From: nghtarcher@aol.com
Subject: Female Anatomy Class part 2
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Penny sat on the side of her bed with her face in her hands. Today was Wednesday- her first meeting with the young men from Warner Academy. It had been three days ago when her school's Dean had prescribed an unusual punishment for her. For her behavior, she was going to have to volunteer to be a part of the affiliate school's senior medical projects. These men were to use her for their Female Anatomy studies, and according to Dean Richards, the projects would in fact cover some personal areas of study. She had been mortified and obsessed for the past few days thinking about her impending doom. She clung to the hope that the professor over at Warner would have different notions regarding her involvement in the classroom projects. She knew little of Professor Eugene Thompson, but she feared that he was from the same old school as Richards. Any other University in the country would never allow her to be involved in a project that could jeopardize her privacy in a room full of male peers. There would be discrimination suits, harassment charges and all kinds of lawyer crap. Not here. Barrett, and Warner operated with their own stringent, "If-you-don't-like-it-get-out," code. The ancient professors and faculty kept it that way, too. Penny cursed when her phone began to ring. It was Richards. "Good Afternoon, Miss Yoder. I was just calling to make sure that you were ready to meet your first group over at Warner Academy today." Her top lip was quivering a bit, but she managed to let Richards know that she was ready. "I can meet you out front, sir, " she said realizing that there was no way out now. The girls were forbidden to have cars on campus. They were thought to distract the ladies from learning. They ordinarily took the campus shuttle bus for trips into town, but it was not uncommon for the professors to occasionally drive the girls places. Her ride showed at exactly one o'clock. It was just like Richards- military precision. The ride to Warner was quiet. The two said very little to each other, and Penny preferred not to hear any more details of the projects-she was scared enough. She was looking good for her debut. She wasn't sure how to dress for such a thing, so she opted for a basic white cotton blouse with a fairly long, pleated skirt. And, God forbid, if it indeed came down to it, she selected her cleanest and most conservative bra and panties. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, but a few strands of hair fell forward in a sexy, glamorous way. Her facial features were those of an intellectual young woman's. Everything about her suggested confidence, sophistication and class. Warner's campus was not much different than her own. The buildings were the same fortress style, ivy covered structures with wrought iron gates everywhere. The main exception was the young men that walked between the buildings enjoying the spring air. She began to wonder about the thoughts of the med. students at this time. No doubt they had discussions at her expense. Undoubtedly, they swapped a few high-five's after being told that a girl was going to be involved in the projects. A real live woman, no more looking at Penthouse magazines- they'd be getting the real thing- up close and real personal! The thought revolted her. Richards could tell that the girl was feeling stressed once he parked in his reserved spot in front of the Medical Department. "Miss Yoder, are you going to be all right?" he asked her with derisive interest. She took in a breath and said, "I guess I am a little nervous, Sir," her words were dainty and petite. Richards acted like he was doing her some big favor and added, "Miss Yoder, until you become accustomed to working with the men, I'll accompany you into the groups, myself." Penny realized that it was not an offer, it was a statement. She could not tell him that she didn't want him around while the bio-nerds did God-knows-what to her, so the only alternative was to thank him, and curse him simultaneously. He escorted her into the building watching the streamlined young woman walk before him. The classrooms were small and much like her school's. There were none in session at the moment. A gray haired man met the two in the hallway and greeted Richards formally. "Dean Richards, a real pleasure to see you again," the man said warmly. "And the young lady must be our volunteer, Miss Penny Yoder," he said as if his name didn't need any introductions, gently taking the girl's hand. The gray-haired man wore a bow tie and wire rimmed spectacles. Penny nodded politely, "Good Afternoon, Professor Thompson." Thompson raised his eyebrows a bit looking at Penny with a mock scornful expression and remarked, "I understand that this was not entirely your decision to volunteer, Miss Yoder, but in any case, I still thank you for joining us and adding a new element to our senior projects." Penny was escorted into the lecture hall. The chattering that was audible was completely shattered as Penny nervously strode into the room. All eyes were on her. She looked unbelievable to the young men in the room. She surpassed even their wildest expectations. Her thin body was extremely attractive, and what could be seen of her legs looked lean and shapely. Apparently, the groups were all metting here first, where they'd get general instructions, then they'd be separated, and report to their respective classrooms within the building. Thompson tried to make Penny feel comfortable, but she still was unable to look out at the young men. She understood all too realistically what she represented to their juvenile minds. Group number five sat in a corner speaking in a hushed tone. Their group leader was named Raymond Whitemeyer. He was a scrawny young man with reddish hair and glasses. He and his group members were speechless upon seeing her for the first time. Her slender, petite frame was incredible. She looked like a spoiled rich girl. The type that wouldn't give these guys the time of day. They were the lucky first group to whom Penny had been assigned, and they still could hardly believe it. She met with each member of Whitmeyer's group; Dale, Zachary, Edward, and Glen. Each one looked like he spent far too much time studying and not nearly enough time outside. Then she was introduced to the entire class. She and her group were given a classroom lab where they could begin their project thesis. It had taken the gentlemen in Whitemeyer's group long hours to come up with their senior thesis. They wanted to take advantage of the hapless young woman who was essentially ordered to follow their instructions to the letter. Yet they took caution to avoid going too far, thereby forcing faculty to shut down their project in order to save the young woman's modesty. In addition to the proving or disproving of a basic scientific premise- using the volunteer as a means of creating data, the group would use the volunteer to demonstrate a basic general practice technique before the others in a final exam type of setting. The men decided that any exams that required nudity would never get approval. They intended instead to do a study of a woman's body fat content. A rather mundane subject, but when done scientifically, it requires the subject to undergo lots of pinching with calipers to numerous areas of the body. She'd be wearing minimal clothes during the pinching- like a bikini or something, so all agreed that it was a cool project. As far as general practice technique was concerned, the men decided that they would demonstrate how to conduct a chiropractic exam. This examination of the straightness of the spine required the patient to remove her top and bend as if doing a dive into a pool. Conservative, they thought, but could be interesting if the girl's got a nice ass. Richards approached Penny while she stood awkwardly with her group. "Penny," he said, "Professor Thompson and I have been called in for a very important assembly. I will have to catch up with you and your group in a half hour or so. At this time, you may report to your assigned room and wait for the gentlemen. I wish to speak to them for a few moments." The five young men knew what was coming; Richards was going to read their project proposal and see right through it. Their attempts to hide the fact that they wanted to force the girl into wearing as little as possible would be all too apparent. He would probably attack them for their lack of professionalism. He instead chuckled to himself. "Do you gentlemen think that this proposal has even scratched the surface of feminine anatomy?" Whitmeyer raised his eyebrows, "Sir?" he asked surprised. "Gentlemen, this proposal is exactly what I expected of your group. It lacks depth. It lacks courage. That woman has opted for this. Don't go easy on her. While she is working with us, the idea is to explore elements of feminine anatomy that are exclusive to females. Fat content- rubbish!" He took their proposal and tore it in half. He produced a typed paper from his folder of notes and miscellaneous Dean's paperwork. "This will be your project. I expect you to follow it to the letter. You've got a lot of work gentlemen, now go find your 'patient' and get started. I'll check on your progress later." The men waited until Richards had entered the hallway before diving into the pages of typed text. Page one casually explained that today's scheduled class was going to begin with a complete examination of the volunteer. There were many asterisks explaining how thorough the exam was going to be. It included a breast examination, pelvic and rectal examination. In the margins, Richards scribbled alternative means of doing certain procedures and explained that in some cases he wanted certain things done both ways, and he wanted every group member to have a chance. It seemed that they'd be taking her temperature both orally and rectally! Holy shit! This was nearly too much for the young men to handle. Each one's mouth became dry, and hundreds of sensations ran through their bodies like electricity. Each one found himself attracted to a certain element of the examination. Raymond kept rereading the part about the pelvic examination, Dale shivered at the thought of touching the girl's breasts, and Zachary the nerdiest of them all was completely obsessed with the thought of recording her temperature rectally- that very notion had been a childhood fantasy of his. Glen and Edward were simply too overwhelmed to speak. Further reading was unnecessary. At least for now... they took deep breaths to regain composure...
