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DISCLAIMER THE FOLLOWING TRUE STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF EXTREME SEXUAL VIOLENCE AND PERVERSION. IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN OF ANY AGE, AND ALSO NOT SUITABLE FOR MOST ADULTS. IN FACT, THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO SHOULD READ IT ARE THOSE WHO 1. ARE AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE 2. ARE NOT AT ALL SQUEAMISH ABOUT ANYTHING, AND 3. BELIEVE THAT THE FIRST AMENDMENT, WHEN APPLIED TO GROWN MEN AND WOMEN, SHOULD BE TAKEN LITERALLY. THE NAMES HAVE BEEN DELETED ENTIRELY, AND THE PARTICIPANTS ARE REFERRED TO ONLY BY THEIR PROFESSIONAL TITLE OR STATUS (AS IN DOCTOR & PATIENT). THE NAME OF THE TOWN HAS BEEN FICTIONALIZED. OF COURSE, NONE OF THE FOLLOWING ACTS SHOULD BE IMITATED BY ANYONE, EVEN UNDER THE SUPERVISION OF A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL.

Lakeside is a small town by any standards, and the nearest “big city” (where they actually have an all night convenience store and a fast food restaurant) is about 70 miles away. Since there is no hospital or clinic in Lakeside, the one doctors office can get quite busy during flu season.
The doctor had just hired an extra nurse, and all of the exam rooms (including the pediatric room and gynecological room) were rotated into use to take the pressure off of the 6 seat waiting room. The new nurse seem efficient even though she was a bit overwhelmed, being her first day on the job.
When the receptionist (this writers girlfriend, by the way) called the next name, the new nurse led the man into exam room four, the pediatric room. “Remove all of your clothes and put this on.” She ordered. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
“Is this really necessary?” he asked, looking at the paper gown. “I mean, can’t I just take off my shirt, or pull down my pants?”
“This is the procedure. Doctors rules” Replied the young nurse, never looking up from the chart. Since the doctor was setting a bone in room 3,
the nurse would have to act in his place on all of the routine procedures for a while. When she came back into the room, he was sitting on the undersized exam table, admiring the cartoon dinosaur wall paper. The paper robe was tied as tightly as he could get it behind him.
She was holding a popular mens magazine and a vile. “OK, we’re gonna need a semen sample and then I’ll be giving you your rectal exam.”
“You’re kidding, right?” he knew he was starting to blush. “How do you expect me to give you a semen sample here?”
“Masturbation, coupled with fantasization, followed by ejaculation, into here” she said handing him the vile. And the magazine.
“I already saw that issue. Do you have anything with a redhead” he said,
attempting to make a joke. Then he noticed that the very roots of her long blonde hair were in fact, red. And she noticed that he noticed. Suddenly, for the first time, she smiled. She took the magazine, the vile,
and the chart, and dropped it in a neat pile on the floor near the head of the exam table as she pushed him onto his back. She quickly straddled the table while reaching over to lock the door.
The table, having been designed for kids, resembled a weightlifting bench only a little wider and a little higher off the ground. In fact, it was just about crotch height to the tall young nurse, so she was able to straddle it while keeping both feet on the floor. She did have to pull her skirt up to spread her legs, and when she did he found his face just inches away from a thick red bush. No panty hose, no panties, just bush. “Don’t get you’re hopes up, you don’t get to lick it or screw it. It’s just to help you fantasize so we can get that semen sample.” And it was working. His cock was growing under the gown, and she pulled the gown up to watch it. Since he made no move to reach for it, she clamped her hand around it and started to pump.
“Nurse, will you remind me to order some more surgical lubricant. I just noticed we’re completely out.” Called the doctor from the next room.
“OK doctor” she shouted back.
“That’s bad news for your rectal exam. I’ll tell you what. We’ll use my saliva instead. But then you’ve gotta do something for me. It’s been a long time since anyone has kissed my ass.” She spread her buttocks and lowered her anus onto his lips. She removed the rest of her clothes, and as she unclasped the front of her bra, her huge breasts swung free. She leaned forward, laying them on either side of his throbbing penis, then pulled his legs upward. Wasting no time, she lowered her head and stuck her tongue right up his ass! No one had ever done this before! It felt great! He suddenly realized that he was supposed to be doing the same, and so he began to lick, and she began to moan quietly as they continued their obscene anal 69.
