What did you do on your first play exam and where?

About twelve years ago I met an old guy who liked masturbating me. I was into medical at the time but he was not. I traded him the opportunity to masturbate me in exchange for simulating some real exams I had previously.

On my first exam I was with my husband as a patient, I made him disrobe. We were at home and I preformed a anal exam and an prostate exam, followed by an enema. Wearing gloves is very important when playing, always be safe.

Bit nervous but was fine. Ended up nude giving samples. I found the whole thing most exciting. hence my continuing with them.

It is in story format, and it's a long one, but here is a true life account of my very first adult med fet play session.

Part 1

Please keep in mind, this event happened prior to me meeting Doc. This is actually in fact pretty much detail by detail of my first ever med fet adventure.

Boy, I don't quite even know where to start with this one. I guess the only way is to just tell you the truth.

What I am about to write down in these next few pages is an account of my exam by Playdoc, which was the very first play exam I had ever had as an adult.

So from some of my posts, many of you may know already that I am a medical professional by trade to start with. So for me to have and even admit that I have a medical fetish is even more taboo than for others. I have lived with my dirty little secret for many years and have just recently discovered that there were others, many others just like me out there, and in the same boat. That in itself was somewhat of a comfort, but still left me wanting to explore this new, exciting and strange world of medical fetishes.

At this point, I was not even sure of what I wanted, or maybe what I should say, what exactly what my medical preferences were. All I knew was I wanted to be given a very complete physical by an older man, who might be good looking as well. I have always had a crush on Alan Alda, so this is whom I always pictured between my legs telling me to take a deep breath and just relax.

Over the years I tuned my fantasy to suit my innermost desires. Simple as it may seem to others, but extremely difficult for me, I wanted to keep with the idea of a complete physical by an older man, but I also wanted him to take charge, be in complete control over me. Not aggressive mind you, but stern and authoritative. When this man said to drop my pants, I was going to do it just from the tone in his voice and the look on his face.

So one day I was looking on the computer and found someone looking for a nurse to do a rectal temp. The ad was simple short, and to the point. So the light bulb went off in my head and I thought about contacting this guy about his lifestyle. Maybe he could hook me up with others he knew, so that maybe, just maybe, I could have my fantasy taken care of once and for all.

I contacted him. He told me his name was Playdoc, and he and I both lived here in the same state. Fantastic I thought. I can make this guys med fetish dreams come true, and maybe I can gain access to his secret little world. Little did I know then that my meeting him would change my life forever.

So we started talking via the net. We did so on and off for quite a while. I told him my fantasy and of the experiences I had had, which were none at that time. He told me about a lot of his and even shared many of the video clips he has shared with all of you. Seeing these, well needless to say, I was ready to go right then and there. I tried to arrange a meeting sooner than later, but because of work/family commitments, neither of us could just drop what we were doing and do it.

We agreed to meet at a certain location, and a certain time. I told my best friend who was just livid that I would go and meet a strange man in a hotel room. She said I was crazy, so she went with me, drove separately and waited, just to make sure I would be okay. Now that's a true friend.

To say the least, I was a nervous wreck. I was sweating, so thirsty, and probably shaking. My prep work to get myself ready seemed like it took forever. I wanted everything to be just perfect for him because from what I saw in the video clips, and from the conversations we had, I knew this was not some backyard perv wanting to play doctor. I knew I was dealing with a "professional", as close to a doctor as I was going to get, and still have fun.

I arrived at the hotel, took one more long last drag from my cigarette, and put it out. I stuck a piece of gum in my mouth, took a deep breath and locked the van. As I walked up to the entrance of the hotel, I waved at my friend and smiled. I couldn't believe I, a medical professional, a mom, was about to go and meet a strange man.

I advanced into the lobby of the hotel, and there he was standing at the desk getting a room. He turned to me and smiled. I swallowed hard. I know I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights, or maybe the Amish, but at any rate, I am sure I looked like I was scared.

He gathered the key from the front desk and picked up his "doctors" bag from the floor, turned and looked at me and said, "Are you ready?"

I think I just nodded my head. He turned towards the elevator and I followed him like a puppy. He looked back a time or two, I think to make sure I was still behind him.

While on the elevator, he tried to make small talk with me as I am sure he could tell I was nervous. My thoughts were racing in my head. I still had time to turn back and run. What was going to happen? I had played out the scene so many times in my head. I had told this complete stranger my deepest thoughts and desires, something in which I had not even fully comprehended until I relayed it to Playdoc.

Before I could muster up any more thoughts, the elevator doors opened and Playdoc said, 'This is us." So again, I followed him, down the hall and to the left. The hall was quiet, I could hear my pulse in my head and was starting to get a headache. 'Crap', that was the last thing I needed.

We entered the room which was just like any other normal hotel room and I sat down in a chair by the window. He placed his bag by the desk and sat in the other chair. "So let's talk." Playdoc said in a sweet voice.

At this point, I knew I was here to stay. I had convinced myself that he was not going to kill me, and that he and I were here for the same reason, that reason being to play out our medical fetishes, together, on each other. My head pounded again.

He started telling me a little about himself and how he got started, what he likes to have done, and what he liked to do. He explained to me about setting limits and respecting others as well. This being my first time, I had no idea what my limits should be, or what I wanted them to be. So we talked.

Playdoc is someone I found I could talk and talk with. He is witty, sarcastic, handsome, and charming, to a fault. I think he could charm the panties off of any woman. Then he dropped the bomb. "So, let's get started."

Instantly my palms started to sweat, my mouth became dry, and my headache returned. Sensing my state of anxiety, he said that I could examine him first. What a sport.

He asked me how I wanted him situated, dressed or undressed. To be honest with you, I am not sure what I said, this part is a little foggy, although I am sure he remembers, he remembers everything.

So as a medical professional, I started my assessment, from head to toe, being very clinical. I look back on it now, and I realize he must have been board out of his mind. But being the gentleman and "professional" that he is, he let me fumble through.

I examined his eyes, nose, ears, etc, felt his glands. I listened to his heart and lungs the best I could, but am convinced I was really hearing my own heart pound in my chest in nervousness. He remained calm, and I tried to act like I was. I know he knew better, and yet he just sat there and let me perform my exam.

Oh, I remember now, he was just wearing his boxers, red plaid, I think. I remember because I was palpating his abdomen and when I could go no further, except south, I froze. With my hands on his belly I looked into his eyes and said, "I don't know what to do next?" And in his infinite wisdom he replied, "Think about your assessment book, what does it say to do next?"

Again my palms began to sweat and I am sure I said something smart like, "well now it is time to examine your genitalia etc." No, that is what I should have said, but what came out was something like," Uh, okay, um,. He interrupted and said, "Do you want me to take off my shorts?"