Path: ultrasparc-2.g-net.net!cpk-news-feed1.bbnplanet.com!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!news.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!uunet!in2.uu.net!newstf01.news.aol.com!audrey01.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: nghtarcher@aol.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Female Anatomy Class part 3 Date: 4 Nov 1996 22:14:05 GMT Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) (1.10) Lines: 155 Sender: news@aol.com Message-ID: <19961104221700.RAA03635@ladder01.news.aol.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ladder01.news-fddi.aol.com
Female Anatomy Class- pt. 3
Path: ultrasparc-2.g-net.net!cpk-news-feed1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!feed1.news.erols.com!howland.erols.net!newsfeed.internetmci.com!uunet!in3.uu.net!newstf01.news.aol.com!audrey01.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: nghtarcher@aol.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Female Anatomy Class part 4 Date: 4 Nov 1996 22:15:57 GMT Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) (1.10) Lines: 332 Sender: news@aol.com Message-ID: <19961104221800.RAA03652@ladder01.news.aol.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ladder01.news-fddi.aol.com
Female Anatomy Class- pt. 4
Penny was sitting on the examination table wearing only her
white cotton bra and panties. She had not said a word since they
had started, nor had she even made eye contact with any of the
medical students in the classroom. Her pretty, bare feet hung down
a few inches above the floor as she crossed and uncrossed her
ankles.
The young men looked at her as if they were studying her
with professional interest. Dale was analyzing her young, beautiful
breasts which were turning him on immensely. She isn't busty, he
thought, but you definitely wouldn't call her flat-chested either. She
has classic teenager tits, very perky and most likely "B" cups.
Raymond was about to speak when there was a knock at the
door. Edward unlocked and opened it to see Dean Richards
standing in the hall with more students. Each one carried packages
of all different sizes and shapes.
Holy shit! Penny's privacy was being invaded by yet another
band of young men with over-active hormones. These guys were
even younger- most likely underclassmen- possibly not even med.
school guys. For Christ's sake, was Richards selling tickets? There
were eight of them and they had a great deal of trouble acting casual
upon seeing her on the table partially undressed. The packages they
fumbled with were making her very uneasy.
Richards looked across the room at Penny as she fired a stare
back at him which was icy and unfriendly. "How are things going,
Mr. Whitemeyer?"
Raymond responded like he was prepping someone for
surgery. "Sir, the patient has had her basic vitals checked, and we
were about to record her height and weight-since she has very
recently- uh, stripped down."
Richards seemed to enjoy seeing her intimidated up in the
front of the room, but what he had in the boxes was going to really
get an infuriated reaction out of his little, helpless "patient".
The ultimate treat for his students had just flown in from a
university in Germany and delivered to the school second day air.
He had to make a few phone calls, but the resourceful pervert
managed to find some rather old and out-dated gynecologists'
equipment. He opened the box which contained a set of special
collapsible stirrups- that would easily mount onto his examination
table. In the other boxes was an assortment of sterilized equipment
designed specifically to spread, poke, and prod the female anatomy!
He even had some downright weird stuff like flexible micro-
video cameras linked to high-resolution monitors- like the type used
for orthoscopic surgery, but these could travel inside any orifice.
This stuff was outdated and the instructions were all written in
German. It had all been donated to the college's medical
department. Fortunately, Richards knew one of the instructors there
from his military days.
Along with his high tech equipment, he made sure to bring a
heavy supply of latex examination gloves which he intended to
"share with the rest of the class". Oh yes, everyone was going to get
a turn examining this pretty little lady!
Richards moved toward the back of the room with the
packages, and encouraged Raymond to continue. The younger
students took seats watching the spectacle. Penny scooted off the
table, adjusted her panties in the back and was led around to the
other side of the table to the scale. She stood up on it and
straightened herself as Raymond got an opportunity to look at her
from behind. Oh man, what a rear! She weighed in at 118 lbs, and
stood 5 feet, six inches tall.
Richards came forward and announced, "Gentlemen, let's
keep in mind that the point of these projects is to get experience-
first hand, practical experience. I want you all to come up to the
front so you can see better. And secondly, I want to make sure that
each of you gets a chance to perform a segment of Penny's
examination today."
The young men advanced toward the shy freshman girl, and
created a solid, circular wall of surging hormones around her. Much
to Penny's displeasure, they stood very close- all within arms'
distance. Her eyes widened involuntarily.
Dean Richards was getting aroused now. It was time to start
into the intimate areas of her body. He pondered the situation.
We'll start off easy- let's see those nice, firm, girlish tits of yours,
Penny. Mmm, hmm! How I waited for this!
Richards looked right into Penny's eyes. She looked up
blankly with a face that pleaded for a break. Her eyes were saying:
Let me go home, Richards. Come on, I've had enough, damn it!
She was beginning to show signs of discomfort and embarrassment.
The punishment was only about to begin thought the sinister dean.
There was some tension in the room. Richards smiled.
"Let's remember our manners gentlemen. Is that understood?"
There was a resounding, "Yes, Sir!"
"Very well." Richards sighed. "Miss Yoder, I'll be stepping
in for a moment. I hope that you're not feeling bashful today. I
promise, in time these meetings will become easier for you. The
novelty will eventually wear off once the men begin to get
accustomed to working with an attractive young woman. Until then,
you'll just have to bear with the awkwardness. At this time we're
going to perform a few basic breast examination techniques- I'll need
you to unhook your bra strap in the back, and lie face up on the
cushion with your shoulders up here, and your hands at your sides."
Penny almost fainted. Was he serious? She was unable to
control herself, "Sir- Are you really going to make me... show
myself, right here? In front of all of these men?" she asked in a
hushed, insulted whisper.
Her worst fears were becoming real! She took a long, deep,
audible breath as she faced Richards with wide eyes. Richards
smirked and nodded with a serious expression. How could he make
her do this in front of a room full boys? She looked down at the
floor for a moment in disbelief unable to move if she wanted.
Richards asked, "Miss Yoder, is there a problem? I'm sure
that you don't need me to remind you of our arrangement. Do you?"
"No, Sir," she replied faintly.
After a moment of collecting herself, she realized that stalling
would only bring more attention to herself. Her facial expressions
looked like a deer trapped in front of a spotlight. With all of her
will, she managed to unclasp her bra and separate the straps in the
back. She held the cups against her soft flesh for dear life, making
sure that the shoulder straps kept everything in place. Carefully, she
moved her body into position on the sheet of sanitary paper laid out
for her. Her back straps hung down the sides of the table, and her
little feet stuck out just a bit off the end of the examination table.
