from her rectum. She was quite pleased that he had accepted her explanation and relieved the exam was finally over. “This may feel a bit chilly.” She had been so occupied with her own thoughts and getting out of his office, she had not observed his movements. She felt a pressure against her anus, but couldn’t identify the object as it slipped in through the portal. As the cool liquid began to fill her rectal chamber, she winced. Dr. Pat instructed her to relax. “This is just a Fleet enema,” he explained, “but you will have to retain it for several minutes. While you do, I want some honest answers this time. Do you think I am an amateur physician? I have examined you inside and out and it’s obvious you have a severe constipation problem.” The tone of his voice and his demeanor made it quite clear that no more false answers would be tolerated. The passing minutes seemed like hours as Dr. Pat continued to probe for answers and the hated enema begin to work inside of her. When the doctor was satisfied he she had responded to all his inquires, he removed the tape from her thighs, removed the clamps and allowed her permission to use the bathroom. She returned in a few minutes fully expecting to get dressed and leave, but he instructed her to stand next to the exam table. He then left the room and returned momentarily rolling an IV stand across the room over to where she stood. She turned to get a better look and saw he had suspended a large red enema bag filled to capacity. Her eyes followed the hose to the nozzle and her heart began pounding. She desperately wanted to run, but found no courage to do so. He walked to the supply drawer and returned with a very long, slender red tube, which he promptly slid over the enema nozzle. “Do you know what this is?” he asked. She shook her head no. “It’s a colon tube, an excellent tool for administering a very high enema.” He instructed her to lean forward resting her head and chest on the exam table. “Now spread them wide!” When she failed to respond, she felt the sting of his hand across her bare cheek. “There’s much more of that to come if you don’t cooperate. Now spread them!” She obeyed placing her feet as wide apart as she possibly could. Once again she felt his hand sharply impact with her the bare skin of her bottom. “Reach back and spread your ass!” She did as instructed and he was pleased to note the tears of humiliation filling her eyes. With her head turned and laying on the exam table, she could observe as he applied KY to the tube. Her heart continued to pound so hard within her chest she felt as though it would burst.

She felt the tube pressing against her sphincter and she instinctively tightened. Once again she felt his hand smack her ass. She felt the pressure of the colon tube once again pressing against her rosebud and struggled to relax fearing his displeasure. Having successfully passed through her portal, she felt the doctor push the tube a little deeper then pull it back. He continued in this manner pushing the tube a little deeper and pulling it back slowly at first then faster and faster. Within minutes she felt every anal nerve was on fire and she was on the verge of begging him to give her the enema just to get it over with. Then she felt one final plunge of the tube deep within her rectum and there it remained. Her felt heart skipped a beat as she heard the click of the clamp being released and tensed in anticipation of the enema solution entering her rectum. Dr. Pat allowed the enema to flow a bit then proceeded to coax the colon tube deeper into her rectum. She moaned as the tube rounded the inner bend then felt him push it higher and deeper into her colon. He watched as the enema bag deflated and her belly became more and more distended. Relentlessly he continued shoving the tube deeper until satisfied with the insertion then proceeded to open the flow to capacity and allowed the enema to run freely. She begged him to stop, complaining that she couldn’t possibly take in any more of the enema. Once again he soundly applied his hand to her backside bringing more tears to her eyes. “An enema will do you no good inside the bag,” was all he said. She felt his hands on her distended abdomen, pressing as if to determine what capacity her had left. She moaned again begging him to stop the flow. She felt his hand slip down to her labia, his fingers probing the folds, into her vaginal canal and ultimately stroking her clit. He bent down and whispered in her ear, “There’s just a little more you have to take in then it will be all over.” As he continued to stroke, he grasped the colon tube and begin to push and pull the tube as the enema continued to flow into her colon creating waves deep within. She bit her lip in an effort not to cry out and willed her body to be still against his strokes and ministrations. Once again she felt his hand pressing her distended belly and gratefully heard him say the bag was empty. She felt him pulling the colon tube from within and the enema water cascading downward as the tube excited her body. Her hands clenched into fists as she struggled to hold the enema praying she would make it to the bathroom in time. Gratefully she accepted his permission to use the bathroom. As she expelled the enema, her thoughts turned toward her feelings towards Dr. Pat. Damn him for probing into her “health” issues, exposing and humiliating her this way! When this was all over, she vowed never to return to his office again ever! When she finally returned to the exam room, she headed straight for the changing room to dress and leave Dr. Pat’s office as quickly as possible thankful this exam was finally over. Dr. Pat caught her arm, spun her around and asked, “Where do you think you’re going?” He promptly smacked her ass as he pointed her in the direction of the exam chair and instructed her to wait there. She watched as he open the supply cabinet, returned and held an amber colored object up in front of her. Do you know what this is?” She shook her head no. “This is a double balloon barium catheter used to administer barium enemas for lower GI x-ray series. It’s also very good for high volume, hot soapy retention enemas for patients who have not been taking proper care of themselves.” Barb couldn’t believe it. She hadn’t had an enema for years and now she was faced with getting a third enema in one day. She watched again as Dr. Pat returned to the supply cabinet, opened the lower door and removed a small wrapped object. He turned to walk towards her with a devious smile on his face.

