Chapter 3
"Oh," she said, trying to think of something else to say.
Now that the erotic need had been satisfied she was starting to feel rather uncomfortable with the way he was looking at her, the feeling of his thick fingers still inside of her.
While it wasn't unpleasant, she knew that she shouldn't have allowed him to do what he did.
Not that she'd really had that much choice in the matter, considering the restraints he'd put her in, but surely she could have kept herself from enjoying it so much if she'd really wanted to.
She tugged her wrists again. "Can you let me go now? "
Smiling, he slowly slid his fingers from her pussy, making her shiver. "No, my dear, your examination isn't over yet."
"Oh," she said again, feeling somewhat at a loss as he meticulously wiped his fingers off with a tissue and pulled a tray over to him, seating himself at the juncture of her legs where he would have the best view of her satiated pussy folds.
Because of the way she was positioned Amanda couldn't see what was on the tray and she felt her anxiety rising again. "What else do you have to do?"
"Several things," he said cheerfully. "First of all, let's take your temperature."
"My temperature?" she asked, confused as she heard him fiddling with some of the instruments. It wasn't until something cold and slick and smooth pressed against her tiny, crinkled anus that she realized his intent. "No! Please No!"
She began to struggle wildly, but it was no use.
The restraints held her firmly in place, unable to even scoot away from the awful instrument as Dr. Durand continued to ignore her and pressed the thin glass rod into her bottom.
It didn't hurt, but it felt rather uncomfortable and it was far too strange.
Not to mention wrong. Things weren't supposed to go in there!
Face hot with shame, Amanda moaned her humiliation as Dr. Durand worked the thermometer into her tight asshole.
It was obviously well lubed, it slid in so easily.
Slowly the cool surface heated from the temperature of her body and Dr. Durand amused himself by sliding it back and forth a few times rather than just letting it sit easily in her rectum, mimicking the sex act with the thermometer and her tight asshole.
Amanda whimpered and wriggled, suffering through the indignity as best she could because there was no other option.
Finally the doctor removed the thermometer and checked it and Amanda let out all of her breath on a whoosh; she hadn't even realized that she'd been holding it. The little smile that Dr. Durand gave her, with the twinkle in his eye, was almost as embarrassing as having a thermometer up her bottom.
"Normal temperature," he reassured her.
Amanda just shot him a look in response.
"Now I'm going to insert a speculum and do the vaginal exam."
Amanda relaxed, knowing from her conversation with Sara that this was a normal part of the exam.
She wasn't ready for the cool steel of the speculum, even though it had obviously been coated with some kind of lubricant.
Her pussy shuddered around it and she tried not to clench.
The probing tool was long and rigid, pushing its way into her body so very deep, and she could feel every cold inch of it.
Then Dr. Durand began to crank it open. Amanda groaned as her muscles strained, feeling her tight channel being widened.
She realized that Dr. Durand must be able to actually see inside of her now, all the way into her pussy.
"Ouch! Please, no more!" she cried out as he opened her further. Surely he didn't need to keep spreading the awful tool, she must already be open enough to complete the exam.
"Just a bit further," he murmured.
Amanda cried out again as her vaginal walls were forcibly separated; it felt like the awful thing was splitting her in two!
Then, finally, he stopped, leaving her panting for breath as her body struggled to adjust to its new dimensions. "You've got a nice, tight vagina, Amanda. Very responsive, quick to lubricate."
She moaned as she felt his fingers rubbing the flesh of her hole that wasn't being pressed open by the speculum, it felt so strange to have him touching her walls like that when she was spread so far open.
"Looks nice and healthy. I just need to take a quick swab from your cervix with this q-tip."
Something poked deep inside of her.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
"All done," he said, holding up the oversized q-tip with a smile.
"You have quite a nice vagina, Amanda, very muscular and quite deep.
You'll be able to accommodate just about any man that you'd like to.
" The crass words uttered in such a clinical voice confused her as he continued to examine her open cunt, poking and prodding at the interior with his fingers until Amanda thought she might die of embarrassment.