Richards began scrubbing his hands in the sink, which meant that
there would be contact between him and the patient soon.
She looked so cute as she stared up at the lights, wishing she
was elsewhere, with an embarrassed expression. Her bra still
covered her perky, teenaged breasts which pointed straight up, but
the unfastened material could easily be slid off by Richards with a
single hand. She knew that her breasts were about to be unveiled
and touched while the boys watched- the thought was mortifying.
This whole experience couldn't really be happening! They were
surely staring and fantasizing at her expense!
Richards loomed over Penny like a predator. "We'll begin
first with a visual examination, gentlemen."
The boys eyes widened as Richards hands slowly
pushed her shoulder straps down to her elbows. He took one last
look at her, and continued- as if opening a very delicately wrapped
present. He gently touched the fabric covering her breasts and
brought the cups up very, very slowly. Penny could hear the silent
cheering going on inside the boys' juvenile heads!
He took in the sight of the girl gradually, inching the fabric
off her mounds, teasing the boys and himself, until at last, her
marvelous nipples were visible. They were the perfect pinkish-
brown color and stood up directly in the center of her tits. Her
shape and size was absolutely marvelous!
Richards spied her lovely, nickel-sized nipples. Ahh, nothing
like a teenager's breasts! A bit small, but so beautiful! He took hold
of the back straps carefully, and started moving her bra down the
length of her arms- making it dismally clear to Penny that her bra
would be coming all of the way off. Reluctantly, Penny raised her
arms a bit, and allowed Richards to slide her bra off completely.
As she lay topless, she blushed uncontrollably, and nearly
covered her bare chest instinctively. Instead, she kept in control
with her arms at her sides. Her only direction to look to evade the
stares was straight up at the fluorescent lights. It was so darn bright
in the room. Her half nude body was flooded with abundant light
putting her on display in a manner which allowed every pore to be
viewed.
"All right, Penny," Richards said, "I want you to put your
hands behind your head and try to relax."
She moved her arms under her head which made her chest
wiggle a bit, and pushed her boobs higher up off the table. She
looked defenseless now that her arms were behind her, and her chest
was totally unobstructed. She rolled her eyes in disgust, and made a
sarcastic half-smirk. This is unbelievable, she thought. He's really
turning this into a show, isn't he?
For many of the younger men in the room, this was their first
naked female body part they'd ever seen up close. A few were so
aroused and fully erect already, they feared that they would soak
their underpants! Dale was the breast man in the group and one of
the five lucky members of the original group. He was loving this!
Oh, how he wanted to fondle Penny's beautiful tits! He made sure to
look interested in Richards words. "Gentlemen," the instructor said
looking at Penny as if continuing, but he suddenly stopped-
distracted by a thought, "For once, you all may be capable of paying
attention!" he said which was his way of saying that he thought
Penny's tits were extremely pleasing to the eye.
The room filled with a chorus of laughter from the young
men. It was not controlled, dignified laughter, it was horny, lustful
laughter. Penny listened to the painful laughs at her expense- Oh,
God!
Richards stood over her and said, "We begin by analyzing
size, basic shape, and coloration. What can we say about Miss
Yoder?"
Not a single hand went up.
"Don't be shy, gentlemen. Edward, what can you tell me
about Miss Yoder's breasts?"
Edward was snapped out of a locker room fantasy. Penny
felt his eyes focus on her breasts. "Sir, I guess you would call the
shape and size regular, and there are no obvious abnormalities. She
looks very healthy."
"Good," Richards said, "Zackary, what can you add?"
He suppressed the urge to blurt out how magnificent she
looked! Instead he just shook his head. "Everything appears fine. I
don't see any suspicious moles, nor are there any discolorations to
the surrounding skin, Sir. I would proceed to the manual
examination at this point."
Richards agreed. "Yes, Zackary. I concur. All right, Miss
Yoder?"
She mumbled a soft response which was neither yes nor no.
She had no choice anyway.
He stood on one side of the table, reached out, and touched
her left breast. Her neck muscles contracted for a moment as the
unwelcome hand touched her private area. Her skin was so soft and
smooth. There was very little "give" in her young mounds.
Richards began to feel sensations of glory and was becoming truly
aroused. Touching this girl was a powerful, sexual, dominant thrill-
unlike anything he'd ever experienced. His authority put him in
control of this gorgeous girl! She would obey any instructions. Her
displeasure was making it all the better. He was bringing this all on
the young lady, and he knew that right now, she was cursing him,
and probably wishing blindness on him.
Richards and the students were truly enjoying the sight!
Penny looked away and breathed a bit erratically. At first, he used
only the tips of his fingers, making small delicate circles around the
base of her breast. As his fingers ascended her breast with slow
rhythmic circles, he reached the crest and used his fingertips to
lightly molested her slightly hardened nipple. Then, becoming a bit
less cautious, he began moving her entire mound slowly and
rhythmically with his palm.
He stopped and repeated the entire procedure again with her
right breast. "Everything feels fine, now I am just going to make the
patient's nipples rise just a bit." He announced his intentions to
embarrass the girl. The boys licked their dry lips waiting for her
body to respond.
He made small, sweeping, circular motions on both of her
nipples simultaneously with the soft part of his fingers. This wasn't
science- it was Richards' way of humiliating Penny. He wanted to
force her body to respond in a sexually suggestive manner.
She fought, but inevitably began reacting involuntarily and
Richards felt her nose-cone like nipples rising up under his palms.
Her body was betraying her, but she couldn't help it! It wasn't
pleasant for her- far from it! However, the stimulation brought her
nipples to a fully erect state. The appearance was that she was
getting turned on. Penny cursed Richards and her sensitive breasts!
She was jutting out farther than even Richards imagined.
Her nipples were puckered and were the size of pencil erasers. Oh,
yes! He thought. This is great. "You can see that she has
responded to my manipulation. Now, it is important to pinch the
nipples to make sure that there is no discharge." He reached out and
pinched her nipples firmly- like a tight handshake concentrated on
one single point. She took in air- gasping at the momentary pain.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, Penny."
Penny's stomach was in knots and she began trying to think
of other things; her homework, her house back in Indiana. Her
thoughts were shattered by Richards' proclamation, "I hope that you
all paid attention, because I want two of you to repeat the
process..."
What! No freaking way! Penny exclaimed in her mind.
Young men touching me! Right on my bare boobs! Oh my God, he
must be kidding!
"...Mr. Glen Hurley, and..."
Dale took some initiative and raised his finger slightly, "I
think I've got it, Sir."
Richards smirked, "By all means, Mr. Thomas. Go ahead."
Glen washed up and suppressed a perverted smile. Penny
covered herself while waiting, and was sitting with her arms folded
across her bare chest. She was already on the verge of losing her
mind after being forced to consent to let a forty-some-year- old
handle her breasts. But Richards was way out of his freaking mind!