His only remark was that she stand still and not move. He opened the package and displayed a pair of very skimpy V shaped panties with a very large opening in the portion that would cover her backside. He instructed her to put them on. He watched with great pleasure as she bent down to comply with his request. She slipped them up her legs, over her thighs and as she continued pulling them up to her waist, she felt something hard and cold push against her labia. She quickly turned to Dr. Pat with a very puzzled look on her face. He said nothing but simply reached down inside the panties to make some adjustments and attach the remote control he had been holding. He turned it on and Barb quickly discovered it was a small vibrator. Dr. Pat instructed her to position it so it was directly on her clitoris. This was the very last straw! This humiliating exam had gone on long enough. Barb reached down to begin removing the panties raging that she was leaving immediately. Dr. Pat placed both hands on her shoulders pushing her backwards into the exam chair. “You are going nowhere until I’ve completed the entire exam.” He deftly lowered the back, placed her feet into the stirrups and spread them wide. He quickly attached restraints around her legs. She found this not only uncomfortable but quite humiliating lying there naked and spread eagled not knowing what would come next or how long this would last. His tone was harsh as he explained, “During this part of the exam you may feel uncomfortable. I will give you the control and if you feel cramps during your enema or the need to expel, turn it on until the feeling passes. You must not reach an orgasm or we will have to start all over and that will mean a delay of at least 30 minutes. I will be frequently checking your nipples to see if you are nearing an orgasm.” He went over to the sink and she could see him filling a large enema bag with water. He reached for the container of Castile soap but opted to open a small bottle which he poured directly into the bag. He suspended the bag on the IV stand and rolled it next to Barb. Then he sat on the stool, picked up the balloon catheter, liberally coated it with KY jelly and set it aside. The special panties she wore allowed him ample access to her lube her ass and he did so probing in and out with his fingers, twisting and turning them around within her rectum. She briefly looked at him and noted he seemed to be enjoying this far too much. With her ass well lubed, Dr. Pat picked up the catheter and pushed the inner balloon through her waiting portal. Barb couldn’t see what he was doing, but she felt something expanding inside her rectum as the doctor pumped up the inner balloon. When he inflated the outer balloon, she could feel her rectum squeezed tightly. Dr. Pat then reached up and released the clamp allowing the water to flow inside her. She felt her abdominal muscles contract as the rush of hot water cascaded against the inner walls of her rectum. Within moments she was pleading Dr. Pat to stop the enema. He only explained she felt fuller due to the expanded catheter balloon within. As the bag deflated, he stood by her side and massaging her stomach. She desperately tried to relax, but was feeling fuller than she ever had before. As the doctor massaged and pushed on her abdomen, she could feel the cramps starting. They were mild at first and she could handle but as they became more intense she begged the doctor to cease the enema. He instructed her to use the vibrator but she refused. His only response was to slap her bare thigh but thankfully he momentarily stopped the enema flow. “Belgium Insurance wants employees who are uninhibited and open to exploring and expanding their sexual awareness. If you refuse to do this and complete your enema, then I will assist you!” Once again she felt his displeasure against her bare skin. As Dr. Pat resumed the enema flow, reluctantly she started the vibrator very slowly at first. She closed her eyes and began to enjoy the sensations of cramps in her colon and stimulation on her clitoris. She felt the cramps subsiding after less than a minute. The doctor reached over and turned off the vibrator and she opened her eyes. The doctor told her “Save that for when you really need it. Feel your nipples and you’ll see what I mean.” She reached up and felt her nipples. They were as hard as she had ever felt them.