“Everything going all right in there nurse?” called the doctor from the hallway. “Yeah, but it looks like we might be a few minutes.” “That’s OK, take your time. I’ve got some sewing to do on the next patient, and all the rest are just flu shots. The receptionist can get them.”
When she had sat up to answer the doctor, her patient had licked his way past her juicy vagina and up to her clit. She hadn’t intended for that to happen, but he was good at it and she knew immediately that he could make her come. “Do you want me to suck it?” she asked. Locking his lips around her clit, he nodded “yes” with great enthusiasm. Waves of bliss began to wash over her, and she took his cock all the way in one gulp to muffle her scream of ecstasy. He grabbed her hair with both hands and held her head tightly against his crotch. Her legs collapsed, pressing her soaked pussy flesh firmly onto his face as their bodies convulsed with orgasmic pulsations while they each sucked valiantly to swallow the others fluids.
He released her hair, and she stood up and looked down at him, pissed. “You know, the plan was for that to go into this cup, not down my throat. ” There was still a little bit, not enough, oozing from the tip of his dick. She placed a plastic bag over his entire penis, securing it around the shaft and balls with a figure 8 of a rubber band. “We’re gonna catch any more that leaks out during the rectal exam. Turn over.” When he did,
she secured him there with a seat belt like strap that was attached to the table at waist height. Then she used wide velcro straps to secure his forearms to the table legs.
“What the hell...?” She cut off his question. “I don’t want you squirming around during the exam. Face it. It’s gonna hurt like hell now that I also have to do a prostate massage to expel more semen in addition to the rectal exam. And with no lube. I wouldn’t wanna be in your place right now. Open up your mouth.”
When he did, she inserted a long thick tube into his mouth. “This is called a throat tube. It’s usually used to pump someone’s stomach, but in your case I’m just placing it down your throat to act as a gag so the other patients and the doctor don’t here you scream. It’s about the same thickness as the cock you rammed into my throat, don’t you think?” With that she pushed more than a foot of the tube into his mouth and quickly taped it in place as he began to gag convulsively. She went around behind him and put on a rubber glove. Parting his buttocks, she noticed that the saliva had all dried up. It was as dry as hers had been the first time she had been forced to have anal sex. But that guy didn’t care, he just rammed it in anyway. “Men suck!” she said, more to herself than to him. She had given up on men years ago.
She would need to get at least two fingers in to properly massage the prostate. It was rough going, but she pushed with all her might. She actually thought the latex might tear, but it held. Finally, her fingers were in all the way, but she couldn’t hardly move them. And she felt them begin to tingle as the circulation was cut off. After a few minutes of twisting them and sliding them in and out, the muscle was losing its tight grip. With them buried all the way, she thought she felt a small bump with the very tip of her middle finger. She would need to investigate further to rule out cancer, but her two fingers could reach no further. She pulled them out, spit on the hole, bunched four fingers together, and then rammed them all the way back in. Up until then, she hadn’t been sure if his struggling and squirming had been caused by his gag reflex or by her anal probing. But now there was no doubt. He suddenly forgot how to gag and was now trying to articulate the word “BITCH” over and over again as he tried frantically to pull himself away from her torturing fingers.
Even with the tube clogging his throat and pressing against his vocal cords, she could hear herself being called a bitch. “I’m not a bitch.” she hissed. “I’m performing a medical procedure. You MEN on the other hand think nothing of shoving your THING down some innocent woman’s throat or up her ass just for the sake of your own pleasure.” With that she pulled back and curled her thumb into her palm and shoved her whole hand up his butt. She twisted it around a few times, and then began to ram it in and out as hard as she could, going deeper with each trust. By the time her arm grew tired, she had penetrated more than half way up her forearm. She left it there, reaching under him with the other hand to check the semen bag on his penis. Almost enough for the sample.
Looking up, she heard drops of fluid falling onto the magazine which had been tossed on the floor near his head. She didn’t know if it was drool or tears which dripped onto the deep cleavage of the model on the cover. She was just glad he wasn’t getting his chart wet, which sat next to the magazine on the floor. “The prostate massage is working, Mr. Johnson. We’ve almost got enough semen for your fertility test.” Now that he had quit thrashing around so much, she began moving her arm slowly and smoothly in and out of his ass. Meanwhile, he had picked up the pen with his bound left hand and began to scribble on his chart. “Damn” she thought. “Now I’ll have to re-do it.” she wondered what he was trying to write. Probably ‘stop’ or ‘it hurts’ or ‘I can’t breath’ or something whiny like that. Men were such babies.