She could not possibly allow the young men- her peers, to touch
her! "Dean Richards!" she said defiantly with a harsh look in her
eyes. "I think that this examination is going a bit too far. Is it
really
necessary for there to be physical contact between the students and
me? I am rather shy, and I'm very uncomfortable with that notion,
Sir. "
Richards liked her audacious attitude. She was becoming a
bit mutinous. How dare she! "Miss Yoder, I need to see you in the
storage room for a moment, please."
The two walked into the film room together. Penny with
crossed arms, walking behind Richards. She was a fair amount
shorter than he, coming up only to his broad shoulders. She knew
that she might have been better off keeping her mouth closed.
Richards spoke calmly, "Miss Yoder, do you know what
Barret University's punishment would have been a few years ago for
your transgression?"
"No, Sir," she replied.
"Faculty at that time kept the ladies in line with 'the paddle'.
It has not been used for many years, Miss Yoder, but believe me, no
one at Barret would ever question me for using it again if any
student challenged my authority!"
"Sir, this is the most embarrassing day of my life!" Penny
said holding back tears.
"Yes, I'm sure that it will be, Miss Yoder," Richards said.
"That's exactly why you are here. If I have to speak to you again, I
will be forced to prescribe an additional punishment for you."
The examination resumed with a hostile young female
returning to the table. Once she finally returned her shoulder blades
to the sanitary paper, Richards motioned for her to return her hands
behind her head. She let out an annoyed gasp, and exposed herself
fully once again.
Glen's heart kick started as he stood above her. "All right,
Mr. Hurley, it seems that our patient is ready," Richards said
mocking the poor girl.
He started out very cautiously, barely touching her. He was
too nervous to enjoy manipulating the girl's breasts. His technique
was jittery and stiff. "Not bad, Mr. Hurley, but relax. It's an art
that you'll have to work on."
Glen continued for another half minute and received some
other comments. He forced the girl's nipples to rise again, and the
feeling was quite sexual as the med. student gazed down at her
perky nipples, which he, himself had caused. He delivered a firm
pinch as his instructor demonstrated. Penny tightened her stomach
abruptly and issued a soft grunt.
The helpless girl was feeling very humiliated. With Richards
against her, it was unlikely that she would be getting any breaks for
the rest of the examination. She was truly scared what might come
next.
Dale finished scrubbing, next in line. He stood over her, first
looking into her soft, gentle eyes for a moment. He relaxed and let
his hands glide over her breasts ever so firmly, yet gently. He was
growing erect with excitement and pushed his throbbing member
against the side of the table in an attempt to hide his enthusiasm. His
fingers happily kneaded and molested her perfect skin. This was
heaven for the connoisseur of breasts. He examined her longer than
either of the others, and Penny realized that his attention was far
from purely professional.
Dale shook his head. "Everything seems fine, Penny. I'm
going to get your nipples to rise now."
Oh, no! Not again! This is so embarrassing!
He used his fingertips in a rhythmic, winding motion. He
looked like he was setting two dials as he guided her nipples into a
very erect state.
Richards noticed the effect was even greater than before.
"Very good, Mr. Thomas. She is looking quite erect!"
Penny's body looked aroused and ready to be sexed. The
men discreetly adjusted their aching cocks. He certainly didn't hold
anything back when it was time to give her nipples a little pinch.
"MMMMmmmmmphh!" Penny grunted harshly as Dale pinched her
sensitive nipples a third time.
Richards was quite pleased. He realized that his emphasis
was no longer teaching Anatomy. He was punishing the poor,
helpless girl- especially now after she showed defiance! Things were
turning out to be even better than he'd expected. He was quite
certain that the boys weren't disappointed either. Fortunately, they
still had a few hours this afternoon with the girl!
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Female Anatomy pt- 5
Penny sat back up on the examination table, now topless, and
folded her arms across her lovely chest. After three men examined,
handled, and pinched her breasts, there was little need for her to
show retroactive modesty. Everyone had already had his fill of her
boobs.
The men were now beginning to look at the rest of her body
like wolves. Everyone was waiting to see her expose more-
especially a little peach fuzz- she was bound to have an adorable little
pussy. The younger men were unconsciously staring at the triangle of
fabric between her legs. Richards looked at Raymond Whitemeyer's
clipboard. It seemed that Raymond had either forgotten, or didn't
have the guts to follow Richards' instructions properly. Her
temperature was never taken.
Richards handed the clipboard back to Raymond as he stood
next to the student, "Raymond, it appears that you have forgotten to
record the patient's temperature. Why did you skip that particular
category?"
The young man cleared his throat remembering that the outline
called for both her oral and rectal temperature to be taken and
compared. Is he serious? She'll freak out if I suggest such a thing,
Raymond thought. Does he really want me to stick a thermometer in
Penny's ass, right here, right now? I can't make her do that! Even the
sexually frustrated Raymond figured there had to be a line drawn.
That would be downright inhumane to make the girl undergo such a
thing with an audience of young men.
He said in military fashion, "No reason, Sir. I guess I just
didn't see it.", he paused thinking of a way to phrase his question,
"However, do you think it would be appropriate for ME to take
Penny's, uhhhm- second temperature reading, Sir? You describe in
our notes that want her rectal temperature to be recorded as well."
"I am aware of my instructions, Mr. Whitemeyer! I certainly
do feel that it's appropriate. You have the knowledge- now here's
your first-hand training. As a matter of fact, I want each member in
your group to get a feel how to properly administer a rectal
thermometer."
"Yes, Sir," Raymond said in shock.
Raymond moved toward the cabinets and took out a
thermometer. He explained to Penny that he had forgotten to take her
temperature, and needed to record it. She was fine until she heard
Raymond explain the unabridged explanation of what was about to
happen.
"It seems that our instructors feel that it would be good
experience for us to use more than one method to take Miss Yoder's
temperature. Although somewhat outdated, taking a patient's
temperature rectally still has its place in modern medicine." Penny
nearly fell off the table. What?
All eyes looked away from the poor girl, taken back for a
moment. The younger men couldn't believe their ears. They never
imagined that there would be any nudity at all during the lecture
Richards invited them to attend. Holy shit, this was getting good!
Her hot little ass was going to be bared right before them in a few
moments- and penetrated!
Richard's piped in to make the travesty seem a bit more
feasible, "Let's say for instance that Penny's mouth is severely
swollen, or another possibility- she's in an emergency room with
oxygen affixed over her nose and mouth. The only way to record an
accurate temperature in those instances would be "the old fashioned"
way." The class nodded. Penny was furious! She knew he was
speaking rubbish. It was a set up. Richards was going out of his way
to humiliate her. He's getting his rocks off at my expense, she
thought angrily.
Whitemeyer moved toward Penny with the oral thermometer
and motioned for Penny to open her mouth. He gently placed the
instrument under her tongue.
Raymond moved toward the cabinet again, and to Penny's
extreme displeasure took out a second thermometer and some type of
petroleum jelly! She stood with her wide eyes betraying her feelings.
The breast exam was a surprise, but this was completely outrageous!
This was eight times more degrading! Richards was really screwing
her over!
Penny saw Raymond looking at his watch, smiling at her
periodically. She looked at him for an instant which was long enough
for her to telepathically send him a "Go to Hell," glance. He abruptly
stopped smiling at her, but knew that he'd be getting the last laugh.
Fine, he thought, give me dirty looks! Go ahead. He knew that after
the three minutes were up, the thermometer would be removed from
her mouth and she would then experience embarrassment beyond
anything she'd ever known.