Finally he slid the speculum from her pussy and nodded thoughtfully.
"Very elastic, that's good. It would take quite a bit of effort to stretch you out in any meaningful way. "
She stared at him, looking down over her breasts and copper mound to the man who was still inspecting her goodies, not paying attention to anything but those most intimate parts.
The things he said sounded so reasonable in tone, but the content was appalling!
Men, especially doctors, weren't supposed to talk to women like that… Were they?
Something poked at her anus and she clenched automatically. "Stop it! Now what?"
"Now I'd like to examine this tight little asshole," he said calmly, throwing her into a completely state of heightened anxiety. How could he sound so calm when he was saying such things? "You need to relax your bottom or this might hurt."
"Please don't," she said with a low moan, but she could feel his lubricated finger pressing harder against her crinkled hole.
It was difficult to maintain a constant tightening of her sphincter and her virgin asshole slowly gave way to his digital assault as she pleaded and began to cry, completely undone by this unexpected maneuver.
"Calm down," Dr. Durand ordered her as he entered her deeper, all the way to the second knuckle of his finger.
Amanda shook her head and cried harder.
"If you don't calm down, Amanda, I will have to take further measures."
She tried to stop crying then, she really did, but she was so humiliated by this backdoor invasion that she couldn't quite quell the tears, even though she was terrified about what further measures might entail.
Shaking his head, Dr. Durand leaned forward, and Amanda gasped as he put his mouth directly on the open folds of her pussy.
It certainly stopped her crying. She was so shocked by the intimate probing of his tongue into her pussy hole that her tears ceased immediately.
Oh no... it felt... it felt... wonderful.
Hot. Sinful. Delicious. The finger in her backside suddenly felt a lot less uncomfortable and a lot more forbiddingly erotic.
She didn't want to like it, but the strange full feeling and the slight burning friction was suddenly feeling...
quite good. Amanda whimpered and wriggled, but that didn't stop Dr. Durand from pushing his finger in further, burying it all the way up to his last knuckle.
The long thick digit felt so wrong inside of her, her tight ring of muscle gripping it with every clenching pulse as her body responded to the expert pussy-licking that he was inflicting on her.
Amanda was helpless to stop him, just as she had been from the beginning, and she felt her body begin to give way, to submit into the restraints and just go along for the ride.
If it was impossible to stop him, then why not just enjoy it?
Giving in felt so wrong, but there was literally nothing else she could do.
As he sucked her erect clit into his mouth, Amanda moaned fitfully, her toes actually curling at the wonderful sensation.
The finger in her ass pumped back and forth, slick and unyielding as he stretched out the tight ring of muscle that guarded the entrance to her most intimate hole.
It was starting to feel really good, even though she knew it shouldn't.
Well she certainly wasn't frigid. The thought made her want to giggle, a little hysterically, but the sound was turned into a gasping moan as Dr. Durand pulled his mouth and finger away, leaving her wet and wanting. Then something cold and slick pressed against her anus.
"Oh please... no...." she pled, horrified as the anal speculum slid deeper into her.
Despite the heat of her backdoor, it took long moments for the thing to begin to warm with her body temperature, long moments in which she could feel it sliding deeper inside of her, invading her in a most horrible way.
She began to beg again as he cranked it open, feeling her hole gaping as he stretched her.
Why she bothered pleading anymore she didn't know, other than she couldn't seem to stop herself.
Her anus protested and clenched to no avail as the merciless doctor continued his degrading invasion of her rear entry, examining her pink walls with something approaching glee.
"Nice and tight back here too, I see," he commented. "You'd need quite a bit of work to stretch you out enough to take a cock."
The idea of a man putting his dick in her asshole made Amanda feel a little faint. Maybe she was a little frigid after all. Even though his finger had started to feel kind of good after a bit, it was much smaller than any cock.
When he slid the speculum out of her ass she moaned as she felt the tiny hole slowly closing back up again. It felt like she had to go to the bathroom, but there was nothing there.
"Are we done?" she asked, whimpering.
"Almost," said Dr. Durand. "I just have one more test to make sure that you're not frigid."