I nodded. I reached for the box of gloves while he dropped his pants and lay back down on the bed. I turned to look fully at my now naked patient to see what I was about to encounter. Nice I thought, oh how I love older men. Now thinking I was getting myself under control, I could not get my gloves on to save my life. Why in the hell did I have to bring non-powdered gloves. Try getting them on sweaty hands. Just about impossible, let me tell you.

After a quick trip over to the air conditioner to dry my hands off, so I could put my gloves on, I returned to my patient, who was laying there calm as could be, probably laughing his ass off at my repeated acts of craziness. I am sure he was thinking, what a kid, and I came all the way here for this?

With the gloves on, I started to examine his groin. I can't tell you how many times I have done this in my life, but this is the only time I was nervous, and excited at the same time. A little disturbing to say the least. Here I am, a nurse, I should not be feeling this way. Well maybe I liked it a little. Okay, a lot. But, being the professional I am, I did not show him that. I know he knew.

In our many conversations, he had told me that he was very anal erotic. So moving on to that part of the exam, my hands again were sweaty. I was breathing heavy with nervousness. Anticipating my next move, Playdoc rolled over onto his belly. For the first time, I was able to view his ass, the one you see in his picture. Fantastic, I remembered thinking.

I grabbed the rectal thermometer and the KY and started my process. Looking back, I did not even shake down the thermometer. What a goof, and with his experience, I am sure he noticed. Yet he said nothing. I parted him and saw my target. Slowly but steadily, I entered the thermometer into his rectum. He didn't even flinch. Then I straightened back up and waited the allotted time. And I stood, and stood, not making a peep. Dead silence. After all, what was I supposed to say? "Hey Doc, how is the family?" I think not.

When I felt sufficient time had passed, I removed the thermometer, cleaned it off, and put it away in it's holder, waiting for it's next lucky soul. I again picked up the KY and applied quite a bit to my fingers.

Again Playdoc took over and asked, "It's time for my prostate exam, how do you want me?" Quickly, and surprising myself I replied, "Up on your knees and elbows." He complied without hesitation.

I moved towards him and placed my left hand on the small of his back, and my right one at his anus. I slowly entered him again, this time with my finger. I was the one taking in the deep breath. I moved my left hand around to his belly and pressed up and in towards his groin. Due to my short little fingers, I was unable to feel his prostate. I was trying, trust me, I was. I just couldn't reach it.

"Can I offer you a suggestion? He asked.

"Sure." I replied.

"Here, let me turn back over and pull my legs up to my chest, you might be able to reach it that way." He said.

I withdrew my finger and let him roll over. He got into position and I tried again. This time with success. I was able to feel his prostate quite well, which felt very normal for a man his age. Again I placed my hand on his lower belly and pushed down and in. This slightly lowered his prostate even more and I was able to go around it slightly instead of just poking it with my fingertip.

I looked at his face, and his eyes were shut. I think he was finally enjoying something I was doing. I lingered there for a little, letting him enjoy the only nonclinical part of my exam at this point. Like any normal man he had a slight erection as I massaged his prostate some more. I was enjoying myself watching him.

"We had talked about you giving me a shot. Do you still want to do that?" Playdoc asked.

"Yeah, if you will let me." I replied pulling my finger from his ass.

"Okay, let's do it." He said.

I removed my gloves and washed my hands. I pulled out the two syringes I had brought and the sterile water vial and loaded them up. This is my favorite part of his exam. I love to give and get them, or so I thought until it was my turn.

Playdoc again rolled over onto his belly exposing his ass to me again. I opened up a few alcohol prep pads and wiped the top of his hips bilaterally where I was going to inject him. Now I was really starting to feel comfortable, this was home to me, I was on my turf. I basked in the site of his ass for a brief moment before plunging the 20 gauge 1.5 inch needle deep into his glutial muscle. Playdoc did not even flinch. A little disappointing actually. I depressed the plunger slowly like a good nurse should.

"Does that burn?" I asked.

"Yeah, a little." He replied.

I finished in his left hip, and moved onto the right. I wiped him with the prep pad again just to be safe, and injected the other one.

"Damn, that one really hurts, it is burning like hell!" He said calmly, but saying it through his teeth. I withdrew the needle. In a sick sort of way, I enjoyed seeing him in pain, and knowing I could instantly make it stop.

I cleaned up the syringes and used prep pads and allowed him to relax, ass up, in the bed, unsure what to do, or say next. I was just actually enjoying the view to be totally honest.

After he rested a bit, he turned over. I stood there not knowing what he might say, or have me do. A nervous feeling came over me once again. Playdoc got up from the bed and fetched a big red enema bag from his "doctors" bag.

"Here, fill this up. Not too hot, and not too cold." He said.

I just nodded my head and couldn't believe I was still here and looking forward to giving this man an enema. Keep in mind, I do this for a living, and find it much different than I did in this setting, much different. I filled up the bag in the bathroom and returned to my future doctor's bedside.

"Well roll over, I guess, right?" I asked.

Playdoc sort of gave me this side smile and did as I asked. He was probably glad I asked him to to anything. He rolled over again on his belly and then up on his knees and elbows. I donned another fresh pair of exam gloves and the tube of KY and went to work.

I inserted the tube into his ass, and he took it well. Never have given an enema like this, (I always give fleets) I again had no idea what I was doing. I mean, they are not hard to figure out, and I would like to tell you I am a quick learner, although Playdoc may tell you differently, I tried to act like I knew how to use this huge contraption.

I undid the clamp and allowed the water to flow into his rectum. I had the bag high, and the water went in very quickly, probably too quickly. His belly started to cramp so he rubbed it himself. Never suggesting that I might do it for him. Yeah, I could and should kick myself in the ass for that one. Sorry Playdoc. You can punish me later!!

So after about half the bottle was in him, he decided he had had enough. I clamped the tube so it wouldn't leak and I removed the tube from his ass and moved so he could get up and relieve himself in the bathroom.

About this time I decided it would be a great time to have a smoke. Yes I know I am a nurse and should not do that sort of thing, set an example, yadda, yadda, yadda. But I smoke and was really needing one at this time in the session. I yelled into Playdoc who was sitting on the pot and told him where I was going, what I was doing, and that I would be back.

He said nothing except, "Don't forget the key."

Yeah the key, good thing he said something, because I would have for sure forgotten it. So I grabbed my pack of smokes and headed out to meet my friend and let her know that it was alright to leave. I was having a good time and this man was harmless. Just two adults exploring their fetishes.