Ray removed the thermometer and recorded it. "All right.
Penny's temperature is perfectly normal at precisely 98.6 degrees."
He took his time putting away the thermometer, after disinfecting it
first, of course, dragging out Penny's misery- forcing her to dwell on
her desperate predicament. She looked at Richards with an outraged
look, but she said nothing. He ignored her harsh stare.
Richards was feeling extremely aroused. Not only was he
enjoying seeing Penny slowly stripped and "conned" out of her
clothing, he also liked the fact that she was being told what to do by a
boy her own age! That must be killing her- a bumbling,
inexperienced, sexually frustrated med. student touching her, eyeing
her and giving orders!
Raymond's hand was nearly shaking with the rectal
thermometer carefully held between two fingers. No matter how he
phrased it, it certainly wasn't going to sound polite. "Uhm, Miss
Yoder, If you are ready, you can lie flat on your stomach please and
we'll get your- uh... other temperature reading."
Penny was blushing again. She couldn't stop it. Her motions
were fluid and erotic as she turned face down on the examination
table. Her incredible ass was face up covered by the enticing white
cotton panties. Richards had a certifiable erection, but it was
nothing compared to Zackary Martin's. His member was completely
stiff with anticipation. This is what he'd been waiting for! Rectal
thermometers, for some reason, had always been a huge turn-on of
his. The thought had excited him since boyhood. Zackary stood
scanning her from his side of the table. Her calves were tight and
lean, legs smooth and slightly muscular, her incredible buttocks was
shapely with no sag at all. Her bare back was smooth and
unblemished. She put her shaky arms at her sides on the table to
steady herself.
All eyes were on the white, cottony fabric which gathered
between her legs. She lay rigid, waiting. The men stood behind so
closely that they could reach out and grab the delicious ass if they
wanted. There wasn't any shoving going on behind Penny- not quite,
but everyone tried to get the best, unobstructed view of the girl's soon
to be naked rump. With some cooperation, they finally formed two
semi-circular lines- the front row knelt while the back row crouched
somewhat- in umpire stances, with their hands on the backs of their
classmates. The boys were frozen by the sight. Holy shit, what an
ass!
Raymond opened the container of Vaseline and put it on the
table right next to Penny's waist. The grease looked wet and shiny,
thick and gloppy. It was undoubtedly cold. She was struggling not
to break down and cry. No, that would probably turn Richards on!
And it sure wouldn't make him stop. Oh, how she wanted him to die!
"That will do fine," Raymond said. Penny's chin dug
uncomfortably into the tabletop and she heard a familiar sound which
tensed her even more. Raymond was putting on a pair of latex
examination gloves! They made accursed snapping sounds as he
pulled the rubber up his wrists. He flexed his fingers a few times like
a safecracker. "All right Penny, I'm going to lower your panties now,
and then I'll explain a few things to the gentlemen."
Penny felt the stares. It was as if her body was absorbing the
energy from their lustful gawking, and right now she felt all of their
young eyes concentrated on her little butt.
Raymond's hands slowly touched her slim waistline. He let her
get used to feeling his touch for a moment, then carefully put his
fingers inside the elastic waistband. He was careful not to seem like
he was yanking her panties off, yet he wanted to be firm about it. He
was in charge, and wanted Penny to know it!
Her white, cottony panties begin sliding down her well toned
hips! Holy shit, this was awesome! Ray watched his own hands, in
disbelief, as he brought the fabric down gradually exhibiting the girl's
crack. Mmmm! Incredible! He watched as the material covering
her ass turned inside out, and at last, her bare ass was fully exposed!
He stopped right before exposing any fur. That would come later.
Not a single penis was without an erection at the sight!
Richards smiled a bit behind the girl's back, unconcerned what his
students would think. Some of the boys exchanged unprofessional
glances and giddy smirks outside of her peripheral vision. Penny
was not feeling like a volunteer "patient". There was nothing medical
or educational about her examination. She lay on her tummy with her
panties bunched between her legs feeling utterly humiliated. She felt
like a little girl about to be spanked "bare-bottom" by a stern father.
Actually what was about to happen was even worse.
All eyes were glued to the girl's exposed ass as Raymond
produced a slim penlight from his pocket. He spoke as he turned it
on and shined the light directly into her private area. "Gentlemen,
please take note exactly where the instrument will be administered,"
he pointed with the thermometer which he still held in the other hand.
The light brightened the area between her legs, but she was
tightening her buttocks involuntarily- making any "deeper"
observations impossible. "Now, now, Miss Yoder," Raymond
Whitemeyer said, "I'm sure that you feel a bit uncomfortable, but you
really need to relax your body. We can't see what we are doing with
you clenching up back there." His tone was condescending, like
child-speak. She crinkled her nose and held back tears of frustration.
Richards was enjoying the scene. He would have made her
take her panties all of the way off, and would have had her bent over
the table by now. That would have taught her.
Raymond was a bit more subtle as he coaxed her to loosen her
buttocks. "Relax, come on..." He carefully arched his left hand
across her taut rump with his fingers lightly touching her flesh.
"Okay gentlemen," he spread her cheeks carefully with his hand and
Penny's little anus was clearly visible. The boys all spied her hole,
captivated by the fact that such a beautiful teenaged girl was on
display in such a way in their classroom.
Raymond spoke about the young lady's outer anatomy for a
few moments in scientific terminology. The mumbo jumbo was brief
and for the most part ignored. That scientific crap was ruining the
excitement! Who wanted to hear about sphincter muscles when there
was a naked girl in the room? Instead, everyone stared back and
forth between the glass tube poking out of the cool, slimy lubricant
and her pink, crinkled butt hole. The boys waited in suspense for the
slim glass instrument's inevitable intrusion.
Raymond handed the flashlight to a classmate and picked up
the greased thermometer. "All right, at this point, we are ready to
administer the thermometer," he said shaking down the thermometer.
"It's a good idea to put a small amount of lubricant on the patient with
your fingers in order to make insertion easier."
He continued to hold her rear end spread apart with his left
hand as he put his index and middle fingers in the Vaseline, swirling
them slightly. The class nearly wet themselves as they watched his
fingers smear the lubricant on her opening. The look on her face was
an utterly hopeless look of mortification.
Raymond enjoyed the sensation even through the glove. "Text
book procedure recommendeds penetrating the rectum with part of
your finger to ensure that the instrument slides in easier," he said as
he wriggled his middle finger part way into her asshole, stopping at
his first knuckle . She took in a deep breath- unable to believe that
some biology geek had his finger in her!
Penny knew that the thermometer was next. All eyes looked at
her hole which glistened with lubricant. Raymond was nervous, but
was determined to stay in charge. He spread her buns even farther,
and exposed her slightly stretched rectal passage.
"All right Miss Yoder. I'm going to administer the
thermometer now. You'll feel just a little pressure. Try to relax. It
may feel a bit weird at first."
The glass tube came toward her opening and Penny scrunched
her little toes in anticipation. The mercury tip was shiny and wet.
Slowly, Raymond introduced the cold mercury tip to her orifice. All
eyes watched as the instrument slid inside her, centimeter by slow
centimeter. "The thermometer should be inserted up to the blue line."
