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He continued his expert manipulations until her body tensed up and she felt herself about to fall into the abyss of a desperately humiliating orgasm.But then, at the last moment, he stopped.Leaving his fingers both inserted, he used his thumb to rub firmly over the top of her clit, pulling back the hood and revealing the incredibly sensitive, erect nub.
“I’m going to evaluate your clitoral response now, Amy,” he said, rubbing his thumb directly over her little button.
It happened too fast for her to even fully process what was taking place. She came hard all over his fingers, her pussy and every other muscle in her body clenching and unclenching, while a half-moan-half-cry escaped her lips. She slumped back to the table, as ashamed as she had been during the enema, if not more.
She had just come during a vaginal exam.
She knew instinctively that he had brought her to orgasm on purpose, but somehow that fact merely made her feel even more thoroughly and humiliatingly dominated. She’d had no control whatsoever. While she had come before, of course, she had never beenforced tocome, and it had been both mortifying and more intense than any orgasm she’d ever had before.
“Your clitoris is clearly very, very sensitive. Amy. Have you ever climaxed during a vaginal exam before?”
“No, doctor…”
No one’s ever touched your clit during a vaginal exam before either, she thought, but decided against saying it out loud.
“Due to the volume of your natural lubrication, I’ll need to clean and dry you in order to get a clearer view for the next part of the exam,” said Dr. Davidson. He stepped away briefly and returned with a washcloth, which she soon discovered had been wetted with warm water, then thoroughly cleaned every fold of her pussy, even dipping his fingers inside her channel to clean her there as well.
He patted her dry with a hand towel before saying, partly to her and partly to himself, “That’s better.”
But by the time he’d walked over to throw both the rag and the hand towel in the sink, her pussy was once again every bit as wet as it had been before he began the process, if not wetter. He pretended not to notice, either because he didn’t want to make a point of the fact that his ministrations had been in vain or because he mercifully decided that he had drawn enough attention to her helpless arousal already.
After another quick inspection, which once more involved the parting of her lips with his fingers, he stepped away, and she watched him open a drawer and remove a large metal speculum. He turned on the sink and ran it under the water. Was he warming it for her? That’d be surprisingly sweet considering how ungentle the rest of his exam had been so far, but her hopes proved correct when he returned to stand between her legs and placed the speculum firmly against her vaginal opening. Once more using his fingers to spread her as wide as possible, he began to force the speculum inside. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t particularly comfortable either. By the time it was an inch or two in, she began to squirm and pull away from its touch.
“You’ll need to stay in position for me to be able to complete this portion of your examination, young lady,” Dr. Davidson said in the scolding tone.
Embarrassed, Amy willed herself to stay in position, but allowed herself the luxury of a whimpered question. “Aren’t you going to lube it, doctor?”
“You seem sufficiently lubricated already, Amy, but I can use more if you’d like.” With that, he withdrew the speculum and squirted some lube on its outer jaws. Then, after once more spreading her pussy with his fingers, he squirted a liberal amount there as well.
“Better, young lady?”
The patronizing tone of his question would have annoyed her if she hadn’t been too busy focusing on the fact that the lube itself seemed to be warming every inch that it touched.
“I know the speculum can be a little cold, so I always use lubricant which has a slight heating effect.”
Slight? It felt like her pussy was warming rapidly, and while it wasn’t painful, the enhanced blood flow was only making her already-swollen lips even more puffy and sensitive. The lubrication did help the speculum slide in more easily this time, but due to its size she still felt painfully stretched by the time the instrument had penetrated to its full depth.
“I’m going to open the speculum now, Amy, to get a better look at your cervix and the inner walls of your vaginal canal.”
The doctor didn’t wait for her response, which was good because her response would have almost certainly been more whining and whimpering. Instead, he began to twist the knob to open the instrument. By the time he was finished, she felt more open than she ever had in her life. She’d been examined with a speculum before, but he had spread her far, far wider than she was used to.
With her now completely on display, he turned on what looked like a small, medical version of a flashlight and began an inspection more intimate than not only what he’d done up until now but what she could even imagine possible. While his fingers couldn’t quite reach her cervix, he probed every inch the speculum had left exposed, then used a long, thin Q-tip to prod at her cervix itself. He took his time with this part of the exam, and despite the painful degree to which she was spread open for him, the jaws of the speculum were soon drenched with her arousal. Seeming satisfied with his visual and manual exploration of her womanhood, he stood up again, looking down at her.
Why doesn’t he hurry up and remove the fucking speculum?
Her question was answered mere moments later when she felt his thumb on her clit once more. He’s not going to… hewasgoing to, she realized, as his thumb began a rapid stimulation of her throbbing, desperately sensitive nub.
He was going to make her come with the speculum still inside her.
Would it hurt? She didn’t know, but she was about to find out whether she liked it or not. Despite her best efforts to hold out, she didn’t last long, and less than a minute later she felt herself tumble over the edge into a far more brutal climax than the already intense one she’d experienced so very recently.
Her pussy spasmed and clenched so hard she wondered for a moment if the speculum would break, but the metal device held firm. Her body’s best efforts to clamp her muscles around the intruding instrument merely intensified the orgasm. It was as if a life-or-death struggle was happening between her Kegel muscles and the speculum, and the speculum was winning. But her pussy wasn’t going down without a fight, and as it fought harder, the waves of both pleasure and pain that shot through her body were like an endless series of lightning bolts.
She nearly passed out before it was finished. She had no idea how long it had been—she had lost all sense of time. She slumped against the table, utterly spent. The speculum remained intact and her incredibly sore, soundly defeated pussy contented itself with soaking the victorious device in even more of her arousal.
He let her lie there for what felt like ages, though was perhaps only a minute or so, before finally closing the jaws of the speculum and sliding it from her aching pussy. After tossing it in the sink, he returned with a newly wetted washcloth to clean her swollen, bright pink folds thoroughly. He didn’t bother with the hand towel this time, instead opting to let her lay there and air dry while he removed his gloves and washed his hands. When she heard the snapping sound of a fresh pair being put on, however, Amy gasped as she realized that he was not finished with her.
“Your vaginal exam is complete, but we still have the rectal exam left,” he said, using his clinical tone again as if he had not just brought her to two incredible orgasms just moments ago.
