I knew it would be a special evening when I got a call from "Dr. Dick's" office confirming my appointment for that evening at 6:00. You see, there is no "Dr. Dick" only my husband Richard, a computer software engineer with a soft spot for examining a female's bottom parts.

Although we had been married 4 years, he had never uttered a word about it. Until the day I came home and he was masturbating in the bedroom with a medical textbook - Basic Gynecology. We had a long talk, and I finally agreed that I would be his patient- but only once!

And tonight was the night. I wondered what he had planned.

I approached the front door of the house and he opened it as I approached.

"Miss Jones, come right in." He ushered me into the living room. "Before you go back to see the doctor, let me start by taking a rectal temp. Just slide down your hosiery and bend over this table. Use your arms to brace yourself." He gestured toward the long table in front of the window. The blinds were open.

I slid my panties and hosiery down and positioned myself as he instructed. I looked out the window and saw my neighbor out walking her dog. She waved and I waved back. I wonder what she could see. Richard came up behind me and knelt down in the floor. He separated my butt cheeks and I felt a gloved finger smear KY all around my anus, then I drew in my breath as he slid one slick finger up my rectum and rotated it. It has started feeling good when he slid it out and instead began to slowly insert a cold glass thermometer inside me. He placed his finger on the end and held it in place.

He left it in an inordinate amount of time. Finally he slid it halfway out, twirled it until I moaned, then shoved it back in for a few minutes before removing it.

"Normal. You can pull your clothing up. The doctor will be ready to see you in a few minutes."

I pulled my hosiery back up and in place. I didn't have any tissues to wipe myself with, so I had to leave the thick lubricant on my bottom. It felt uncomfortable. Which I guess ended up being the key word for the entire evening. I sat on the sofa and waited.

"Okay, you can go back to exam three." He led me into our dining room, which I would never have recognized. The table was draped with white sheets, and only three chairs in a row at one end. The bamboo screen from our bedroom sat at one end. There was something white draped over the top. The cheval floor mirror was to one side of the table. The laundry cart was sitting on the other side.

"You can change behind the screen. Please remove all your clothing and put on the gown so that it opens to the top in front and the bottom in back. Then take a seat in the exam table."

Actually it was an XL white t-shirt he had cut up. But I did as he requested. My breasts spilled out of the opening in the front, as my bare ass shown from behind. It was slit almost up to my waist. He walked over and took a photo of me sitting on the side of the table. He exposed my chest and began to examine my breasts, both at the same time. He pinched my nipples and twisted them until I moaned. Then he placed nipple clamps on my hard and sore nipples.

"Lie down and lay on your side. I need to administer a series of enemas before I begin your exam."

Series? I did as I was told. I was rewarded with more fingers up my ass, then the sharp pokey end of an ice cold Fleet's enema. He removed the nozzle after he shot the rest of the solution up my ass, then replaced the nozzle with his thumb. I lay there cramping until he allowed me to go to the tiny powder room and relieve myself.

When I came back, there was a red enema back hanging from the laundry cart, bulging with the tube sticking back in the bag.

"Lie down and put your legs up on the stirrups." I figured that he meant the chairs placed facing away from the table. He helped me position my legs so that they were supported by the top rung, with a folded towel placed under my knees for added padding. He sat down in the chair directly in front of my cunt.

"I need to catheterize you first. This will sting a bit." He wiped my entire pubis area with a stinging medicinal wipe, then began to thread the tubing into my urethra. I felt crushing, burning and stinging, as it was inserted and the bulb inflated. I heard the stream of urine as it began to run into a bag he taped to my thigh. He helped me out of the stirrups and placed me on my hands and knees on the table. He wheeled over the laundry cart and removed the tube from the top of the bag. It was a large douche nozzle. He lubricated the nozzle, then me, as he shoved two then three fingers into my ass, in and out. Then he slipped the nozzle inside of me and I heard the click as I felt the water enter me. He held the nozzle in as every drop filled me. I held it for at least 15 minutes. He helped me down and gave me privacy in the bathroom.

This time, he put me in the stirrups again and explained that he would be sing an inflatable nozzle this time, so that I could hold the 4 quart enema he had prepared for me.

I felt the greasy nozzle make it's way up my behind, then puff, puff, puff, he filled it up. Then the outside balloon was inflated. I was then filled as the water made it's way inside me. He began to examine my labia and put one finger up my vagina. I was so full from the catheter and the retention nozzle he could barely get one finger inside. He slowly stroked that finger in and out of me as I lay there and held the enormous enema. This time, he removed the nozzle inthe bathroom after letting out all the air.

Once more I was helped in the stirrups. He moved the mirror so I could watch. He began to examine me again, and this time he pulled a bit on the catheter. I moaned each time. Then he began to examine my vagina again, filling me with 4 fingers before inserting a speculum. He started examining my rectum with the other hand. He removed the speculum and replaced it with a huge vibrating dildo. He then devoted his full attention to my ass. He placed one, then two, then three fingers up my ass before removing them, then inserting three cold suppositories into me. He shoved a fat butt plug up my ass to keep the suppositories in place. Then he removed the dildo from my vagina and began to examine me again. He inserted almost his entire fist before playing with my clit with the vibrator. About three minutes of that, and I began to feel an enormous orgasm build. He increased his tempo and started tugging on the catheter. I couldn't stop, I was going to cum. I almost screamed as I felt the waves wash over my body again and again as I shuddered in ecstasy.

He removed his fingers from my vagina, then unthreaded the catheter. He left the butt plug in place. "I'd like for you to take a relaxing bath, then I'll send your husband in. Let the butt plug inserted."

I was clean and feeling much better, dozing lightly on top of the covers. I had dressed in a black nightgown. He woke me by pinching my nipples.

"The doctor wants me to fuck you in the ass. But he said you needed a spanking for having an orgasm." I woke quickly as he pulled me across his lap and spanked my ass red with a leather belt. Then he ordered me to kneel on the edge of the bed. He slowly wedged the butt plug from my ass and I heard him putting lubricant on something. Then I felt the head of his penis against my sore rectum and he pushed. I pushed back and the head then the rest of his penis slid inside my rectum. I could tell I was going to come immediately, which I did. He then gave me the pounding of my life.

Later, as we lay in bed eating delivery pizza and watching the video he'd made of the entire exam (!!!), he kissed me and told me that I needed to see the doctor again in about a month.

I can't wait.