Lying on the table, she, the doctor, checks on my rectum and prostate, detecting my erection. I am a little embarressed, face getting hot. She just seems to smile behind her facemask.
A little later, she's checking on my penis and testicles. Again, my erection gets stronger and again she just smiles. I look away, try to keep myself calm. But then the strokes on my cock getting less professional and more gentle. Staring with wide eyes I look at her again.
She knows exactly what I want, without asking.
She let's go, with one flick of a switch the dreaded stirrups pop up from under the bench.
"Why don't you get a bit more comfortable?", she asks, still with her eyes looking as if she was smiling.
While I - surprised, embarressed and excited - do as I was told, she goes to her desk pushing the speak-button on her microfone.
"Nicole, we have here a case of 04. It may take about 30 minutes."
Then, she pushes her stool in front of my exposed privates and produces - from a drawer underneath the bench - a butt plug and an artificial vagina.
"You might be interested," she starts, while sliding the toy over my penis, the plug is already softly vibrating in my back, "In an experiment I am conducting."
As if it was normal small-talk during an examination, she somewhat detached goes on to explain her new orgasm-therapy to me, while she is stroking my penis with the toy.