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Deansgate Medical Centre

Sexual Health & Genitourinary Medicine

Gynaecological Health Unit

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I had been having some issues which had caused some problems in the bedroom with my husband. Like many women in their mid 30’s I had an issue downstairs, I was suffering with vaginal dryness. Having been examined by Dr Jenkins at our local practice he referred me to the Deansgate Clinic.

My appointment was on a Tuesday, but unfortunately in the middle of July. With my husband at work and lots of family friends away on holiday, I didn’t want to drag my 15 year old daughter Chelsea along with me, but I didn’t have much choice.

We arrived at the hospital for the 2pm appointment at 1:45, we parked in the multi-storey car park, and we walked through to the accident and emergency department, by now Chelsea was asking me what was wrong with me. Why we at the hospital?

As we walked along the corridor, we followed the signs to the Deansgate Medical Centre, a single storey grey bricked building just to the rear of the day surgery unit.

The building was very bleak, very tired, cracked blue paint on the sign above the doors, metal window frames with white flaking paint, with lots of frosted glass windows.

As we entered the centre, there was a warm dusty smell; they obviously didn’t have air-conditioning when the building was designed. A beech coloured wood reception desk was just in front of the doorway. Sat behind the desk was a woman in a light blue tunic with dark blue trousers about 40 with blonde shoulder length hair. I quickly look took out the appointment letter from my handbag and approached the desk with Chelsea.

Receptionist: Hi.

Tina: I have a 2pm appointment with Dr Fiona Smith?

Receptionist: Oh right, okay can I take your name?

Tina: Yes, it’s Tina Davis.

Receptionist: If you would like to go round to our waiting area, your name will appear on screen with a room number when the doctor is ready to see you.

As we went through to the waiting area, I remember leading Chelsea over to the chairs in the corner. By now I was quite nervous; I could see Chelsea gazing around the room. There were some teenage girls sat with their mothers, and some women sat on their own. I couldn’t help but notice some of the girls sat with their mothers were about the same age as Chelsea.

Why we here asked Chelsea? I quickly explained, as best I could. That the building was a special part of the hospital where they see girls and women only, to which only made me get more questions from a curious Chelsea. Soon enough I was explaining what goes on there, to Chelsea.

As we sat, a woman with shoulder length brown hair wearing a white doctor’s jacket with a stethoscope walked over to me and Chelsea.

Doctor: Hi Tina, I am Dr Fiona Smith?

Doctor: I am sorry to keep you waiting.

Tina: Oh that’s alright; I was waiting for my name to come up on the screen.

Doctor: The system is not working.

Tina: Oh okay.

Doctor: Is this your beautiful daughter?

Tina: This is Chelsea.

Doctor: Hi there.

Doctor: Do you want to Chelsea, to come with you?

Tina: Erm... it’s probably best she waits here.

Doctor: Okay, well I won’t keep you too long.

As we went away Chelsea, picked up a magazine of the coffee table in the corner, and I went down the corridor with Dr Smith. By now I had butterflies fluttering in the stomach. As we walked along the sound of the doctors heals were echoing around off the walls of the corridor.

Doctor: So how are you today?

Tina: I am good thank you, yourself?

Doctor: I am okay, been very busy lately. We are taking part in some new government programmes, but the paperwork is endless.

Tina: Oh right.

Doctor: Lots of new proposals, and they’re looking to encourage more patients to seek help, and giving us lots of new training. So I have been very busy.

Tina: Oh okay.

Doctor: So what sort of work do you do?

Tina: I work as PA.

Doctor: Oh okay.

Outside a door in the corridor, the doctor opens the door to the room.

Doctor: This is my office, please do come in.

Inside the small stuffy room is a desk next to a wall with a computer screen on it, and a printer. There’s a large leather chair in front of the beech wood desk and two chairs lined up against the wall. Tina also notices a door in the corner of the room.

Doctor: Please, please take a seat Tina.

Doctor: Let’s pull up your file.

The doctor taps the keyboard, and types and clicks her mouse a few times.

Doctor: Okay (Muttering to herself)

Doctor: Oh Dr Jenkins, he’s a lovely doctor. (Muttering to herself)

Doctor: Okay, I can see the appointment notes.

Doctor: Hmm.

Doctor: Okay Tina, vaginal dryness.

Tina: Yep.

Doctor: Well there quite a few factors that cause vaginal dryness, so stress, not enough foreplay, use of hygiene products, swimming pools and hot tubs, washing powders, breastfeeding or low levels of oestrogen.

Tina: Okay.

Doctor: Now the common cause is stress. Do you get stressed?

Tina: Sometimes.

Doctor: Hmm... Not changed washing detergent?