I lit up my cigarette once outside the hotel. It was the best few drags I think I have ever had. It was like that first smoke you get after a long airplane ride, or after dinner and a movie, you know, the ones that make you light headed. Maybe it was just my mind trying to process everything that had just happened and all that was to come. I think I could have smoked the whole pack standing out there waiting for him to finish, trying to give him some privacy.

I returned to the room, still smelling like smoke, and laid on the bed waiting for him to finish. I was going over in my head all the things we had talked about together, and my mind raced at the thoughts of what he might have in store for me. He knew my one true fantasy, the one I had thought about for almost 15 years, but he knew other stuff too, like I love a good spanking, and I wanted him to be authoritative and in control.

I heard the toilet flush, and my stomach instantly knotted up in anticipation. I could hear him shower quickly, dry off, and getting dressed. My breathing became quicker and my face reddened. The door opened, and out came my doctor, lab coat and all. I could smell the scent of fresh soap slightly stinging my nose, but all the while, seeing him standing there made my inner thighs quiver. Wow, is all I can say.

At any rate, his face became a bit stern and his eyes stared into me.

"It smells like smoke in here. You know how I hate smoking." Playdoc said. (And he really does hate it)

Without him even saying anymore I arose off the bed because I knew that was what he wanted me to do, so I did. At this point he took a few steps and was beside me. In an instant, gently, but firmly he pressed me up against the dresser, pulled my pants and panties down to my knees, bent me over, and spanked my ass.

"So how do you like your cigarettes now?" Playdoc asked as he kept spanking me with his bare hand. Which by the way, Playdoc has fantastic hands, probably his best feature, although he has so many.)

Yeah, so I could have cum right then and there. I found myself pushing back a little to make the spankings hurt a little more. When I had enough I said smoking was bad, and I should know better as a nurse. Satisfied with this answer, he stopped, knowing this was my cue for him to do so.

With my pants still down at my knees and my ass burning, he came in close behind me and rubbed my shoulders with his hands. Playdoc took a half step back and placed his hands on my red hot butt and rubbed my ass cheeks a little making me feel the burn a little bit more.

I lowered my head to my chest and took a deep breath. Boy was I hot. I could not have ever imagined what was to come, but I couldn't wait either, scared but excited at the same time. I was anxiously awaiting what my Playdoc would have me do next.

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Part 2

Okay, so where was I? Oh yes, Playdoc had just finished spanking my ass. I was basking in the glow of my hot ass in front of the dresser. I dare not look up into the mirror at him standing behind me because I was not sure of what I might do, and I was afraid he would be able to see the animistic excitement in my face.

I took in another deep breath as he stepped away and I pulled up my pants. It stung a little as they went up over my red bottom, but I liked it, I liked it a lot as a matter of fact. I almost felt ashamed of myself for liking the punishment as much as I did, and secretly wanted some more later, after I cooled off a bit.

Turning around, I watched Playdoc making a makeshift exam table out of the square desk in the corner of the room. Fascinating. Not quite hospital corners, but then who am I to judge. Fine job none the less. When the bed was completed, he returned to his "doctors" bag and pulled a few more things out.

I watched him as more and more items were brought out onto a tray beside the now-exam table. I could feel my eyes widen with some of the stuff he was setting on the tray. I knew what almost everything was, but I was not for sure of one of the items. I knew it was a scope of some kind, but really had never seen anything like it before.

I could feel my stomach tighten again and I knew he had to be close to finishing his prep work. Could my dreams of a complete fetish physical really be about to happen? Maybe I could still run. Nah, I was here for the long haul now, besides that, honestly I couldn't wait.

Playdoc straightened up and looked over everything he had just set up. He sort of smiled to himself and turned and looked at me. I gasped. It was time, I knew what he was about to say, again my hands became sweaty and I could feel my heartbeat in my throat. I was so nervous I wanted to puke.

"Well, are you ready?" Playdoc asked.

"Yep". Was about all I could say.

In previous conversations with him, I had told him exactly what I wanted. I wanted to come into his office for a very quick work physical where they do a set of vitals ask a few questions, sign your form, and out the door you go. Then over the course of the medical questions he determines that it would be best for me to have a complete physical since it had been so long since my last one. I was going to argue, he was going to take control and make me do whatever he said, after all, he was the doctor, and he was in charge.

Up on the table I sat, fully clothed. I was looking at him, but not into his eyes for fear that he would see my true emotions. That being of a scared, nervous, and somewhat excited woman. This was after all, a medical exam.

He picked up a blue tipped thermometer from the tray and took it out of it's case. He turned the thermometer to look at it's current reading and started shaking it down. Very hot to say the least. My stomach lurched in excitement. I wondered if he noticed. He turned and placed the thermometer in my mouth.

"Open up." Playdoc said.

As the thermometer was in my mouth he placed the stethoscope in his ears, which he did correctly, because there is a wrong way and a correct way. I was impressed with that. He placed the bell to my chest and started to listen. Playdoc was standing to my right side. He placed his warm hand ever so gently on my right shoulder as he moved the stethoscope around in back and in front.

After taking in the deep breaths he slid the stethoscope just inside my shirt. I must say he was being very professional, just like I had imagined it. He again removed the stethoscope from his ears and placed it around his neck. He removed the thermometer from my mouth and turned to look at it's reading.

"This is a little on the low side, 98 degrees. Have you been drinking something?" Playdoc asked replacing the thermometer back in it's case after wiping it down with an alcohol prep pad.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I have, I have my water here with me." (And I did too.) "Well, at least it's not high."

"But it's not accurate either." Playdoc replied.

At this time I was able to smell the scent of the alcohol prep pad, which I absolutely love. I am not sure why really, just something about it means my body is about to be invaded.

"Okay, you can hop off the table and drop your pants for me. We are going to have to do this the old fashioned way."

I kind of sat there for a minute in disbelief, knowing full well this was part of my fantasy, knowing this it what I couldn't wait for, but still having a hard time believing it was coming true.

I looked up at him and into his eyes. He glanced down with the red tipped thermometer in hand and immediately I got off the table. Something about an older man in a medical lab coat just demands ones respect. He really did not have to say anything, just as before with the previous spanking, I just knew what he wanted.

I was standing at the foot of the exam table facing it with my thumbs tucked in the top of my pants. Again he shook down the thermometer. I quivered again, wow, what was it about him doing that? I still blush thinking about it. I again wondered, and still wonder if he knows just how that was making me feel?

"Drop-um." Playdoc said. And I did, immediately.

He placed his hand high up on my back right between my shoulder blades and with slight pressure pushed me down to my elbows. So there I was, pants down to my knees bent over the exam table. I heard the top being placed back down on the tube of Ky, then he placed his other hand on my bottom ever so gently, unlike before with the spanking. I wondered if my ass was still red and hot. It did not sting anymore.

