The Doctor arrives with various equipment in his black bag, but as it happens he has to examine you before he can provide a diagnosis.
So according to instruction you have made sure the room temperature is elevated, and you are showered and dried and wearing a long robe over a white thong, with a pair of peep-toe pumps with 3" heels so he can check your ankle and calf strength.
The Doctor sets up his exam table, asks that you be seated on it and checks your vitals: blood pressure, temperature (orally but the reading is off for some reason...)
Then eyes, ears, nasal passages with the lighted handheld scope.
Now he asks that you slip the robe down over your shoulders to allow him to listen to your lungs through your back, after which he reaches inside the robe to listen through your chest wall. This starts to make you nervous but he is careful not to let the cold stethoscope come in contact with your nipples.
Then a manual check of the lymph nodes.
The nodes require that he reaches under your arms under the robe, and the cuff of his starched shirt gently scrapes your nipples as he checks under each of your arms. He lifts each breast and examines it carefully, palpating and gently pushing each one from side to side, stretching the skin and firmly thumbing the nipples as he does this. He explains that it is important that he see the erectile response of each nipple. He asks if there is any connection between the nipples becoming erect and any sensation in your genitals, and if so, to what extent? Is there immediate response or just a sensation or are the two areas somewhat separate? If there is a response what is it? You are required to respond at length and in detail.
Now he asks that you spread the robe above your knees, so he can check your reflexes. He does this with the rubber hammer we are all so familiar with. He checks your reflexes at the knees and at the Achilles tendons. The robe is a little difficult to hold closed to cover your genital area, but since you still have the thong in place you aren't concerned.
Next the Doctor asks you to stand and asks you to turn your back to him. The instruction continues: bend over and put your elbows on the table as far apart as you can - this pulls the robe open and places your breasts flat on the table. The cool leather is just slightly distracting as you comply.
Naturally the backs of your thighs and calves are tightened by this position, and the cheeks of your bottom are slightly spread. The Doctor gathers the hem of the robe as he gently lifts it over your hips, exposing your bottom to full view.
He leaves you in that position for a little bit longer than you think is necessary, but then you hear him running water in the sink. He lets you know he is warming his hands so that you will be comfortable when he begins the examination. He then rolls a low stool over and sits down. Without any warning, he takes the waistband of the thong (just a string, really) and very slowly slides it down across your bottom, the string tickling you slightly as it moves. He slides his fingers back and forth from the front of your hips to the middle of your cheeks to facilitate the removal of the undergarment, but stops when the string is even with the bush of your pubic hair which he can see in silhouette.
The small triangle of material is slightly stuck to the moist lips of your vagina, and as he gently pulls on the single string which connects to the material between your legs, you get the slightest sensation of pressure on your genitals, which causes you to blush and to feel somewhat aroused.
The state of arousal is increased that much more as you realize that you can feel his breath on your bottom, and suddenly he sighs and the exhalation wafts between your legs and you jump slightly.
The Doctor places one warm hand on your left cheek to calm you, and leaves it there, moving the thumb into your cleft and slightly squeezing your glute. He offers no explanation for this. He then places his other hand on the other glute in exactly the same manner, now explaining this is to allow him to examine your rectal area. Gently removing his hands he slips his index fingers into the waistband of the thong and slides it down your legs to your ankles, lifting one foot and then the other out of the string.
Now you realize you are nude, in a pair of pumps and a robe which is bunched carefully around your hips, bent over an examination table, with a man you don't know sitting behind you looking at your most private parts from a distance which allows you to feel his breath on them. Somehow you trust him completely, but the fact is you are quite exposed and vulnerable.
The Doctor instructs you to remain in just that position, and proceeds to run the first knuckles of both his hands from the underside of your glutes to your ankles, up and down, up and down. You lose track of the repetitions and begin to relax somewhat. As he does this he instructs you to arch your back and to lean forward, and to rotate your hips downward. This stretches out the muscles in the backs of your legs, and the Doctor explains this is to check their tone. Of course this tends to accentuate the exposure of your genitals and your anus, but by now you are quite enjoying the sensation of the stretching and the fact that he is examining you so thoroughly.
