Different Doctor: Her Erotic Medical Exam

It's time for Colleen's annual checkup, but the doctor she normally sees, a woman, is out of town. She agrees to see a replacement doctor, but upon realizing it's a man, grows very uncomfortable. Things get worse when, without warning, Colleen is tied down to her bed. She realizes that this different doctor has an agenda of his own, and that unbridled lust and carnal sex are on his itinerary...

This scorching 7000 word story contains explicit and graphic content including a reluctant and extremely thorough OB/GYN exam, a woman treated roughly when at her most vulnerable, and a hot and steamy conclusion that leaves Colleen wondering if she should switch doctors.

This is a darker erotica story containing elements of BDSM, power play, and reluctance. Not for the easily offended or meek of heart.

Excerpt

When Colleen had removed all of her clothing, she looked around for a gown to wear, but couldn’t find one. In fact, there was nothing in the room that she could use to cover her body up with, and she instantly felt a stirring in her gut, and hints of worry flashing through her. This was particularly unusual. Usually there was a gown or sheet!

The door opened without a knock, and Dr. Lilard swept into the room, followed by a nurse. He smiled curtly at Colleen, who had instinctively sucked in her stomach a little and folded her arms over her breasts. He shut the door behind him and then proceeded to walk towards and pat the exam table.

“Please, Colleen, if you would just get up here.”

Colleen swallowed, but did not move at first. When Dr. Lilard began to approach her, each step a slow one, she nodded, and let her eyes close for the briefest of moments.

Stop worrying, she thought to herself. He’s a doctor!

The next few moments blurred and smudged together in Colleen’s mind as she climbed up onto the exam table. She was sure her ascent lacked grace and fluidity, as though being nude had completely robbed her of her agility, and she was mildly embarrassed when she found herself lying on the exam table, breathing a little quicker, with Dr. Lilard adjusting her feet in their stirrups.

“Shouldn’t I have a gown or sheet or something?” she ventured, her voice shaky.

“There’ll be no need for that,” Dr. Lilard replied matter-of-factly. Colleen found the response extremely strange, and glanced to the nurse for support, but the nurse was absorbed in a clipboard and seemed to fail to notice anything going on in the exam room.

“Dr. Lilard,” Colleen began, desperate to slow down the pace at which they were going.

“Please, don’t worry,” Dr. Lilard said, smiling as he did so. He walked around to the head of the exam table, and Colleen could hear him fiddling with something, but she couldn’t see what.

“Just, I’m a little uncomfortable, doctor.”

“I understand completely,” Dr. Lilard replied, not pausing or halting his movements.

“Oh,” Colleen sounded, before she felt rough hands close around both her wrists, and her arms were hoisted above her head. She quickly felt something cold tightening around them, and just a moment later she was handcuffed to the exam table, unable to move her arms down.

“Dr. Lilard!” she screamed, her face flushing as she lay on the table feeling impossibly even more exposed. He arms were above her head, and her legs strapped tightly into the stirrups and spread.

It had all happened so quickly!