Next I felt his hands between my cheeks spreading them apart. I don't think I have ever felt more vulnerable in my life. Here was a complete stranger looking at my darkest place, a place where no one had ever gone before, but yet I was letting him do this, and really didn't have a problem with it.

"Deep breath in. Now out and push." I did as I was told and felt the coolness of the KY and the thermometer inside my rectum. Not so bad I thought to myself, as a matter of fact, quite nice, okay, fantastic. I was beginning to understand Playdoc's anal fascination.

"How does that feel?" He asked.

"Great" I replied, trying not to show too much excitement.

"We will just let that sit there for a while to make sure we get an accurate reading." He stated.

I suddenly started to relax. My sick nervous feeling relaxed away and I really started enjoying myself, not that I wasn't before, because trust me on this one, I was loving every second.

Deep in these thoughts, I felt him place his hand on my butt cheek and remove the thermometer. He turned it around to look at it's reading. I can't really remember exactly what it read, but it did not seem out of whack for a rectal temp. He cleaned the thermometer and placed it back in the case.

In the meantime, I had already pulled up my pants and was still standing there. He turned to me and smiled slightly.

"What did you pull your pants up for, I was not done there yet."

I raised my eyebrows at him as I watched him pick up the electric thermometer.

"I like to see the difference between the two readings." Playdoc announced.

"Okay." As I again dropped my pants to my knees, but this time they fell to the floor. Oh great I thought, should I reach down and pick them up, no, that would look stupid, but then, I felt stupid, so what did it matter at this point in the game. I opted to just leave them where they were, and pick them up when he was done.

"You know the drill." And I did, so over I went, I assumed the same position as before. As before his fingers spread me open so he could see where he needed to be and slid the thermometer inside. It was not long before it beeped and Playdoc removed it. Secretly I like the plain old glass thermometers better. There are no annoying timers to tell you when to remove it. A little more exciting knowing you are at your doctors mercy as to when the glass one will be taken out of your anus.

"It reads the same. Glad to know it still works." He said putting it away.

Again, I pulled up my pants, and like a fool buttoned them. I am still not sure why I did that knowing they would be coming off in just a few minutes.

"Here, you can change in there if you would like?" He said handing me a gown. "Take everything off and come up and sit on the table."

I did exactly what he asked, and without hesitation. As I was changing I wondered to myself why in the past it was hard for me to be naked in front of a man that I was going to have sex with, but for some reason getting naked in front of this man was not a problem. Maybe I had myself somewhat believing my little game of him being an actual doctor. He looks the part, and he plays the part very well I might add. I still to this day don't understand why this is.

I returned to the exam table and sat up on it. I actually sat up on it Indian style. I was really starting to feel comfortable with him, and I always sit that way at home, to be comfortable.

Playdoc placed his hand on my leg and said, "put your legs down, this is an exam table, not your couch." And he was right, it was an exam table.

Up on the table and in the gown, the first thing he did was take my blood pressure, it was a lot on the high side for me. I usually run about 110 over 60, someplace in there. He read it as 138 over 80. something.

"That's a little high for me." I said, "it usually sits about 110 over 60."

I am not sure, but I think he looked up and smiled at me, as if to say "we all know why you are running a little high". I think it pleased him to know he was raising my blood pressure.

"I am a little nervous I guess still." Was all I could say at this point to cover myself. I think he knew the real reason.

I looked away from his eyes afraid he would be able to read my mind as he untied my gown in back at my neck. The gown fell exposing my breasts to him for the first time. My first instinct was to cover them up, but I let the gown lay where it fell. He again was listening to my heart and lungs. His warm hand then lifted my left breast and he placed the stethoscope on the apex of my heart for a good long listen. My back instinctively straightened as he lifted my breast.

When he was done with my heart, he began the breast exam, and applied gentle pressure all the way around finishing in the center at the nipple. He did both sides and motioned me to lay flat. He did another exam with me in this position, my nipples still erect from his first touch. I couldn't help it.

He moved down to my abdomen and started palpating. I flinched.

Although he was being gentle and appropriate, it still was slightly tender.

"Don't tense up." He said.

"I can't help it, it is tender there." I replied. A look of concern came over his face, but he continued. I watched him as he worked over my midsection with great skill. I half expected him to find something wrong. Playdoc really would have made an excellent doc for real.

He finished palpating and went for the gown. I would be completely naked, nothing to cover me. Oh wait, that's how I wanted it. Just relax I thought to myself. As a nurse, I have heard myself tell my patients, "you don't have anything I haven't seen before, or well, if you have seen one, you have seen them all." But you know, it's a little different when it is your body being exposed.

Playdoc removed the gown from my pubic area. I took in a deep breath. Again, a little embarrassing, but not as much as I had thought. I was still anxiously awaiting his next move.

Playdoc ran his hand up my inner thigh causing me to spread my legs a little, just out of reflex. He did a visual of my pubic mound as well as my outer lips. So far, so great I told myself.

He moved to the end of the table and positioned himself between my legs. He placed his hand on my shin and under my calf and moved my leg into the position he wanted them in. There I lay, legs bent at the knees. He pushed my knees apart as far as they would go comfortably, and donned a pair of gloves. I could never be any more exposed as I was now, and I loved every minute of it. The cool air of the room brushed past my openings, and for the first time, I realized how wet I was. Could he see that? Crap, how embarrassing. You know you can blame erect nipples on the temp of the room, but how do you explain that away?

Gloves on, and ready to go, he started to explain what he was about to do.

"I am going to start the exam, first I will examine you outside, then I will do the internal exam."

I felt him place his hands between my legs and in an instant I could feel my muscles of my inner thighs relax. I caught myself looking up at the ceiling, just as I would do in a real doctors office, but I realized that I wanted to watch him examine me, this is after all something I have wanted for so long, and I didn't want to miss a thing. So I watched him.

Playdoc put some KY on his hand and inserted a finger into my vagina. He placed his other hand on my lower belly and started pressing.

"Just relax."

"I am trying." I said as I let out a breath. He just smiled. Oh to know what he was thinking about just then. He never mentioned how wet I was, maybe he really didn't notice, or maybe he was going to spare me the embarrassment.

I was having trouble seeing everything he was doing, but knew exactly what he was about to do when I saw the speculum in his hand. I again felt myself tense up. I am not sure if other women do this, but for some reason seeing a speculum puts the fear into us with a quickness. It does for me anyway.

He put KY on the speculum and pressed it against my vaginal opening. Very gently applying pressure until it was somewhat inside. I felt pretty full to be honest with you.