Raymond said. Moving his hands away and stepping back a bit so
that he could take in the masterpiece before him. From his vantage
point, he could look between her legs, and see right between her
lovely, golden buns.
The thermometer was such an invasion into the girl's body.
For some unknown reason, seeing Penny's crinkled anus close around
the shaft, and the look on her face sent shivers through everyone.
One of the prettiest girls on Barret's campus was lying on one of
Warner's examination tables with a thermometer protruding from her
ass! Her discomposure and humiliation was erotic to the boys as they
looked on with case-hardened members.
Penny felt the strange sensation of the glass tube sticking out
of her body. She felt so violated with them gawking between her
legs, staring unmercifully at her opening. Richards was a real creep!
Penny could feel the bastard's eyes on her.
Raymond remembered that Richards wanted a few of his group
members to also get "the feel" of administering the thermometer. "All
right, let's see I need two of you to repeat the procedure I just
demonstrated-"
Edward was a thin, lanky computer guy. His heart hadn't
slowed since Penny first sat on the table. He was delighted to be
picked.
Zackary didn't wait to be picked. He simply walked forward
and received a nod from Raymond, "Yes, very good Zack. You and
Mr. Holtz both wash up and don examination gloves, please."
Long before the time was up, Raymond slowly extracted the
thermometer from their sexy patient and wiped it off on a paper
towel. Glen's body was trembling ever so slightly as his classmate
handed him the instrument.
Her butt was still bare, and her nude hips were beginning to
stick a bit to the light blue sanitary paper under her body. Her face
was frozen with a sour look on it.
Ed stood looking at her incredible shape. Richards stood close
by in case Edward needed assistance. "Go ahead," Richards
prompted, "She'll be all right, Mr. Holtz." His voice changed as he
addressed the female, "You'll feel the same unusual sensation a few
more times Miss Yoder. These men need to get 'the feel' for these
kinds of things you know."
The shy young man gently spread the girl's buns and carefully
inserted the thermometer into her rectum a second time. Penny's
body tensed again upon the initial intrusion and she breathed a
stuttered breath- like jumping into cold water.
Richards stood by analyzing the technique, "Good, a little
slower, Mr. Holtz. Let her get used to it a bit more gradually." They
looked at her for a moment, "OK, good. Now extract it, and Mr.
Martin is next."
He slowly removed the thermometer and wiped it on a paper
towel. Zackary was nearly drooling! Oh yeah! He let his fingers
touch the glass tube. This was his idea of paradise!
Richards stroked his chin. "Same thing, Mr. Martin, but have
your patient stand up this time. I think the rest of the class will be
able to see better with her leaning against (bent over) the table."
Penny pulled her panties back up and stood after Zackary gave
her instructions to move to the narrow end or what would normally be
considered the head of the table.
The group rearranged themselves around the table to get a
better view. Penny gasped, as once again, she felt like she was in the
middle of a huddle. Zackary liked his doctor role and stood proudly.
"All right Miss Yoder, at this time I'd like you to reach out and put
your chest on the table while keeping your knees straight."
She stretched her lean frame out and found that she was in a
very immodest position. She was literally bent over the table. It was
most degrading, and submissive looking. Her butt was rounded and
stuck out at the students. She took deep breaths in an attempt to
relax herself.
Richards was like a sadistic chess player, and his next move
intentionally put Penny's modesty into check. He brought out a tall,
flexible, halogen light which sat on a high stand. The base of the
lamp was right by Penny's bare foot, and he aimed the flexible lamp
directed at her lovely butt. He clicked the light on and illuminated
her lower quarters to a level that went far beyond necessity. It was
so bright it was actually warming her rear through her panties.
Her knees were bolted together as Zackary's hands reached out
to take Penny's little panties down again. Zackary enjoyed the
authority of lowering Penny's underwear down her hips. His hands
nearly shook as he exposed her ass once again. He too stopped
before exposing any more of her body than was necessary. It was a
common love for suspense that made all three of the boys let her
pelvic area remain covered. The waistband remained covering her
most intimate body parts for now, with the light making the hairs
behind the fabric almost visible, but everyone knew that her little
furry slit would be on display soon enough- they had all read the
project proposal as modified by Richards. Unknown to her, she was
yet to receive a complete gynocological exam!
Everyone was looking directly into her opening which was
brilliantly illuminated. Even the most subtle freckles and the
practically invisible tiny hairs were visible on her lovely ass at this
time. Her hole no longer seemed sufficiently lubricated as far as
Zackary was concerned. "Well, I may as well reapply some
lubrication to our patient," Zack said grinning to himself.
He put his index finger into the Vaseline and got a very light
coating on his latex covered digit. Her buns were spread enough just
by her being bent over, but Zackary was unable to resist touching her
flesh. With his open hand, he put his palm on her left cheek and
spread her apart even more. He slowly inserted his finger into her
and gave it a gentle twist. "There, that should do it, Miss Yoder,"
Zackary Martin said sweetly, retracting his finger.
He took the thermometer and shook it. Richards looked over.
"You may as well let this one go to duration, Mr. Martin. We'll
record her temperature this time. Let's say three minutes," he pointed
to one of the younger observers. "Give us the word after three
minutes."
Zackary lowered his body a bit and was looking directly into
her anus. He bridged his left hand across her taut buns and pushed
her apart wider while moving the thermometer near her opening. The
mercury tip slowly moved in circling toward the "target" until the
cold metal and lubricant hit the girl's rectum again. She took in air as
her hole constricted momentarily. Zackary waited for the "rebound"
and he let the tip enter her slowly with a gentle twisting motion.
The boys stared at the thermometer for three whole minutes
sticking out of the beautiful girl standing before them- bent over a
table. Zachary was giddy with delight.
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Female Anatomy Class Part 6
After recording the degraded young woman's temperature,
Dean Richards determined that it was time for a recess. The class
had been working with the girl for over an hour now, and in
accordance with his usual lecturing procedures, he was stopping for
fifteen minutes to let his students absorb everything he'd discussed
during the first half. He needed some time to set up for the next
segment of Miss Penny Yoder's examination, and besides, his boys
looked like they needed a few moments to cool down.
The next part of the unlucky girl's examination would leave
absolutely nothing left to the imagination. It was certain to put the
students into euphoric bliss, and was certain to upset and humiliate
Penny to an ultimate extreme. He was impressed so far by her
ability to cope with the procedures. She hadn't shed a single tear.
That was likely to change as the entire class was moments away
from exploring her most private, intimate feminine parts.
Penny opted to remain in the classroom during the break.
The others went to the rest room or drank from the fountain. She
quickly put her clothes back on- pretending to believe that the
examination was finished. Richards strode toward her with a few
of the younger students- all carrying boxes. She looked away from
him disrespectfully as she buttoned her blouse back up.
Richards was smirking upon seeing her dressed again.
What's the point, Sweetie? He thought in his dirty mind. You're
going to be naked with your legs spread in a few minutes. "We're
going to need a few moments, Miss Yoder," he said authoritatively.
"Why don't you go get a drink, relax and take a short walk. We'll
be resuming in another ten minutes or so."
She nodded, put her feet into her shoes, and walked out of
the room past the students in the hall who became silent as she
approached. No doubt they were discussing her. It was if they
were suppressing laughter as she walked by. The younger ones,
made her feel especially uneasy. Their eyes seemed to grow wide
with excitement while she was up there baring herself- just like
immature little boys! They had no place being in the room. It was
all part of Richards' punishment, of course.