Tina: No nothing like that.

Doctor: Have you changed hygiene products?

Tina: No I haven’t.

Doctor: Okay, could it simply be not enough foreplay before sex?

Tina: Yeah, I suppose it could be.

Doctor: Hmm... Well luckily that is treatable.

Tina: Oh okay.

Doctor: A few checks and we’ll soon get to the bottom of the matter.

Tina: Oh okay.

Doctor: Now today’s appointment, is somewhat going to be educational. I follow the guidelines of the medical council, but I also believe in giving thorough treatments to such problems, but the medical council have a strict policy. So really I can shed a small amount of light, shall we say on such a problem.

Tina: Oh okay...

Doctor: It’s unfortunate but if you’re happy for me to try some unorthodox methods, shall we say you understand that anything conducted will need to be kept between us, within the confines of the exam room.

Doctor: At this point I must emphasise that there won’t be any sexual contact; quite simply I will only be providing treatment to you.

Tina: Sure.

The doctor looked at her watch, before commencing conversation.

Doctor: Okay, well twenty minutes should be enough time.

Doctor: Rather than explain the treatment in full, would you be happy if we proceeded straight ahead, the results are often more effective if the treatment is conducted in this way.

Tina: Sure okay.

Doctor: Well the room we’ll be using is just through here.

The doctor led me into the adjacent room; the thing that struck me straight away was that it looked more like an operating theatre. There was green vinyl flooring, and white walls, and in the centre was a gynaecological examination chair, it had green upholstered vinyl top, with a metal base, with some pedals. The stirrups appeared to have something straps beneath. Above were some LED medical lamps on metal arms from the ceiling, and next to the chair was a flat screen, looked a like a flat screen monitor on wheels.

At the back of the room behind the table were white medical cabinets, and a grey work surface with cupboards above.

Doctor: Okay follow me.

The doctor led me over to one of those medical screens in the corner; behind the curtain were a plastic chair and a hook on the wall with a flimsy medical gown.

Doctor: Okay Tina, if you would like to remove your clothes for me.

Tina: Sure, everything?

Doctor: Yes, everything, including any jewellery you have on.

I turned facing the chair, I started with my shoes, before unbuttoning my blouse, soon enough I was down to my bra, and then I unbuttoned my jeans at the waist, soon enough my jeans were at my ankles. By now I was a tad nervous; these things get better with age, as I recalled my first exam in my head. I remembered being almost in tears at my first exam. But Dr Smith seemed nice enough I thought.

Folding my jeans up, I placed my blouse and jeans on the chair, I reached behind and unclasped my padded black bra, and placed it on the chair, the chilled cold air immediately took to my bare chest. I swiftly placed my hand under the waistband of my black g-string and slid it to my ankles, in a swift effortless motion, I slipped of both socks off each feet as I freed the g-string from my feet.

I picked up the flimsy white gown off the wall, with its thin material I slipped my arm into the arms of the gown, before tying it from behind. By now I was feeling really nervous and ask I exited from behind the curtain, each footstep put a chill up my spine.

As I exited I looked at the table, there were three medical cabinets which had been wheeled over to the exam table. With large white cloths over the tops of them, and weirdly some other things were in the corner of the room with cloths over them, they must have been wheeled in from somewhere I thought.

Stood next to the table, the doctor was adjusting the LED Halogen blue haze lamps above the gynaecological chair. There was a foot stool at the end of the table, and the doctor had lined the table with blue paper towelling.

Doctor: Okay Tina, if you would like to step over here for me.

The doctor led me over to the bottom of the gynaecological chair.

Doctor: Sorry I should have said you didn’t need to put the gown on.

Tina: Oh erm... I just presumed.

Doctor: That’s okay.

Doctor: Right let’s get you up onto the chair, so let’s pop this gown off.

The doctor undid the ties at the back of the gown, I swiftly freed my arms out of the gown, and I almost felt like I wanted to cover up.

Doctor: Okay, the best way up onto the table is to step up onto the stool here, and turn facing me, and lift yourself between the stirrups and up onto the chair, okay.

As I stepped onto the step the doctor, placed her hand on my shoulder, and said:

Doctor: That’s it, turn for me. Okay then lift yourself up onto the chair.

As I sat down the paper crinkled, the doctor, appeared to look at me, before giving a polite smile. Maybe she had noticed how nervous I was.

Doctor: Okay I am going to adjust the table; you’ll feel the back of the table go down okay Tina?

Tina: Okay.

The table seemed to hydraulically lift, and then I realised my back pushing into the vinyl top of the chair, suddenly I realised I could see the ceiling and then the halogen lights above the chair.