"Are you tightening up?" He asked.

"No, I am not trying to." I replied.

"Well you are a little tight down here." He stated.

I am still not sure if I should have taken that as a compliment or not.

At any rate, he continued with his exam. I think it was the first speculum I have ever had that did not hurt. Playdoc could give a lot of GP's some lessons on gentleness. My thoughts have always been that if they had a dry speculum shoved up their ass, maybe they might think twice about doing it to us. Anyway...

Playdoc closed the speculum and eased it out of me.

"Turn over." I did as I was told.

I lay there for a few minutes as he was cleaning up the speculum and washing his hands. He returned to the exam table and placed his hand on my ass. With my head turned to the side looking at him, I smiled, and he returned the smile. I laid my head down into my arms relaxing. Crack!

His hand came down hard on my bare ass. My head came up quickly and I looked at him startled. "What the hell!"

"Do you like your cigarettes?" He asked. "Do you want another one?" Smack. He came down again hard and swift. It stung a lot, and I liked it a lot.

He spanked me a dozen or so times, again I was so excited under his punishment.

"Maybe I should use my belt on you. Maybe then you will stop that filthy habit. What do you think about that?" He asked in his authoritative tone.

"I love to smoke." I replied.

"Well maybe you need to learn not to love it, you are a nurse, and you need to set an example for others."

I heard him unbuckle his belt and slide it from his pants. Yea, talk about erotic. Wow! His belt came down on my already stinging ass to assault it some more. That really hurt, but again, loved it.

"What are there, twenty cigarettes in a pack?" He asked. (Which, how does he know that since he doesn't smoke. Maybe he is holding out on me?) "Then that's what you will get, twenty spankings. You will count them off for me one by one. Do you understand?"

"Yes doctor." Crack, "One." And so on , and so on. I continued to count my spankings until I reached twenty. At that point I was sort of glad I was not a two pack a day smoker because my ass was on fire. I replaced my head on my arms and watched him get something else out of his bag. I was still trying to catch my breath from the beating I had just received. I was looking hard to try and see what was coming next, and praying it wasn't Icyhot.

Playdoc got back between my legs and squirted some liquid on my red hot burning ass. He gently rubbed whatever the cooling liquid was in and my rear started feeling better instantly. What a guy!

Having him rub my rear and down my legs was so relaxing, but then I have already told you Playdoc has fantastic hands.

I heard him putting on another pair of exam gloves. I opened my eyes and watched him.

"Just don't you worry about what I am doing back here." He said.

" I get a little nervous when I don't know what you are up to." I said.

"Spread your legs for me." He said running his hand again up my inner thigh making it magically open for him at his touch.

"I am going to insert my finger into your rectum now. Breath in, out, and push." I did as I was told. His finger slid in. He moved it in and out multiple times. This felt good. I was surprised it didn't hurt.

"Ok, again, deep breath, out, push." This time I felt a little more full, but still no pain. I had no idea what he had in me but it felt fantastic. He removed what was in there.

Dare I ask? "What was in there?"

"Well first I inserted one finger, then I inserted two fingers." He replied.

"You had two fingers in my ass?" I questioned. "Wow, it didn't even hurt."

"Of course not, wanting it is half the battle." He said with a huge smile on his face. His smile made me blush at that moment.

"Okay, are you ready for the scope?" Playdoc asked.

He took his position back behind me as I steadied myself in position. With skill and scope in hand he pressed the scope to my anus and again told me to take a deep breath. The scope slid in without any difficulty. He explained to me what he was seeing. Actually it sounds fascinating, as I have never actually been given the chance to peer into someones rectum. So from a nursing point of view, I was learning. Hum, I wonder if I could get some CEU's from this? Well anyway.

When he was satisfied he pulled the scope from my rectum slowly and gently, as a real doctor should and placed it back on the tray. He took off his gloves and through them in the trash.

"Okay, one last thing and we will be done." He said. I couldn't possible think of anything left to do to me, but I was in his hands, and if he said we weren't done, then we weren't done.

"Time for your injection." He said smiling.

"Do you really know how to give an injection?" I asked. "You know in a lot of the injection fetish sites and on Dr. Tushy, they show people getting injections into the middle of their ass, and not at the top of the hip where it belongs. You know if you don't put it in the right place, you take the chance of hitting the sciatic nerve and doing damage. You know this right?" I asked.

"Yes, I know how to give an injection." He said smiling down at me. This was another big point of my fantasy. Having the doctor standing over me with a shot in his hand, ready to plunge the needle into my butt. I smelled the stinging smell of the prep pad and I quivered.

Playdoc wiped my hip and plunged the needle deep into my muscle. Hardly felt a thing. Boy, he was good.

"Wow, that stuff does sting, damn it. crap, I had no idea how bad this stuff burns. What was I thinking." I was afraid to look at him, but I think he was probably smiling and enjoying every minute.

No matter how much I protested he did not remove the needle from my ass. At this point I was glad I only filled the shot with a few cc's of fluid. As I am sure had I filled it with the full 5cc's the syringe held, I would have received the full 5. Very sadistic Playdoc, I am proud of you.

He removed the needle from my butt and wiped it down for the last time with the prep pad. the fluid was still burning in my behind. And although I was complaining about the burning, I really did enjoy it, and again, even though I was complaining, I think he knew that, and that's why he didn't stop.

Ready to get off the table I took in another deep breath. Crack, went his hand again on my ass, right at the injection site, which made it instantly burn a little more. I just glared at him for a second with a twinkle in my eye. He smiled back at me, he knew I wanted that, and he was right, I did, and loved it.

So this is my story of my adventure with Playdoc. My fantasy physical come to life as I had played it out so many times before in my head over the years. Playdoc allowed me to find my true self. I feel more complete and definitely happier than I ever have before. When I started out on my little adventure, I had no idea I would be in the hands of a master. For some, he is an idol, for me, he is my friend. Thanks Playdoc.

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Mashie, fantastic write-up of your experience. Probably one of the best I've ever read.

At home, just two teens interested in seeing how our bodies were changing during puberty.

We met on a Saturday morning at an office I had access to. We had connected through one of the now defunct heart /stethoscope groups on Yahoo. I took a quick medical history and then took her oral temperature, pulse and respiration rates, and blood pressure. I then palpated her neck and listened to her carotids with the bell of the stethoscope. I asked her if she wanted me to just reach under her shirt with the stethoscope or if she preferred to take off her shirt. She slipped her shirt off and I proceeded to steth her lungs and bronchials. She then took off her bra for me to listen to her heart. I listened all around her heart with both the bell and diaphragm with her standing, sitting on the table, lying on her back, and lying on her left side. Next, I palpated and stethed her abdomen and examined her breasts. Then it was my turn to give her my stethoscope and take off my shirt. She stethed herself and then stethed me.

