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The Exam

It had been a few years since I had been to a doctor for my yearly exam. I hated to have them so bad that I kept putting it off. Besides, my normal doctor had moved away and the only one near our town was the new woman who had taken his place.
One day out of the blue, my husband Ron asked when my last exam was. I stuttered that I didn’t really remember. He said it was about time for one. He had previously worked in a pathology lab and really stressed annual exams. I was surprised that I had gotten by this long. I told him that I would make an appointment soon.
I thought Ron had forgotten about it. It wasn’t mentioned for a couple of months. One day he came home and told me that he had made me an appointment for the next week. I told him that I couldn’t possibly go that soon and would have to reschedule it. He told me that I certainly would keep the appointment. When I asked how he could make me, he said that he would take his belt and wear my ass out that day and then he would take me there himself. I had felt that belt before and had no doubt that he would do just that. And I really didn’t want to have my exam with red stripes on my ass. So I agreed.
In the meantime, I asked around some of my friends about the new doctor. They wouldn’t say much. Finally, I asked my best friend Sue. She said that the doctor wasn’t very nice and that she was very rough. Especially with one part of the exam. Which part, I asked nervously. The rectal exam. Sue said that the doctor had examined her two different ways and had really reamed he out. Before I could find out more, Sue had to leave.
On the morning of the appointment, Ron assured me that he would be checking to make sure I went. I showered and dressed. I couldn’t eat much. Later, I drove myself to the office. I sat in the waiting room with two other anxious looking ladies. Then I heard my name called.
I went into the examining room and went through all the paperwork with the nurse. She told me to undress and gave me a tiny paper sheet to wear. I thought briefly about leaving my underwear on, but knew that I would just have to remove them later. So I sat down on the examining table and tried to cover myself with the sheet.
I heard voices in the next room. I began to listem just to take my mind off what was going to happen. I heard a female voice talking about having to get in deeper and another woman saying something like “ow, that hurts”. Then I heard the other female voice say “bend her over and hold her still”. After a few seconds I heard the second woman almost yelling “oh, stop, it hurts, let go, ow, it burns, take it out”. Suddenly the door opened and my nurse returned to say the doctor would be right in.
The nurse remained in the room assembling some instruments. I ventured a question. I asked if this might be a little painful. She shook her head yes and explained that the doctor was very thorough. Just then, the doctor entered.
She introduced herself and told me to lie down. She needed to do a breast exam. She pulled the sheet away and did a standard breast exam. When it came time to check the nipples, she tweaked them really hard and rolled them between her thumb and finger.
Next she put my feet up in the stirrups and pushed the really far apart. I mentioned that it was a little uncomfortable and she said that she needed room to work. She removed a small part off the bottom of the bed so that my butt was hanging off. The vaginal exam was pretty quick. The only really bad part about it was the light that she pulled up between my legs. It was really bright and hot as it shined on my vagina. As she finished up that part, she told the nurse to set up for a rectal.
She asked me when my last rectal exam was. I told her that it had been a few years. She said that it could be just a bit uncomfortable and that I should just bear with her.
With no warning, I felt a gloved finger go up my butt. I squirmed a little. She told me to be still. She wiggled that finger around for a few minutes and then added a second one. She had two fingers up my butt wiggling them around. She kept pushing them further in. I thought that she must be up to her elbow by now. Suddenly she took them out and told me that she needed to to change position. I heard the same words that she told the other lady. She looked at the nurse and said to bend me over and hold me still.
The nurse quickly helped me off the table and bent me over. She told me to rest the upper part of my body on the table. Not sure what else to do, I complied. I tried to mention something about this really being necessary, but got no answer. The nurse grasped my upper body around my ribs with one of her arms and pushed my tightly down against the table. I felt the doctor put one arm around my waist and pull me back slightly. This made my butt stick out. I felt the nurse use her other hand to quickly spread my butt cheeks. I have no idea what the doctor pushed into my butthole. It felt like it was tearing me apart and then started to heat up. I started yelling that it hurt and trying to get away from that thing, but they held me tight. I was crying and begging, but they just continued their torture. The doctor twisted that thing around several times and pushed it deeper. When she finally removed it, I almost fainted.
They told me to get dressed as they left the room. I drove home with my asshole literally on fire.

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