Your leg muscles are pronounced in fine shape, and again you are instructed to hold your position. You hear the stool roll away and a drawer open. The doctor informs you that he will be checking your rectum and your vagina for various types of responses, though of course by now there are some obvious responses already in evidence. He sets a tube of KY jelly on the table next to your left arm and you can feel that it has been warmed. Now he asks you to move your feet directly back one short step, and to turn your toes together. He stands and reaches between your legs and puts his right hand flat on your belly, gently pressing each of the fingers into your abdomen one at a time. The starched sleeve of his shirt brushes your labia which have become quite engorged. Your immediate response is to press down onto his arm, and you give in to the impulse. He doesn't push up, but he doesn't pull away either. This provides a firm surface for you to push against. Neither of you seem to care the slightest that his sleeve is immediately soaked with your exudate. He places his free hand on the small of your back, and continues to palpate your belly with his fingertips and the heel of his right hand, gently massaging the small of your back and your glutes with his left.
Gradually he works his left hand back and forth across your hips and slowly moves his left thumb into your cleft, suddenly and brazenly placing the pad of the thumb directly on your anus, applying gentle pressure there. You are surprised but you really have been waiting for this and you push backward toward the thumb, wondering if you could pull it into your rectum without any lubrication. The sensation of his arm against the lips of your vagina and the thumb on your anal opening is very intense.
He stops palpating your belly and you feel him gently press his hands toward each other. He whispers that you must not move, he is going to lubricate your anus and rectum for your exam. You are trembling now, anticipating the penetration, hoping for some form of release. He removes both his hands, and you feel the tube of KY removed. You shift your position slightly, telling yourself it is to get a little more comfortable, but somehow the cheeks of your bottom spread further apart, and your nethers are completely open and exposed. You are very relaxed because any question of what is going to happen next has disappeared, but extremely aroused at the same time.
You cannot see this but you hear the Doctor pull on surgical gloves, and then he squirts a generous amount of KY onto the pad of his right thumb. You feel him squeeze a generous dollop into your cleft just above your anus. It is warm, and begins to slide over your anal opening.
At this point two things happen very abruptly. He spreads the lips of your vagina and pushes the thumb of his right hand in - firmly and gently. At the same time he spreads the four fingers of his left hand across the base of your spine and replaces the pad of his left thumb against your anus. However he doesn't warn you but simply presses until you push back onto his thumb. He doesn't push in, however, but he begins to rotate his thumb around your anal ring. You cannot help it - you give in completely to the sensation and gyrate your hips, trying to capture the thumb with your anus, and also trying to get just the right contact with your clitoris and the web of muscle between the Doctor's thumb and forefinger. He has now flattened the fingers of his right hand onto the pubic mound and his thumb is massaging your G spot. You grind your clitoris into the palm of his right hand, and he gently and firmly fucks your rectum with his left.
He continues to stimulate you in this fashion until you are exhausted. You lose track of the number of orgasms you have had, and since you have collapsed across the table he removes his hands and then the gloves from them.
He reaches across the front of your hips with his left forearm and pushes at the back of your knees with his right, lifting you onto the table. You are suddenly chilled slightly, but he opens another drawer and you are immediately covered with a heated surgical blanket which is just short of being uncomfortably hot. The doctor rolls you away from him slightly and tucks the warm blanket under the length of your body. Then he rolls you back onto the blanket and pulls the rest of it out from under you and spreads it over the table surface. You are completely naked and exposed to view, and you take the opportunity to stretch your arms over your head, pointing your toes and flexing every muscle in your body from head to toe. This flattens your breasts against your body and the nipples stand up, rigid, somewhat due to the brief chill but also from your slowly diminishing arousal. The Doctor pauses with the second blanket to drink in the view, but ever the gentleman, covers you quickly; rubbing you down through the cloth from your shoulders to your ankles with some brief but slightly less than gentlemanly stops along the way.
Now he turns and retrieves a third blanket and spreads it over you, tucking it in all along your body, covering everything except your face with an extremely soothing warmth.
He says it will soon be time for your treatment but that you are to relax for the time being. He dims the lights and turns up the thermostat a notch; as you drift between waking and sleep you hear him assembling equipment, opening and closing drawers, rolling a cart? table? around the room. You drift into sleep.
to be continued...