He (mid 50s, dressed in scrubs) brought me into the exam area (which was his bedroom). I was still fully clothed, and he examined my eyes, ears, nose, and throat while I sat on his bed. Took my blood pressure. All the basic stuff. Then, he told me to change into a gown, leaving only my underwear on. When he came back in, he listened for a long time to my heart and lungs with his steth. I lowered my gown for this, exposing my upper body to him. He was very deliberate, which was awesome. After a while of this, he told me to remove the gown completely and lie on my back while he continued stething me all over. Then he thoroughly palpated my abdomen, eventually going all the way down to my groin.

He'd have me remove my underwear at this point, so I was laying fully nude in front of him. He performed a long genital examination with me laying down. Then he told me to stand up in front of him for further examination of my genitals. He also told me to turn around and bend over in front of him in various positions.

Still fully nude, he enjoyed watching me do some exercises, listening to my heart before and after. After a while of this, he had me lay down on my stomach so he could take my temperature rectally. With the thermometer inserted, he inspected my back and the back of my legs. Then he removed the thermometer and did a digital rectal. Finally he asked me for a sperm sample while he observed.

Technically, my first play exam play exam took place when I was in second grade (about seven years old) and we were a foursome.

A girlfriend and I convinced twin boys who were in first grade (see, I was always the Domme in control!) to play a game of "Candyland" but we didn't mean the actual children's board game. We convinced them come to my house and go down to my basement and we would examine each other. My friend had an older sister the same age as my brother, but since my brother is four years older than me, I knew what boys had in their pants and she didn't. As kids, my brother and I would run through the house naked sometimes, so I knew what he looked like flaccid and erect. I thought it was cool that his penis could more then double in size when he woke up in the morning or if it was rubbed like when toweling off after a bath or shower. Knowing this bit of information, I was happy to demonstrate this to my girlfriend. After getting them undressed, I took one boy's temperature while the other one watched. As numerous men have posted, they got erections when their butts were lubricated and the thermometer was inserted. The same thing happened for these two boys. I also showed my friend how the boys' penises got stiff when I held it in my hand. We were too young to think of going any farther and nobody had an orgasm or ejaculated. We did have a good time, though.

Later that night, my mother got a telephone call from the boys' mother telling of our "examination." My girlfriend and I didn't get punished, but we were firmly told not to do it again.

That warning not to do it again was observed until later in my teen years when the boys were only too happy to have me examine them and not tell their mothers!

I haven't had an exam yet real or play. but I am hoping to soon. bit scary but im sure ill be fine when the first one is done and I survive

My first play exam was with an experienced play doctor who has a lot of his own equipment. I did not have privacy at home (apartment with thin walls and a roommate), so we booked a hotel room. I was SO nervous I almost canceled a dozen times, but I went through with it. We talked about what I wanted beforehand, so I wasn't worried about that -- I was worried about the embarrassment aspect of it.

I don't want to write a novel, so I'll write a quick summary here:

* He had me undress and put on a nightgown over my panties.

* The first thing he did was take my rectal temperature in the over-the-knee position. I remember he kept twisting the thermometer and pulling it out a little bit so he could slide it back in.

* When he pulled the therm out, he told me it was "filthy" (this was our agreed-upon scenario to lead to the DRE/enemas). He said he'd have to do a rectal exam to see what was going on.

* For the first DRE, he had me get on all fours with a stack of pillows under my belly. As a result, my head was very low and my bottom was way up in the air. I was lying face down, which made it extra exciting. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear him getting things out of his medical bag. He did a thorough rectal exam and told me I was "impacted" and would need a series of enemas to resolve the problem.

* He used a very large bulb syringe with a douche nozzle for the first enema. I was over his lap and he administered about eight bulbs of warm water with Dr. Bronner's soap in it. I loved how he had to keep taking the nozzle out and sliding it back in.

* Before the second enema, he inserted his finger inside me to add some more lubricant. He did the second enema with a double retention nozzle so I would have to hold the warm water for several minutes.

* The final enema was a rather large one with some Epsom salts mixed in.

* He did a final DRE and then used a rectal speculum to spread me open and do a more thorough exam.

My first play exam was with my adolescent girlfriend who had seen me get a penicillin shot in the bottom on a doctor's house call. Afterwards she told me about her own injections back there and we soon began playing doctor. Although we both enjoyed thoroughly examining each other, our main mutual fetish was buttock injections (getting as well as giving), so every session ended with play shots in the bare bottom realistically simulated by sterile pins.

I had a disappointing first play exam. I saw an ad for a guy on craigslist who said he wanted to do a detailed physical. I was 28 years old and he was probably in his 50s. He quickly answered by email and I arrived at his hotel room within an hour. Upon getting there, he had me undress first. I stripped to my boxers. He had me do some exercises to start. I started with pushups. As I was doing them, he was "examining" my leg / thigh muscles...including inserting his hand into my boxer leg and grabbing me by the scrotum while I was doing the pushups. Then some sit ups, with the same type of touching. That already made me 90% erect. He then had me sit down for a couple minutes while he took a sexual history. He didn't even pretend to do any other type of exam. He was asking me about jacking off, and he said, "well, why dont you go ahead an demonstrate the technique you use." So with that, I dropped my boxers, grabbed me dick, and gave it several tugs. He said, "alright let me check out your tool." He proceeded to grab my penis and stroke it a couple times for himself. He briefly felt my scrotum. Then he had me start bending over to touch my toes. He positioned himself behind me and started bending my "tool" down between my legs to see how flexible it was. From here, it just went further downhill. The rest of the "exam" was just a blowjob in multiple positions. By this point I just went with it. He would stop occasionally and inspect my dick and comment on some of its attributes that he liked.

Overall, this really wasnt anything close to a medical exam. I did enjoy being told what to do by an older man, and I also enjoyed his comments about his inspection of my dick.

I had a disappointing first play exam......I did enjoy being told what to do by an older man, and I also enjoyed his comments about his inspection of my dick.

Sounds like HE wasn't disappointed. I'd love to hear his version of the story. He would write it like it were his dream come true. And you helped make that possible for him.

So you got THAT goin for ya. Which is nice.....

As an adult...

Gee, if you mean just clinical feeling and looking, with my first girlfriend. Actually we did get a plastic speculum and we would play with that. She went to the gyno one time and I was so disappointed that I did not get to see the exam she went off and got a speculum. Oddly we never did think about just taking me to the gyno with her. Odd, but at that age it just never occurred to us.