Finally, there was enough semen for the sample. Just for good measure, she made a fist before yanking her arm out. This extra bit of painful stretching caused the already delirious patient to black out, and she left him undisturbed except for removing the plastic bag from his dick and transferring the contents to the vile, labeling it ‘Mr. Johnson’. She got dressed, unfastened the restraints and removed the throat tube from the unconscious patient. She picked up the magazine and chart, knowing that she would have to re-do it and then find some smelling salts.
Casually, she looked down to see what he had scribbled: I’M NOT MR. JOHNSON. I DON’T NEED A FERTILITY TEST. I’M JUST HERE FOR MY FLU SHOT. PLEASE STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Suddenly, she heard the door latch jiggle. The doctor, the only one with a master key, came through the door. “He fainted doctor, you know how squeamish some patients can be when you try to give them a flu shot in the butt.”
But the good doctor wasn’t buying the story. “Why is this mans anus so red. And why is Mr. Johnson’s semen sample on the counter. He left hours ago. Let me see this patients chart” She realized she was clutching it tightly to her bosom....

TO ONLY BY THEIR PROFESSIONAL TITLE OR STATUS (AS IN DOCTOR & PATIENT).

The patient jerked his head to one side, pulling away from the smelling salts. “Our nurse here wants to apologize to you! It was a simple mix up, really, could have happened anywhere to anyone. You know, someday your gonna look back at this and laugh. And really, you HAVE been thoroughly checked for prostate cancer. We also went ahead and gave you your flu shot while you were, ah sleeping. And there’s no charge, for the shot or the office call. No permanent damage done at all, why you sir have a clean bill of heath. Is there anything we can get for you, a glass of water, maybe?”
“How about my cellular phone. I have to call my lawyer.”
“Lawyer? Oh, come now sir, don’t you think you’re over reacting just a bit? Isn’t there some other way we can settle this?” The doctor looked worried.
“Yeah, let ME play doctor with your psycho nurse for a while. Other than that, I hope you’re malpractice policy is paid up.”
“Why don’t you just lay here for a few minutes and relax while my nurse and I go have a little chat. I’m sure we can come up with something.” the doctor said as he pulled his nurse by the arm into the hallway.
“We’ve GOT to make a deal with this guy. I don’t think my insurance policy covers extreme patient abuse, but even if it does, they’ll cancel me immediatly afterward. This guy has a 7 figure case against us, and if all he wants to make it go away is to rape you or slap you around a little bit, we’re gonna settle, do you understand?”
“Bullshit. He’s gonna go after YOUR insurance company. I don’t have anything to lose. I’ll just quit and go work somewhere else.”
“Nurse, let me be blunt. Your career ended today. You will never again work as a nurse. And while it’s true that he’ll come after my money, he has a CRIMINAL case against you. Forget about malpractice, you RAPED him.
If he talks to a lawyer, you’re going to prison. So were gonna offer to let him play doctor with you, and be a rough as he wants short of killing you, and we’re gonna pray he accepts that offer. Now go tell the receptionist what’s going on. Tell her to reschedule any remaining patients and get them outta here. Then tell her to take my video camera into the utility closet next to exam room five and tape everything that happens by looking through the vent. That way, we have evidence of him mistreating you in case he reneges on his deal to drop the case afterward. ”
The doctor recomposed his bedside manner, and re-entered the room. “Sir, we’ve got to settle this case. The fact is I’m the only doctor this town has, and if my insurance gets canceled over this, the townspeople won’t be able to get medical care anymore.”
“You shoulda thought of that before you hired the nurse from hell!”
“Don’t worry about her, I just fired her. And I don’t know if you were serious about dropping the whole thing if you get to play doctor with her,
but she is due for her gynecological exam. And maybe a rectal exam too. ”
“Could she be restrained during such an exam?”
“Of course. The GYN table has body restraints, arm restraints, and clamps that hold the feet in the stirrups.”
“And I’d be free to use any and all of your instruments, even if I use them improperly?”
“My office is your office. And nobody expects you to be Marcus Welby on the first exam.”
“So I could do anything I wanted to the bitch?”
“Well, I think we’d have to stop you short of any permanent damage, anything that wouldn’t heal in a reasonable period of time. But other than that, you’d have all the authority to treat your patient as you see fit. Do we have a deal?”
“Yeah, what the hell. I never liked lawyers anyway.”
“Me neither” sighed the doctor.