When the bag was finally empty , Dr. Pat made her retain the enema for what felt like an enternity. She used the vibrator several times to keep the cramps from being unbearable. Finally he told her, “That should be long enough. Lets go expel this one.” He unstrapped her legs and helped her up. Her knees felt unsteady and began to buckle as she rose. He stood her in front of the mirror and she exclaimed, “I look pregnant.” “It’s no wonder. You are holding almost a gallon of water. I also added a little something to the enema to help you relax during the rest of the exam. You might feel a little light headed.” He walked with her to the bathroom. Standing was causing her to want to expel the enema even more. This time she was grateful the hated balloon were sealing her ass tightly. The doctor helped her into the bathroom and as he released the balloons he turned the vibrator on high. The catheter emerged with a gush and combined with the stimulation on her clitoris she was immediately close to an orgasm when he turned it off. She sat there a few minutes while he stood beside her. Each time she expelled the water he would turn on the vibrator watching her reactions very carefully and turned it off if she got too close to an orgasm. After expelling the enema, he told her to clean herself up and return to the exam room. She had been so close to an orgasm her legs left like rubber refusing to cooperate. All she had to do was slide the switch up a little and she would be there. Surely there is no way the doctor could tell if she had an orgasm, could he? She closed her eyes and slid the switch on low. Just as she was starting to cum he swung the door open. “You don’t learn very well, do you? I was almost done with your rectal exam, but you just earned yourself an analscope and a rectal speculum exam. Clean yourself up and get into the exam room NOW!” Barb sheepishly returned into the exam fearing what was next and regretting her actions. As she walked past the doctor, he swatted her on the ass hard and told her to get on the exam table doggie style. He instructed she put her knees on the very edge of the table. He positioned the light and pulled up a tray of instruments. She watched as he picked up a clear tube, lubed it up and pushed it into her bottom. It wasn’t large and he didn’t leave it in very long. Then he picked up a speculum, lubed it then inserted it slowly twisting it as he inserted it deeper. He then opened it up and her rectum felt like it was being stretched into the Grand Canyon. She moaned and whimpered but he made no response. He reached over and turned the vibrator on low. Then he inserted a shiny rod to massage the sides of her rectum. The longer the vibrator ran the better the sensations in her ass felt. She started to rock back and forth as he stroked the inside of rectal walls and her anus. He warned her not to get off. She responded, “You’d better stop now or I won’t be able to control myself.” Her mind wandered momentarily at the idea she might enjoy something in her ass. Her old boyfriend had wanted to try anal sex, but she refused thinking it was dirty and disgusting. The doctor turned off the vibrator and released the tension of the speculum. As he slid it out, he replaced it with a large butt plug. Even though it was large it felt much better than the speculum. He instructed her to get up and sit back on the table with her feet in the stirrups. He removed the vibrator panties and she was secretly sad to see it go. By this point Barb had been close to an orgasm more times than she could count. Dr. Pat told Barb “Now I want you to show me how you masturbate. Here is a selection of toys and you can take your choice.” Barb just shook her head and said, “No, I can’t. This is too much. I can’t do this in front of you.” The doctor explained, “During our initial meeting I told you Belgian has a very unique hiring policy. The employees that are comfortable with their sexuality are the best and happiest employees. There is not much more to the exam. You must demonstrate you can have multiple orgasms. I will let you get off yourself showing me what you like and I will help you with the second time. You can leave now if you like, but don’t bother to report for work.” Barb and gone this far and she was about to explode. She looked over the table and picked up a sleek vibrator that resembled a dildo. Dr. Pat took his position on the stool between her legs. She closed her eyes and begin to explore between the folds of her labia. It oscillated back and forth bringing sensations she had never experienced before. As she got close to orgasm, she slipped the dildo into her vaginal canal and worked it slowly in and out.