All through college I was very into feeling and exploring, but I had no equipment. It was not until years later that I got a rectal thermometer and my girlfriend reluctantly let me use it on her. She had a great ass and it was just so sexy, and she wound up liking the sensation though she would pitch a play fit when I needed to use it on her.

All I had was the RT for a few GF's, than I got a speculum or two, so I had that for a couple GF's. Than a bunch of enema stuff. Than an exam table.. And than the first exam room, and now the big exam room.

But the roots were really there from the very first time I got my fingers under a girls bra...

I enjoyed my play medical for the first time and its got me going. I was hard and leaked precum.

Although the doc masturbated me for ages he cound not get me to shoot.

I was about 24 years old and had fantasized about doing a play exam for years. While looking through local Craigslist ads, I found a posting from a role play doc who was looking for patients into realistic, non-sexual role play exams. As this was my first time trying this kind of play out, the idea of having it just be about the role play sounded perfect. Although the ad said he generally played with older play patients, I responded anyway, explaining my interests in exhibitionism and why the mild humiliation of submitting to a play doctor was a turn-on for me.

After exchanging several e-mails, we chatted a few times by phone to get a sense of each other and what we were looking for before agreeing to meet--and even then, we met in a hotel lobby and chatted in person for a bit before agreeing to go ahead with a play exam. He had extensive experience doing play exams and even brought his own exam table (technically a massage table, I think, but it worked perfectly). And he had just about all the equipment that would be used on you in a real medical setting. It was totally realistic and he was totally professional throughout the exam. (Well, play professional.) And because the hotel room was located within a mall, I loved how, while I was stretched out naked on his exam table getting checked out, I could hear the muffled sounds of people passing by. He was the best and he stands as the role play doc by who I judge all others.

Tho after that first exam, I had some conflicting feelings about whether or not I would pursue that kind of play again. (It was the only manner of kinky play I had ever engaged in.) But, after a bit of processing, It didn't take long for me to give it another go.

Was in a gown on on a massage table as the exam table by a real nurse in scrubs and got a catheter.

My first experience must have been when I was 23 or 24 years old, I found a guy who was looking for the same thing as me, a test as realistic as possible. At those times I just wanted to be patient and he was willing to change roles.

After exchanging a few emails and a few phone calls, we decided to meet and try. We looked for a room where we could meet, before we had a coffee and we talked a little about what we liked and see if we were compatible.

We went to the room, I was going to be the patient, each one of us took out the material we had, stethoscopes, sphygmomanometers, ..... we gathered a few things.

We started with a small talk from the doctor asking me questions about the reason for the visit, my current health, a bit of my medical history and then the exam began.

When he put his stethoscope on my chest my heart started racing, I had finally managed to accomplish what I had always wanted.

The exam was very realistic, a complete head-to-foot exam, when the genital part arrived I was a bit embarrassed, but thanks to your patient I was able to overcome my shyness.

We ended the consultation talking about what I had found and giving me a new appointment for another consultation.

The truth is that I really enjoyed that first experience, which I then repeated with the same person a few times. In the end I decided to be a doctor myself and that he was my patient, and the truth is that I also enjoyed it a lot.

After this first time, many others have come both as a doctor and as a patient, and I continue to enjoy it as the first day.

My first experience when i was a young child(7 years) with my female cousin. Very intresting 😃

I did my first play exam back in 2002. I have had an interest in this since my late teens and would have loved to watch a woman having an internal examination, or better still do the examination myself, but I had no idea how to achieve this. But the coming of the internet changed everything. Back in 2001 while checking out gyn interest sites I quickly realised that men were advertising as play doctors to meet women for examinations, and so I started advertising myself. At first I thought nothing would happen, and then I got a lot of people messing around until to my surprise a genuine contact. She was a business woman aged around 50 and we exchanged a few emails and some phone contact, but she seemed quite keen to meet quickly and so it was arranged. I booked a room at one of the well known chains and fully expected her not to show but she did. As I mentioned in another thread my medical equipment back then was very limited, just some examination gloves and a few plastic speculums but that wasn't a problem. I examined her breasts and then she lay on the bed and opened her legs for me. I didn't tell her it was my first time so I was quite nervous as I'd never used a speculum before and was hoping I would be able to get it into her vagina but it went ok. She became very aroused and when I touched her clitoris she came instantly. After her first orgasm I suggested a rectal examination and to my surprise she was very keen for that too. After examining her rectally she wanted me to touch her clitoris again, it took longer this time and I had to work at it some, but after a few minutes or so she had her second orgasm. She was very pleased with the experience and asked to meet with me in a months time...

I can't remember my first sex games, getting naked with little girls my age and checking things out, but I do remember the first medical themed role play games. It wasn't like the typical "You show me yours, and I'll show you mine." fun of 6 to 8 year old curiosity.

My first pretend doctor's appointment, was when I was 14 years old. I was blackmailed into participating in by a 12 year old girl who walked in on me changing clothes. Her grabbing those clothes too hold for ransom. About too take off and leave, I was holding my privates in my hands with nothing else too shield my modesty.

After seeing a boy her own age getting his shirt removed and pants and underwear yanked down by his twin sister, so that their mom could lash his bare behind with her belt, she was obsessed with seeing more than just buttcheeks on a boy, and wouldn't let me hear the end of it.

The other kids she was about too go get, while stashing my clothes, were monsters, and I didn't relish the idea of them seeing me bare, shielding my privates the best I could with my hands. She was being naughty, but that was just puberty setting in on her changing little body, so I chose the least of two evils and conceded too submit too a real life medical make-believe examination of my very real, near fully developed sexual organs in her favorite game, house, her the wife too be, me the husband in our pretend marriage license doctor's appointment.

Bending over and presenting my exposed anus, perineum, testicles, and penis for her inspection was one of the most humiliating moments of my life, and the combination of her inserting her fingers up into my prostate, via rectal opening, and squeezed testicles being tugged and 💋 in her other hand, shamed me in explosive ejaculation. I remained her boytoy for the remainder of the summer.