Adjusting the light I then intensively watched as the doctor stepped to the end of the table, suddenly I felt her hand beneath my left calf. The doctor then gently lifted my calf of the chair, and into the padded stirrup followed by doing the same to my right calf.

Ooh what’s that I thought raising my head, suddenly realising the doctor was placing some straps around my calves in the stirrups.

Doctor: Nice and secure, can’t have you falling off.

Suddenly that sound you get when you close a metal filing cabinet, happened from behind me, followed by a weird elastic band stretching sound. Suddenly in the corner of my eye I noticed the doctor stood with some white latex gloves on.

Doctor: Try and relax Tina.

The doctor placed her hands either side of my temple, gently putting my head back onto the chair. A moment went by I guess I sort of daydreamed, I could hear the doctor behind me next to the cabinets. All of a sudden the screen came on my right side; it was from some camera above me. In quite good definition I could see my breasts up close and quite large on the screen.

As I looked at my breasts, I noticed how they appeared slightly sagging now, they still were curvy C cups, but the nipples were darker than when I was younger, my nipples were slightly pointed downward from having breastfed.

Doctor: Okay Tina.

The doctor stood to my left; she introduced the first part of the treatment.

Doctor: Okay, I am going to place some little black plastic pads on you okay.

Suddenly I felt these sticky almost slightly gooey, and she stuck four, two either side of my areola’s on my breasts. Then another two on my abdomen and then another two down below my waist, well on my pubic mound just above my clitoris and then two on the inside of my thighs.

Doctor: Okay, attachments to the pads...

Suddenly I noticed her pressing deeply on my breasts and saw some connectors being attached with wires to them. Oh maybe they’re some monitor things, like when they monitor your heart I thought.

Doctor: Okay Tina, let’s check the sensitivity of those nipples.

As I looked up I saw she had a small plastic bottle with a tube on it, the plastic looked wet, it was then that the doctor lowered the tube over my left nipple, suddenly I felt a few droplets of freezing water dot on left nipple, before I had a chance to grit my teeth some droplets trickled over my right nipple. Arrr! I squealed as the gloved fingers of the doctor, flicked her gloved fingers over the dark pink skin, a slight bump appeared in the centre of the areola as my nipples swelled a little bump.

Suddenly I noticed a flash of metal, then a surge of goose bumps as this sharp pinwheel rolled over each of my breast, moving inwards and back out towards the areola, over the nipple back and forth on each breast and then under each breast back towards the nipples, before rolling directly on each nipple. I had never felt anything so intense. As I arched my head back the doctor stopped, I looked at the monitor, my nipples were stood on end, the last time I had seen my nipples so erect was when I was breastfeeding.

Doctor: I am going to turn on the electro pads on your nipples.

The sensation was like a pulsing sensation, it was like someone squeezing your nipples, and then like a flurry of the pinwheel stinging them with a slight intense flurry of pinch’s that manipulated the nipples.

Doctor: It’s a usual feeling isn’t it?

The doctor, stood with the control box next to the chair, I watched as the lights changed, slowly the sensation changed, it was then that I noticed another sensation a fast but light pulse, but it was on my thighs, as I looked at the screen the picture changed to a camera between my legs. I got a full picture of my vagina, and the ends of thighs, a nerve in my leg twitching as the electro pad pulsed on my thigh.

Doctor: Let’s keep these nipples pert.

Suddenly I saw these two plastic acrylic cylinders on see-through hoses, what is that I thought, then a pulsing humming noise, and the sound of air blowing in and out and then she placed these cylinders on my nipples, they sucked my nipples in and out, raising the nipple and deflating, giving this tugging sensation, but was more intense than a breastfeeding pump.

After a few minutes she took them off, I could see red circles around my nipples, but they were some pointy.

Doctor: Okay, let’s turn on the other pads.

The next thing I felt was my clitoris tingling, it would surge to a build up, that had my legs, almost trying to close, with them locked in the stirrups, I moved my hips almost in anticipation of the last jolt as it flicked my clitoris with an intense surge, as I gripped the paper towelling.

Doctor: Let’s adjust the monitor.

As I looked at the monitor as another jolt manipulated my clitoris, I could see my labia majora were swelling, and the labia minora, was flush with my labia majora, it was almost like looking like it did when I was younger.

Doctor: A bit physiological discharge.

Looking at the monitor, I could see a whitish fluid, near my perineum, by now I knew the doctor had got me to that tipping point.

The sensation of the pads on my clitoris were tipping me to the edge of ecstasy, I placed my head back, and controlled my breathing, the electro pads, started to ease off.

Doctor: Okay time for us to move with some manual stimulation.