A few minutes later, she was strapped nude to the table in exam room five, her feet in the stirrups. He pushed a throat tube down her throat, which she managed to swallow without gagging, much to his disappointment.
Then the opened a drawer and found an assortment of scissors like tools, only instead of blades that had jaws, like long needlenose pliers. And they could be locked in the closed position. “What are these?”
“They’re called ‘hemostats’ They’re used mainly to hold tissue out of the way during an operation.”
“Thank you doctor. That’s just what I plan to use them for.” He adjusted the stirrups so that her legs both pointed straight up at the ceiling and were spread only slightly. He clamped one hemostat to each pussy lip, and used surgical tape to secure each one to its nearest inside thigh. Now the act of spreading her legs would peel open her vagina. He considered clamping one to her clit, but with only two hemostats left, he elected to apply one to each of her nipples. That hurt badly, but she didn’t gasp or moan, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.
In another drawer, he found a speculum, and looked to the doctor again for an explanation. “By inserting that into the vagina, it can be used to gradually spread the hole apart as wide as needed to look inside.”
“I see. A pussy spreader. Let’s see if it works on assholes too!” With that, he inserted it into her rectum and began to turn the crank. It started out about the size of quarter, but was soon as wide as a beer can. But still he cranked further, until the crank was too hard to turn.
He could tell it would go farther yet, but decided to come back to it later. Her face showed extreme discomfort, but other than that she was bearing the pain quite well. “I’m just gonna eat her pussy for a little while now doc, but we’re far from done. I need you to run to the hardware in town before they close, and pick up a few things. I need a some of that expanding foam insulation that comes in a can, a garbage bag,
and a baseball. Got it?”
The doctor nodded and headed out the door. “You getting this?” he whispered to the receptionist turned videographer as he passed her hiding place. She nodded, her face a ghostly white. “I’ll be back in five minutes. Whatever he does, don’t try to stop him. Just get it on tape.”

What he did was adjusted the stirrups to the sides, which separated her legs, which spread her pussy lips wide open. Then he pulled up a chair and started eating. Helpless to resist, she closed her eyes and pretended it was that cute receptionist whose tongue was tickling her clit. In a minute, she was soaking wet, and in another minute, she came.
He locked his lips around her clit as her pussy channel clenched against itself. But her anus was also clenching and relaxing in time to the orgasmic waves washing over her. Each time it clenched around the speculum, it stretched a little more. And each time it un-clenched, he spun the crank another turn to take up the slack. Her pleasure quickly dissolved into agony as her asshole rim was now about the diameter of a 24oz fountain drink cup.
Just to kill time while waiting for the doctor to return, he wrapped a blood pressure sleeve around her swan-like neck and began to pump it up. Since this collapsed her throat tightly onto the throat tube, she could no longer breath through her nose. All of her air had to pass through the tube. And he toyed with her by putting his thumb over the tube opening, As they looked with mutual hatred into each others eyes, she got his point. He could kill her with the flick of his thumb. But he was content just to make her struggle for breath, and then let her breathe for a few moments. He kept repeating this procedure until the doctors car pulled up.
“Doc, she’s been squirmin’ around way too much. And I see a lot more squirmin’ in her future unless we can give her a drug to calm her down a little. Now isn’t there a drug that’s used to paralyze people so they don’t resist their treatment.”
“Yes, we have some immobilization drugs. A shot at the usual dose will completely paralyze her for about 20 minutes. For longer periods, we drip the drug from an IV.”
“20 minutes is fine. She’ll still feel everything I do, right? She just won’t be able to move.”
“That’s correct” replied the doctor as he gave her the injection. “And the drug takes effect immediately.”
She didn’t move at all now when he cranked the speculum another turn. “Toss me that baseball now doc.” Indeed, her asshole was now as big around as the ball. He flicked the switch that caused the device to collapse and fall to the floor, but before her anus could begin to shrink,
he pressed the ball against it and with a slight push it popped inside and her ass closed around it. Normally, having anything anywhere near that size in ones anus would signal the rectal muscles to try to expel it.
But the immobilizer shot short circuited this response. Next he took a another throat tube and used it to force a garbage bag deep into her snatch. Replacing the tube with the hose from the can of foam insulation,
he proceeded to spray the foam into her womb. It took a couple of minutes to empty the can, and he then removed the hose and tied the bag off with a twist tie. The foam was beginning to expand as he quickly removed the vaginal hemostats and again adjusted the stirrups to close her legs together again.