That's a long one because a girl 2 years younger than me though developing quickly had me bent doubled over, checking my prostate while squeezing and kissing my balls either because she was getting really wound up or because she wanted to encourage me to remain still and bare naked she literally had me by the balls and she just have controls in my clothing. I'd be lying if I said that I was really fighting her that hard to break free of her grasp on my nuts and rear end it's possible that reasoning for constantly kissing and smooching my testicles while she squeezed them had something to do with me resisting her kissing me on the lips erotic fashion like she wanted me to for the husband role as play acting to be to be in the game of house who are playing even though we are only pretending too be getting married, there was no pretending too see my testicles in her mouth, on our pretend honeymoon, and when she blindfolded me I don't think those were her facial lips closing around my shaft when she blindfolded me and she gave me her word that while I wanted for was on we were only pretending to make love on a pretend honeymoon but my insisting that she promised me that she not engage in any baby making activities with me for real will while I was blindfolded but when she was traveling me for about 20 minutes or so and was extremely evasive when I asked her what it was she had put my penis in bad swear to God I wouldn't get mad if she told me the truth about what she was doing on top of me, because I was getting the impression that her prestending too make love too my blindfolded nude self involved her really being naked on top of me, with my penis inside her. I had too promise too keep letting her do what she wanted as long as we weren't making babies. I wasn't allowed too see her naked until I agreed to be your boyfriend for real but she insisted that she be allowed to do anything she wanted to me, as long as my penis wasn't penetrating her vagina. I couldn't make her stop grinding or dryhumpimg me because my seminal fluids were not getting inside her. As wrong as it seemed too let her grind her parts on top of mine, she wasn't breaking her promises to me, and her bare skin felt really nice against mine, and when she asked if I hated her for being so intimate, I asked her too tighten the blindfold on my head, I told her too close her eyes for a couple of minutes, and kissed her on the lips, then proceeded to her other lips, her cheeks, then soread her other cheeks and kissed insheide, then shoved my fingers in her and gave her an orgasm, kissing her pelvic and abdominal area vigorously rubbed her flat, soft chest, asking that she let me know fs she wants me too stop. I wouldn't agree too be her boyfriend because of the age gap, but she could continue too undress me for more games of house as long as no one knew about it. She did, for almost three months.

I was 15. My boyfriend at the time told me he wanted to look inside me. He had me lie down, spread my legs and used tongs to hold my vagina open.

First play exam I was 29 or 30. Had just started dating a beautiful curvaceous blond woman who I felt was way out of my league. She dropped a few hints so one day I called her from work and said “this is Dr. Richard, will you be home at 6pm for your exam?” She played along and said yes.

The exam was basically a chance for me to look at and touch every little inch of her body. Most focus of course was breasts and nipples, vagina, bottom, anus, rectum. Did several rectal temps, which she requested be done on her back with legs pulled up because she wanted to watch me do it. She was so nervous but so excited.

That exam was the first of many. She later asked to be the doctor on occasion and yes she did do a very invasive exam, I loved it!

I got a catheter it was pretty cool too. because he was a nurse as well as retired with a house of diapers and walkers and all the medical equipment.

Those pics are on my albums.

My first proper was with a local domme. She was wonderful. I sent her a detailed scenarios as a baseline, and asked her to improvise as she please. My only request was to use the stethoscope as much as she can. I was so nervous going through her door. An introduction & a glass of water later, she grabbed my hand and guide me to her exam room - filled with equipments, exam table with stirrups, white curtains, ugly fluorescent lighting and the faintest smell of bleach. It was a sensory overload. The rest was history. She got me hooked. An examination to remember for sure!

I did not had the chance to have a play exam. But i hope to have someday. I would like it to include heart auscultation, pulse check and taking blood pressure.

I Gave a brief discriptive of a 12 year old girl blackmailing my 14 year old self into becoming her male anatomy study model, allowing her too assert her dominance over me as her boytoy, at first out of fear of reprisal of a girl her age who had it in for me for accidentally walking in and seeing her topless, because she took every opportunity too catch me naked, thinking fair is fair if she sees my penis and testicles because I saw her undeveloped areola and nipples on her flat chested upper torsal. I new the mean 12 year old Missy wouldn't be nice about it if she was given access too my exposed boyparts, and she always had the other kids with her when barging in on me in the bathroom, which had no lock on the door too secure it, leaving me to hold my hands over my genitals while she tried too pry them away in front of the other kids. The 12 year old girl who became my mistress, for lack of a better word, was one of those kids watching, and the bestie of the girl trying too steel a vengeful peek at my reproductive organs. When that girl found her chance too satisfy her female curiosity of male anatomy, holding my clothing hostage, with a determination too know what I had cupped in my hands as I pleaded with her not too get Missy and the other kids over too objectify my nude body out of spite, she accepted my proposal too give her exclusive access too my anatomy, on the condition that she keep Missy away from me when possible. Putting my hands too my sides and concenting too her examining me the way my mother examined my stepfather prior too their appointment too the doctor for his physical too get their marriage license, she agreed and I humiliated myself by turning around, spreading my feet shoulder length, bending over and spreading my cheeks so she could examine everything from my tailbone too my navel. Looking up between my legs as she approched with my testicles and erecting penis dangling in front of her between my inner thighs, I asked that she be gentle because my nuts are sensitive too the touch. When she excitedly grabbed them, causing me too yelp in pain, she surprised me with an uncharacteristic show of sympathy, kissing them in her hand after loosening her grip, asking me if that felt better. It did, and my shame gave way too arousal, with her asking me all sorts of questions about the hair growing on my nutsack and penis, and around my butthole as she ran her fingers of her right hand over the skin and hair, petting the testicles she lightly gripped in her left hand tenderly, giving them another kiss, telling me she would keep doing this until my nuts stopped hurting. This was the first time she saw a boy naked and wanted me too know how much she liked my boyparts, promising me that only she would see them, if I obeyed her from now on. I was humiliated by the erecting of my penis, but she insisted that she really liked it that way and wanted it too stiffen for her all the time from now on when I admitted that it happened because I like her, not mentioning the fact that her fingers being inserted into my butthole causes an erection when her fingertips press my prostate, afraid she would want too do this all the time if she knew. I let her know how embarressing this was for me, being naked with her playing with my private parts, admitting that my fear of what she thought of me, seeing me this way, was unbearably uncomfortable for me. She said that if I was her boyfriend, I wouldn't have too feel embarressed anymore, wrapping her arms around my butt cheeks and pressing the side of her face against my erected genitals, saying I didn't need privacy anymore with her her. I said I'd think about it and she pressed her lips against me my scrotum, mumbling that she could take her clothes off if she was my girlfriend, and that would be really nice. I didn't respond, and she resumed her examination, periodically kissing my nuts and penis head, fingers deep inside my butthole until I ejaculated. This indicated that she was my wife too be, in her view, because that how babies are made. I was her's she decided, and made lie down, , so she could lie down on top of me, resting her head on my genitals and closing her eyes, the discomfort of her denime covered groin area pressed upon my face, as she took a little 5min. nap. As humiliating as it was being objectified and claimed by this young agressive girl, I couldn't think of any reason too say no too her after reclaiming my clothes. She liked me naked, and I enjoyed her pretending that I was her husband, and obeyed her every command. She claimed my boyparts as hers, and I did not contradict her.