The "crew" was busy setting up for the grand finale. The
cold-looking, stainless steel stirrups were clamped to the side of the
table securely, and Richards showed the helpers how the device
worked. The obsolete German model was a bit unusual. It was
shaped like a "V" that rose vertically into the air, with the two
armatures ending with ankle stirrups on top. The bottom of the
"V" went to a gear box that had a large knob that adjusted the
angle between the arms. A stainless steel surface extended out
from the table where the patient's tush would be seated. The
position assumed was hips forward, knees bent, and ankles in place.
Once the helpless girl's ankles were secured, the knob could be
turned to spread her legs to any desired degree. Richards showed
the stirrups spreading to three quarters of the maximum angle, and
the young men's hearts raced- imagining the view they would soon
be getting.
Richards pushed a cart over to the table and began setting
up the micro-video camera. The expensive instrument resembled a
tiny flashlight with a slim, collapsible, car antennae-like telescoping
handle, which was linked to a high-resolution monitor by a flexible
cord. The computer monitor-sized screen was put up on the cart
and the cables were all put into place. Richards turned the screen
on, and as he pointed the thin wand at his hand the image of his
fingers on the screen became visible. After a few adjustments
everything was in working order. He even learned to use the
magnification function which made the folds in his palms and ridges
on his fingers crystal clear.
Richards opened a sterilized tray that held a few other tools
specific to the field of gynecology. He took special interest in the
outdated, translucent glass speculum. The funnel-shaped
instrument spread the patient's labia allowing her to be viewed
internally, without obstructing the view of her in any way. The heat
cured glass was unbreakable, yet there was something unnatural
about putting glass anywhere near that body part.
Penny walked back into the room and nearly fell over upon
seeing the new instruments. She put her hand over her mouth and
walked right up to Richards. "Sir, if all of this... Is what I think it
is...?"
Richards stood waiting.
She continued, with a stuttering voice that was on the verge
of total collapse, "Then, I- I mean, there is no way I can continue,
Sir. You don't seem to understand..."
Richards smiled, "I warned you that you would eventually
feel this way, Miss Yoder." A burst of anger took hold of him and
he raised his voice, "You had plenty of time to get used to this idea.
You decided to volunteer, Penny, now stop acting like a little girl!
This is Science, damn it! You have a job to do!" he said as if she
was being totally unreasonable.
The students trickled back into the room and were shocked
at what they were seeing. No one had ever dared oppose Richards.
The girl's Irish temper got a hold of her. She was pushed too far!
She shrieked, "This is not Science! This is a disgrace, Dean
Richards! I will not get up on that table and I am definitely not
getting into those fucking stirrups!"
She had commit a fatal mistake. One of Barret and
Warner's primary rules was to always show professors and faculty
respect at all times. This violation had to be quickly punished! He
could not allow his students to see her get away with such an
outburst!
Richards thought for a few moments as time seemed to stop
in the classroom. The room was totally silent and still. At last he
spoke, "Miss Yoder, you will be reprimanded after this session is
over- I guarantee it! But for now, we have a lesson in Female
Anatomy to attend to! It is certainly a shame that you are feeling
embarrassed. After showing us your sassy attitude, I have no
sympathy for you. As a matter of fact, Penny, I think that we
should include others to see you cope with your misfortune!"
Oh no! She thought.
Richards pointed to one of the students. "Go round up all
of the students from all of the classrooms. I want them present
during our next segment. After we are finished with the lesson you
are all invited to stay and watch me reprimand Penny for her harsh
tongue."
In no time, the entire room was full of students. The entire
med. student body was present. There were at least forty-some
students cramming into the seats and area surrounding the
examination table. At long last, the waterworks began. There were
so many boys in the room, Penny felt like she was going to die of
embarrassment. A sudden series of sobs issued from the frustrated
girl and she was tearing up.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen," Richards began. "You've all
met our volunteer, Miss Penny Yoder. It seems that she has a
problem respecting authority, and I wish for you all to watch as she
receives her most intense series of examinations. I originally
intended to keep the groups small so that Penny wouldn't feel too
awkward or overwhelmed, but I have recently abandoned my
concerns for her feelings." His sentences were interlaced with
sounds of the young woman's sobs in the backround, but no one
acknowledged her misery. There was a great deal of excitement in
the room as they eyed the gorgeous girl.
Whitemeyer's group stood around the table closest to
Penny. These men were truly ready with pants that bulged in
anticipation. It was the dark thinking of Zachary who looked at all
of the attendees realizing that they wouldn't be able to see much of
the girl from their positions. An idea occured to him.
He whispered to his instructor an idea which sent shivers
through the dean's body. The projector television had the same
connectors as the micro-video camera's tiny monitor. Her
womanhood could be flashed on the wall in super-size for all the
young men to see. It took the computer-literate group two minutes
to rewire everything and in no time the class could see the test
image of Richards' hand on the wall. The resolution was perfect
and the clarity astounding! He zoomed in, making his hand and
wiggling fingers fill the entire screen- then out, making his
shoulders and face appear on the screen. The tiny camera could
actually be used like a video camera! This was going to be an
incredible tool for humiliation.
Path: ultrasparc-2.g-net.net!cpk-news-feed1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!howland.erols.net!news-e2a.gnn.com!portc01.blue.aol.com!audrey01.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: nghtarcher@aol.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Female Anatomy Class part 7 Date: 4 Nov 1996 22:25:54 GMT Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) (1.10) Lines: 182 Sender: news@aol.com Message-ID: <19961104222800.RAA03756@ladder01.news.aol.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ladder01.news-fddi.aol.com
Richards was feeling ruthless. He wanted to get right into it and
take in her totally nude form. He was beaming on the inside. This
young woman was going to be given the most personal exam of her
life- with a live audience present! "We are ready to begin, Miss
Yoder. I want you to remove all of your clothes and sit back on the
table. " There was no "please", he ordered her like a warden
searching an inmate.
She began crying harder and her make-up smudged a bit.
She started stripping- slowly. First came the shoes, then her blouse,
then she simply froze. She stood unmoving looking out into the
faces of the young men like a deer trapped in headlights. She was
paralyzed in mid-tease.
"Miss Yoder, today! Come on, quit stalling!" Richards
yelled at the already petrified girl.
She shed her skirt like an automaton while the boys watched
her muscular legs step out of the material. She was now left in her
undergarments only. Richards foot tapped as he looked into her
horrified eyes. The boys' stares were direct and intense. They
were not even giving her the courtesy of even pretending to look
the other way. She simply couldn't go on. "Sir, I can't! I just
can't expose myself in front of everyone! Please!" she howled
through tears and sobs.
Richards knelt in front of the girl- like a little league baseball
coach consoling a pitcher who just let up three runs. His stance
looked sympathetic, but his words had a razor edge that meant
business. "You are only making things worse for yourself Penny.
Stop crying this minute and get ahold of yourself!"
She looked at him with her hands clasped together tightly.
Richards continued. "They are relying on you, Penny! Don't you
understand? Their senior projects are due in a few weeks! Don't
you think that you owe it to the gentlemen, and the school, to try
and help them as much as possible?"