I then watched as the doctor strolled off, the sound of the metal cabinet opening and then I watched her as she changed the gloves she was wearing to black latex ones. I wasn’t sure if that was normal or what.

Doctor: Okay Tina.

Wheeling her stool to between the stirrups, I felt the doctors latex cool hands rub my thighs, and then watched as she pulled the cloth cover off one of the metal cabinets, on top was a metal tray. Taking a tube of KY jelly, she popped the plastic cap, and squeezed a blob on her right index and middle fingers on the black latex gloves.

Doctor: This might feel a little cold.

Suddenly I felt this gooey coldness between my legs as her black latex fingers swept up and down my labia, it felt relieving from those pads as it cooled me down.

Watching on the screen, I watched the doctor as the covered my labia at the bottom just above the perineum with gel, suddenly with her index and middle finger, she eased both black latex gloved fingers into my vagina.

Doctor: Okay your very tight, try and relax, take some deep breaths.

Watching on screen the doctor rhythmically eased her fingers in and out, slurry of female cum and gel on her black latex gloved fingers, stimulating me, with her fingers spread in a “V” stretching me open.

Doctor: Okay, I just want to try something.

The doctor stood at the end of the chair, between the stirrups. On the monitor I watched as she arched her fingers upwards, I felt this amazing feeling, she thrust her fingers in and out at an upward angle.

Doctor: Okay, as I thought.

Using a remote, the doctor flicked on the electro box on the stand next to me, the pulsing sensation on my nipples started again, it felt like my nipples were being squeezed and tormented again with sharp needle jabs. Gritting my teeth, I then noticed a powerful motor sound, in the monitor I noticed this white plastic ball, as I looked down at the end of the chair, the doctor had the handle of this gadget, which I later found out was a vibrating wand.

Doctor: Time for you to experience an intense orgasm Tina.

Suddenly I felt the ball right on my clit with flurry of vibrations, all I wanted to was close my legs, but I couldn’t arching my head back, I felt the gloved fingers of the doctor, rhythmically stimulating me.

Doctor: Feeling your G-spot Tina...

Out of no-where, I felt her frig me stimulating me faster and faster, the ball of the wand, pushing on my clitoris, pushing its vibrations on my hard nub, arching her fingers and rubbing my G-spot, rhythmically, my nipples suddenly erect, cupping them with my hands, I felt this uncontrollable surge...

Tina: Ahhh... erm...ahh... yes... yes... yes...

Suddenly a wave rushed over my body, my thighs and legs tensed, my clit went into override, as the wand, pushed and suddenly my g-spot felt like it was going to explode.

Tina: Ahh...yes...Yes...yes... give it to me... fucking yes...

In quick succession, I had two orgasms, and for the first time ever I squirted ejaculate female juices. Nothing felt as good as that moment.

Doctor: Well done, you did really well.

Tina: Yep (grinning)

The doctor un-cuffed the calve restraints, my chest was really red.

Doctor: Just relax, for a few minutes, do you want a cold drink.

Tina: Yes please.

The doctor left the room for a moment, meanwhile I moved feet, only to feel damp power towelling, but anyway. She came back with a cup of water.

Soon enough I was to my feet, and the doctor led me back towards the changing screen in the corner, I never felt so light on my feet.

As I walked, she put her hand on my shoulder and told me how well I done.

Doctor: There you go.

As I gathered my clothes up on the chair, the doctor came over to the screen, she handed me a pantiliner and some feminine wipes. Giving myself a quick wipe, a little bit of juicy, cum and gel seemed from between my legs. I quickly wiped myself clean, picked up my g-string and slipped the panty liner inside, a slipped my feet through the straps, the feeling of the liner was a bit strange. It had been a long time since I used pads.

I quickly got dressed, and took a brush out my handbag, before walking out from behind the screen. The chair had been cleaned by this point and all the equipment put away.

Doctor: Do you want to come through into my office and we’ll have a quick chat.

The doctor led me back into her office, in a caring way she placed her hand on my shoulder and led me over to the chair next to her desk. Sat in her leather chair, she sat and spoke to me about my treatment.

Doctor: Well, how was that!

Tina: That was amazing.

At this point I was still marvelling at the fact I had orgasm and squirted so bad, but slightly embarrassed that the doctor had witnessed it.

Doctor: Well you did really well, and maybe we could do a follow up appointment in a few weeks maybe?

Tina: Yeah that would be lovely.

Doctor: Well I will get a letter out to you in the post in the next few days.

Doctor: You might want to take a slow walk and catch your breath.

The doctor led me back round to the waiting room, it was quite a walk. By now looking very flush, and bit gooey in places, I walked with Chelsea back to the car.

Very much looking forward to my next appointment.