"I'm so sorry, Doctor. I- I didn't mean to... really I just... I mean it's just that..."
"Whether you meant to or not is not the issue, dear." He interrupted sternly. "I'll just have to clean it up with a wet wipe but do try to control yourself henceforth Ms Spencer!"
Her cheeks coloured and she remained silent, properly contrite.
Dr Watson grinned at his patient's increasing submissiveness and proceeded to lower his face to where her pussy lips glistened with juice, inhaling the wondrous scent before licking the entire length of her baby-smooth slit.
"Ahhh..." moaned Miss Spencer helplessly. It was an unbelievably torturous feeling to be so aroused whilst trying her very best not to be. But she could not prevent the twitching of her body, nor her pussy from overflowing with yet more liquid proof of her shameful predicament. Her girlfriends had always mentioned how much they dreaded the cold, calculated atmosphere at their regular check-ups but that was the furthest from how she was feeling now. What was wrong with her? Dr Watson must be disgusted with her and how could she blame him? Even a wet wipe turned her on!
"P-please... please I..." she babbled, unsure exactly what she was pleading for.
Dr Watson withdrew long enough to harshly admonish his patient once again. "You just can't help yourself, can you?! Perhaps if I apply the suction cup to your clitoris, I will be able to dry you out enough to continue my examination. That is the source after all and I do have other appointments to keep!!"
"N-no... n-not that again... please I can't..."
"That is enough from you Miss Spencer! As if you aren't enough trouble already, you now protest my methods? I am a professional and I will do what I see fit in this situation!"
"Forgive me Doctor. I won't say another word." Miss Spencer whispered, hoping to appease the angry Doctor. Oh, how she disliked confrontation! She'd been a people pleaser her whole life and had never been able to handle anyone being angry with her.
"You had better not! One more sound and I will cease the appointment and charge you triple for the inconvenience!" Wow. Thought Dr Watson. I can't believe she is falling for this bullshit. "I should just speed through the rest of the exam to recover the time you have wasted, but I am a kind man and I will continue to inform you of the proceedings as long as you keep that mouth shut! I will now apply the suction cup to your clitoris."
He bent over to suckle at her still swollen clit, drinking the forthcoming pussy juice as if he was dying of thirst and this was the only way to quench it. He even nipped the bud with his teeth, knowing she was too distracted by controlling her own passion to notice change in the so called suction cup.
Miss Spencer was indeed overwhelmed by her efforts to remain unresponsive to the doctor's administrations. Her knuckled were white, nails biting into her palm as she kept her fist clenched tightly at her sides. Her entire form was covered with a sheen of sweat and her teeth drew blood as she bit her bottom lip to keep her promised silence. Suddenly the suction increased and she began to thrash uncontrollably, just barely able to stop the scream of pleasure form leaving her lips.
Dr Watson smiled as he watched her fight her orgasm to the end. Needless to say, he was now so unbelievably hard that he felt he would rip a hole through his trousers if he did not give his engorged member some breathing space. He unzipped and pulled his trousers and underwear down to his ankles before stepping out of them. He had been told by many lovers, including his wife, how his size and incredible stamina impressed them. Therefore, he arrogantly thought that any woman on the receiving end should be honoured and grateful to him for the opportunity to be properly 'filled'. His patient had come down from her orgasm and was now breathing heavily, her perfect breasts jiggling up and down as she did so. He knew he could get away with anything now that the oh so gullible and submissive Miss Spencer had been sworn to silence and practically unconditional co-operation. He reached out to rub her heaving mounds once more, giving the nipples a few satisfying pulls before releasing them.
"Well, I suppose that's as clean as I'll be able to get you." Dr Watson's voice still held that hint of admonishment to maintain his patient's embarrassment and eager-to-be-a-good-girl behaviour.
"It's important you remain as still as possible for this last part of the examination. I will now feel for abnormalities internally."
Without preamble, the Doctor slid a bare finger into her sopping cunt, thrusting it in and out before adding in a second, then third finger. He looked up at her, delighted at her attempts to control her 'bad behaviour'. Her hands had a death grip on the sides of the examination table and no audible speech passed her lips, but the arching of her back, her pointed nipples, flushed face and forever leaking pussy exposed her wanton passion. He added a forth digit to his finger fucking, stroking his weeping cock with his left hand.
He suddenly withdrew his fingers from her pussy, knowing he couldn't wait any longer.
"There's just one last test in your internal exam before I can let you go. It's a simultaneous rectal and vaginal temperature reading." He needn't have maintained his pseudo-medical explanations as Miss Spencer was beyond hearing or comprehending his words at this point.
He grabbed a thermometer from his tools bench, picking up the real first medical tool since the examination began. He slid it straight into the pussy before him, lubricating the instrument thoroughly before pushing it slowly into her asshole until the head of the thermometer disappeared completely. She gasped and moaned but her mind didn't even question the intrusion; she was so close to cumming, her body would welcome any stimulation that could get her there. She couldn't even recall why she had been resisting for so long, everything but the rising arousal did not exist to her anymore.
"Here comes the cunt thermometer, Miss Spencer." Forgetting to use the professional term in his haste, Dr Watson lined up his cock with its gorgeous target and thrust himself in. He barely registered his patient's screams of orgasmic pleasure as he grunted and groaned at the unbelievable tightness and suddenly throbbing walls of her pussy. He had been unable to push his huge, thick cock all the way in on that first thrust, she was that tight! In fact he was not even halfway inside, but he would rectify that right now. Miss Spencer screamed in pleasure-pain, her pussy stretching unbelievably wide to accommodate the doctor's cock as he pushed it further inside her. Finally he was balls deep and, tightening his grip on her hips for leverage, he began thrusting mercilessly in and out of her welcoming cunt. He pumped his cock hard and fast for almost half an hour before spilling his seed deep into her pussy. Exhausted, he looked up at his victim, only now noticing she'd lost consciousness.
Dr Watson tidied himself up and got dressed; his dick was at half-mast as he left the examination room.
"Be sure to book Miss Emily Spencer in for a follow-up appointment when she comes out" said Dr Watson to the women at the receptionist desk, his devilishly scheming smile barely concealed. "I think she'd benefit from a dual consult with Dr Mason and myself." Dr Watson glanced at his watch, "Time flies when you're working hard! If you'll excuse me ladies, I'm going to head out for my lunch break." He returned to the exam room to hang up his lab coat, grinning at the sight before him of Miss Spencer's unconscious form with her pussy still stretched to maximum capacity by the stirrups, his fresh cum dripping freely from down her slit and the head of the thermometer peeking out of that gorgeous asshole. "Perhaps even Dr Mason's young interns would jump at a chance to observe such an interesting case study." He smirked, getting hard again just imagining it.