She steadied her voice, "I- I'd be happy to help them with
anything... As long as... I can keep... my clothes on...Sir."
The absurdity of Richards' logic was bringing her close to
another outburst, but she refrained. She was so close to getting
dressed and leaving Barrett for good, but the disappointment she
would get at home would be unbearable! Her father would simply
die! He'd worked a second job on weekends since he got married
to afford first rate education for his "Little Penny". All that work
would be destroyed- gone, because his daughter couldn't stay sober
for a few months out of the year! She realized that she had to stay-
no matter what.
Richards stood next to her and pushed her chin up gently,
"Look out at the men, Penny. Apologize to them, and tell them
that you are going to cooperate." He let the words sink in, "And if
you don't, Miss Yoder, I may have to show these men that showing
faculty disrespect is one hell of a big mistake!"
She stood facing the men with all of their eyes glued to her.
Her soft, timid voice said, "I'm s-sorry that I have been... un-
cooperative. I'm just... a little nervous, I guess..."
It seemed that the girl was physically incapable of
undressing herself. Her nerves were simply overloaded. The dean
had no problem with that. He would enjoy sliding her little panties
off!
Richards ordered Penny to get up on the table and to bring
her legs up with her feet up at the same end as the stirrups. This
was going to be it! Holy shit! The boys were so anxious to see her
naked, with her legs spread- it was killing them! Richards put the
wand-like camera on a miniature tripod stand that attached to the
table with suction cups. He pointed the lens directly where Penny's
soon-to-be bared crotch was going to be. The image on the wall
looked like a stainless steel goalpost with a blurry girl beyond.
"Move your hips forward, Miss Yoder, and raise your ankles into
the stirrups."
She looked at him,whispering one last time, knowing that
her request would be ignored. "Please, Sir", she was begging.
"Don't make me do this."
Her little feet found the stirrups with the help of Richards'
large, rough hands, and Penny was in position. Richards member
was getting sore in his trousers as he adjusted the focus, flashing
the hourglass shape of the white cottony material that clung
between her legs. The view was perfect. The stirrups were
together, and he realized that a few stray hairs would probably poke
out once the knob was turned and the armatures spread her smooth,
bare legs. But, he simply wasn't going to wait to find out. He was
going to get her panties off right now!
"Is that pretty clear, gentlemen?" Richards asked the room
full of drooling young men who looked at the wall to see Penny's
four-foot tall, panty covered crotch.
They responded, trying to act casual, "That should do,
Sir"...."Yes, fine, fine."
"All right, gentlemen, at this time I'm going to display our
subject of study." Richards said making Penny wince and shut her
eyes. His arms stayed out of the camera's line of sight and he put
both thumbs into the elastic on her hips. His heart was beating so
rapidly he feared that Penny would hear it, and realize the
excitement he was feeling!
All eyes remained unblinking as the material slid down the
sexy "patient". Richards lifted the girls ankles together, out of their
stirrups, with one hand- like he was powdering a baby's behind, and
brought the material all of the way down her ankles and off her feet.
There before the entire class was the the neatest, tidiest little pussy
they'd ever seen! Some of her reddish-brown hairs spilled over her
orifice and twisted in front of her lovely outer lips, but for the most
part she kept herself to Penthouse quality crotch grooming
standards! Her thin slit looked like a flesh colored peach pit from
the side.
Richards load nearly surged. The screen displayed her in
epic scale! And the class was totally silent for ten seconds or so.
She was clutching the side of the table still unable to believe what
was actually happening. Her helpless looking expression had
reached the limits of mortification. A large room full of men
staring, gawking at her most private part- which was flashed on a
large screen television!
Dean Richards reached for the knob connected to the
stirrups and slowly cranked it. "All right, Miss Yoder, I'm going to
put you in a position that will let us examine you a bit more easily."
Her eyes squinted as the device pulled her feet apart. Her
legs tensed up, but there was no fighting the mechanical device
which exposed her even more graphically. Each twist of the knob
made her legs separate a few more inches, "click-click-click". The
view between her legs became increasingly more and more primal
looking. Once the poor girl had reached her own flexibilty's
limitations, Richards clicked on the "clutch", holding the armatures
in place. There were silent gasps and moans in the room at the
wonderful sight of her spread in such a way. Both her vagina and
anus were in view to onlookers.
Richards moved from between penny's outstretched legs
suspended in mid-air and paced a few steps picking up a chair and
placing it right in front of the stirrups- the best seat in the house,
Richards thought to himself. "Gentlemen, who would like to guide
us, using this pointer, through the basics of the pelvic triangle?"
Richards expected to see an ocean of hands raise. Instead,
the students sat motionless. A chance to get six inches away from a
naked, gorgeous girl in stirrups, and no takers? They were all
undoubtedly fearing that their "enthusiasm" would be visible.
Raymond Whitemeyer was the default candidate, and he really
didn't mind once Richards handed him the slim, conductor's-like
pointer. "Have a seat Mr. Whitemeyer, and we'll begin."
Raymond took a seat and looked up to see his beautiful
"specimen". He looked up at her through her knees and could see
her chest encased in the white cotton. Beyond, her adorable face
was visible with an expression that looked both miserable, yet cute
and innocent.
The baton was shaking slightly in Raymond's hands. This
was really unbelievable! The drill started. Richards asked for
Raymond to point to her "mons pubis" first. The pointer moved
slowly across her crotch and stopped a few millimeters above her
pubic mound. He let the point ever so lightly make contact with the
area directly above her pussy.
"Yes," Richards said, "That's correct. Now show me her
'outer labia'."
The pointer swept across her carefully, lightly dragging
across the delicate skin and stopped as the med student traced the
entire outline of her pussy lips- letting the plastic tip lightly tap her
rose-petal-like lips. He was beaming, but concentrated to keep the
pointer from shaking too much.
"Show us the patient's clitoris, please Mr. Whitemeyer."
Penny tensed up and her toes scruntched. Oh no! She
thought in her mind. His pointer crept upward and hovered directly
over her pinkish, delicate body part. He let the tip lightly touch her
right on the most sensitive spot on her body. He received a, "Well
done, Mr. Whitemeyer," before he was kicked out of the seat by the
aroused dean. He took the seat and reacquired the pointer from his
student.
Richards was no longer looking at the girl's curly haired
"sideways smile", he was now ready to probe the subject deeper.
"All right gentlemen, I think that we all have a pretty good
understanding of the outer feminine region. At this time, we'll
move on to Miss Yoder's internal examination. We'll be making use
of the micro-cam, to allow everyone to see our subject." He looked
directly at Penny's face to see what type of reaction registered. Her
expression didn't let him down. He didn't think it was possible for
her face to get any more red- but it did!
"Bring me a pair of gloves, Mr. Hurley. I'll need both you and
Mr. Holtz to don a pair also. Our patient will need to be well lubricated
in
order for the camera to be... uh... administered." He said, proud that
he
thought of a nice way to phrase the procedure. In reality, he would enjoy
sliding the phallic instrument inside her tight, glistening vagina and sphincter. It was like a high-tech sex toy, one with an "eye" that would let him see into her gateways of pleasure! "While we are at it, we might
as well take the opportunity to see inside Penny's rectal passage, and farther up into her digestive tract." Penny was not listening to the man,
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