My Medical Fetish FantasyI go to the doctor, the examination gets a bit invasive and weird. I don’t question it, because I trust my doctor( he’s a wise man, that went to school for this).First I’m told to get on my hands and knees on the treatment table, the doctor pulls my pants slightly down(just slightly, only my ass is showing).He puts a thermometer in my asshole, and walks to the otherside of the room and keeps looking at me while he leans against his desks with a smirk. He lets me sit there like that 5/7 minutes(time doesn’t matter, but obviously too long). He walks up to me and pulls the meter out. Reads it. I’m “sorry, miss” he says, “just to be sure I need to measure again” He puts the meter back in, before I can even give a response. And rests his hand on my ass.He starts talking about the weather, while I sit there on my hands and knees; thermometer in my ass; and his hand on my ass (I’m feeling very humiliated). He grabs the thermometer moves it in and out a few times, then he takes it out. “I think I need to do a full body research, just to be sure.” he says.He pull my pants further down and pushes my knees a bit apart, now my pussy is also showing. I feel something cold against my pussy and I jerk away from it. “Calm down, miss. It’s just bahis firmaları a routine check.” His deep calm voice relaxes me. And at that he pushes the speculum in my pussy, and I feel the cold object stretch me more open at every turn of the key. He opens the speculum as far as he can. “Ok, baby girl. Euhh…. Sorry, I mean miss. Miss, for what I’m gonna do next I need you to stay as calm as possible. I feel the same cold feeling against my ass, and my heart starts to race. I want to give a reaction, but the very cold speculum has already entered my ass. The doctor starts opening up this speculum too, and stretches my asshole as far as it can go.On the wall right in front of me a clothesline is hung, on that clothesline attached with clothespins are c***dren’s drawings. The doctor grabs a clothespin from the line and puts it on my clit. I wince, I hear him softly chuckle at that. “This is normal procedure.” he says through his grin. I am wearing a low cut shirt, (I started wearing one ,because I noticed that the doctor took more time for me when I wear on.) the doctor reaches over and pull my tits from the top of my my shirt. He starts kneading them, after he goes over to the line with drawings and grabs two more clothes pins. A drawing fall on the kaçak iddaa ground, ‘thank you doctor’ it says in c***dren’s writing with a c***dlike drawings of a doctor underneath. I’m still busy studying the drawing, when I feel a sharp pain through both of my nipples. “These clothespins on your nipples are part of the routine check, miss.” the doctor says, barely containing his laugh.So now I sit there on hands an knees, speculum in both my ass and pussy and clothespins on my clit and nipples.He walk over to the small freezer and pulls out a metal rod with a rounded top. He puts the rod in my pussy and moves around with it, moving it against my walls. Everytime the freezing rod touches my walls, I shiver. The doctor grabs a second freezing rod and gives my asshole the same treatment. Now both the freezing rods are moving in me at the same time and I keep shivering. I try keeping in my moans nearly failing a couple of times.The doctor puts the two rods aside and grabs his flashlight, he shines into my asshole and pussy. I wanna cry from humiliation, everything is exposed to my doctor. The doctor hums and scribbles something on paper. Then he grabs a cottonswab and takes swabs of both my pussy and ass. “I don’t know if the test on your vagina is going to kaçak bahis work, miss. Your vagina is quite wet, you see.” the doctor says mater of factly. And at that moment I want to die from embarrassment, my face turns beet red.The doctor removes the clothespins, and hangs the fallen c***dren’s painting back up with the clothespins that wet with my pussy. He slowly pulls out the speculum from my pussy. And after the one from my ass. I sigh from the feeling of emptiness.“Get off the table, and then bend over the table.” The doctor orders. I struggle to get off the table but I finally get down and bend over the table (feeling the cold table on my bare tits). The doctor with a syringe inserts a gooey substance in my pussy and ass. The goo burns a bit. The doctor says: “This will leak out when you walk out of here, making a mess of your panties. But trust me it’s good for you.” He orders me to stand up and turn around, I already feel the goo leak out of me.“Your next appointment is next week at the same time. We’re going to discuss the results and maybe run some further tests if needed. Is that ok with you, miss?” “ Yes, doctor.” I say. He walks over with the piece of paper where the appointment is written on, but instead of putting it in my hands he pushes it in between my pussylips. He bends over and quickly pulls my pants up. “You can take that out when you’re at home.” he laughs. He kneads my tits one more time and puts my tits back in my shirt. And leaves the room.