“What’s this, doc?” He asked, picking up what looked like a small plastic funnel.
“That’s a small plastic funnel.”
Standing on a chair, he inserted the funnel in her throat tube and pissed into it. Her slowly expanding stomach gave the illusion that it was bloating from all the urine which ran down her throat. But in reality, it was the foam insulation still expanding inside her. And it would continue to grow, as promised on the cans label, until “one can of ‘greatfoam’ expands to fill a two liter bottle”. Indeed, by the time he was finished pissing, she appeared to be about ready for the delivery room. The process of skin stretching and organ re-arrangement which normally takes nine months had been time lapsed into a period of about 9 minutes.
Although she didn’t have control of her facial muscles, he could still read the agony on her face. Her eyes went from being tightly closed to bulging open and them back again as tears flowed out and mixed with the sweat on her forehead and drool from the sides of her mouth. Her breath came in irregular gasps as she began to hyperventilate. “I have to give her oxygen” announced the doctor as he pulled the tube from her throat and placed a mask over her mouth. Meanwhile, the man grabbed an already threaded suture needle and straddled her chest. His buttocks blocked her view of her swollen stomach as he sandwiched his hard-on between her huge breasts. He removed the hemostats from her nipples and tossed them aside.
Her body was beginning to twitch as the paralizer drug wore off.
Taking careful aim, he drove the needle through her tit at the top of her right breast where the pink skin meets the white. Then over his dick to the left breast which he pierced in the same place. Pulling the thread through, he turned the needle around and punctured again, this time halfway between the previous hole and the nipple. Back to the right tit. Ditto. Then directly through the nipple, which was still flat from being pinched by the hemostats. He repeated the process with its twin, and then added a couple more stitches to the underside of each nipple. She was now tossing her head from side to side and pulling weakly against all of her restraints.
Then he pulled on both ends of the suture, lacing her boobs together tightly around his cock as if he were tightening his sneakers. Her body jerked suddenly and began to tremble as he tied the ends together in a bow. Her stomach turned over and the doctor quickly removed her mask and turned her head sideways as warm urine sprayed from her mouth and nose. The vomiting was a sigh that her muscle control had returned, and now with her help, maybe he could “deliver” that chunk of hardened foam from her birth canal. “I’ve got to spread her legs” the doctor said.
“She’s all yours, doc. I’m just along for the ride, now.” And a ride it was. As her body convulsed and twitched on the table, his dick was getting an unbelievable massage from her massive, jello-soft hooters. As the doctor adjusted the stirrups into delivery position, her tricked mind was sending “labor” messages to her body. And the convulsions were only moments apart. The doctor just pulled evenly but gently on the part of the garbage bag protruding from her vagina. If it tore, he wouldn’t be able to help at all.
“PUSH!” he shouted to her when the foreign object reached the end of the canal. She pushed, he pulled, and out it popped. Her stomach shrank considerable, but there would still be stretch marks. The doctor just stood there for a minute, holding the bag. “Jesus!” he said “It’s the size of a football.”
“And you know, doc, speakin’ of balls, remember...” He was interrupted as another contraction ripped thru her body. Suddenly, the baseball shot out of her ass and hit the good doctor right in the balls. He dropped the bag and doubled over forward. She screamed at the top of her lungs and began to thrash fanatically and the man, sensing the approach of his orgasm, used his hands to trap his cock securely in her bucking cleavage.
The first spurt hit the doubled up doctor right in the eye. The remaining spurts left a trail from her gaping open pussy split, up across her hairy red bush, and onto her still slightly swollen stomach. (No one knew it at the time, but the one drop which trickled into her widely stretched vaginal furrow would ooze to her egg, impregnating her with a real baby.)
He sat back onto his haunches, pulling his softening dick from between her sewn shut cleavage. The doctor was still trying to stand up straight.
He placed his still sore asshole right onto her lips. “Ya know, some of my revenge may have seemed a little harsh to you both, but look at it this way. Doc, you’ve save your practice. And Miss, you’ve kept yourself out of jail. Me, I got my revenge, but I’m sure it cost me several million dollars by waiving my right to the damages I could have received. A deal which, by the way, I do intend to keep. So I think, at the very least, someone ought to kiss my sore ass.”
And she did.

Now you may think that this sounds like a work of fiction, but as I pointed out in the beginning, every word is true! But you don’t have to take my word for it. E-me and I’ll tell you how you can get a copy of the video tape my girlfriend (the receptionist) made of the event.

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