She was getting close fast. When Dr. Pat observed her nipples becoming very hard, he slipped the butt plug out and inserted a finger into her anus. He slowly worked it, moved it around and it became more than she could take. She exploded into the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Her legs shook and her whole body tensed as wave after wave took complete control. After a few minutes she was completely relaxed and the doctor removed his digits and laid the vibrator on the table. He stood beside her for a few minutes massaging her breasts and stomach. He asked her; “Are you ready to cum again?” She responded, “I don’t think I can. I am completely drained.” He explained he would assist and proceeded to stroke and massage her clitoris. He picked up the small speculum and inserted it in her rectum. He then picked up a small instrument and placed it on her clitoris. He then took out the syringe tool he used earlier on her clitoris and sucked it inside. It was still very sensitive and at first it hurt. He inserted two fingers inside her vagina and started to rub her G spot. He told her he found three places that he could stimulate to an orgasm. He then used the rod to rub the insides of her rectum. It felt great and she laid back and closed her eyes. He continued rubbing her G spot and anus until her back began to arch and her hips thrust controllably. When her nipples were rock hard, he pulled off the syringe, rolled her clitoris between his fingers and she felt an intense explosion deep within. She was completely spent and couldn’t move. She felt him remove the speculum from her anus and lifted her feet out of the stirrups. Then he covered her with a gown and congratulated her on passing the exam. “You can report for work first thing tomorrow morning” Dr. Pat said as he walked out of the room and closed the door. It took a few minutes for her to recover. She didn’t know how long she sat in the exam chair as her heart rate returned to normal. After dressing, she walked down the hall and saw Dr. Pat sitting at his desk. She couldn’t face him so just continued walking. She heard him say goodnight as she walked past. It was dark as she got into her car. How long had she been in there? As she drove home thoughts were racing through her mind. She had never had an experience close to this! She continued the drive home in a daze and literally fell into bed. All too soon her alarm clock was ringing. Did yesterday’s events really happen or was it just a dream? Was she really supposed to start work today at Belgium Insurance? Even though she was in a euphoric state, she was sure the perverted doctor had told her she had the job. If even there was a chance she had the job she better get going. Barb arrived at the office and went directly to the HR Department where crazy day began yesterday. Before she could announce herself to the receptionist the young lady said, "You must be Barb. We have been expecting you." She escorted her into the office of the HR director she had interviewed with yesterday. She was warmly greeted and welcomed on board with Belgian. The mature lady explained all about each paper that had to be filled out. It was a large stack with health insurance and 401k information. It took her 30 minutes to complete all the forms. Together they proceeded to tour the building. The HR director showed Barb where all the departments were located, how to use copy and fax machines and explained the payroll and health insurance. Soon it was time for lunch and they went to the cafeteria. It looked like a great place to work. Everyone was so friendly and seemed genuinely happy. They had a light lunch while they chatted like old friends. "Before I show you your work area and introduce you to your supervisor, let's see if the president has a few minutes to meet with you. He is quite friendly,” Ms. Caplan explained. They took the elevator to the top floor and entered a very spacious office with a breathtaking view. The president was on the phone with his back to them. When he finished his call he spun around. When Barb saw him she dropped the cup of iced tea she was carrying. Ms. Caplan laughed at the incident and said, "Oh, I didn't realize you met Pat already. Did he pull that employment physical stunt on you? Don't be embarrassed; all the ladies here have been examined and if you look around, we hire only ladies. You will learn to look forward to it." Pat shook Barb’s hand and said, "How are you today. I trust you slept well since we last met." Barb just looked at his hand mesmerized. The hand that had touched her most intimate places. She found herself in shock and unable to speak. She was so excited about her new position earlier but now didn't think she could see Pat at the office and not hide in a corner. Worse was others were aware of the physical exam. Did everyone have to endure the same thing? As Ms. Caplan started to escort her out Pat said, "Barb is going to do well here. If she works as hard as she plays, she will be a manager in no time. I'll put the video of her exam on the network this afternoon."