Baring it all for the Doctor

***Molly's Master has booked her in for a medical examination with a difference - this one is intended to make her blush! The doctor makes her squat down for a urine sample, spread her legs for anal, and then guzzle down every intimate liquid he can find - and she just keeps getting wetter!***

The doctor smiled slightly as he looked out of his window toward the girl hesitating on the front steps of the intimidating-looking building his office was in. The girl held in her hands an official-looking medical appointment card which had been slightly crumpled from her nerves, but the man knew better than to adjust his devious plans. She might not know it yet, but Molly's Master had booked her up for this particular doctor's examination for a reason -- she got off on humiliation.

She walked inside the building and the doctor flicked his eyes to his computer monitor, watching the security camera feed as the girl signed in at the front desk.

The receptionist was a no-nonsense woman and he could see that she was handing Molly a thick glass specimen tube with no explanation, as instructed. He smiled as he watched her conflicted reaction as she tried to decide whether or not she was meant to provide a urine sample in advance of going in, or whether it was for something else.

He watched the girl squirm her way over to a seat, the tube now hidden in her hands as though it was a dirty secret. Every now and again she would glance down at the vial-like tube and blush, clearly still torn as to whether she should take initiative and walk in with a piping hot tube of urine.

However, before she could decide which was less embarrassing, he pressed the intercom button. "Molly, I am now ready to see you in Appointment Room One."

The doctor smiled as she jumped up and hurried down the short corridor with a cute nervous excitement.

He watched his screen until she was out of view of the camera, and then slowly turned his chair around to face the door. He smiled at her timid knock.

"Come in." His voice was intimidating and brusque, designed to make her squirm every bit as much as the forthcoming examination.

She slowly opened the door and he busied himself with paperwork.

He glanced up at her and let his eyes run over her body, enjoying the hot blush it brought to her cheeks.

She hesitated near the door and he let her stand there, enjoying her self-conscious squirms out of the corner of his eye as he continued to preoccupy himself with his paperwork.

With slightly uncertain steps she walked across the room toward him and perched on the edge of the chair opposite him, almost as though she still wasn't sure whether she was in the right place.

He grabbed a pair of gloves and looked up, watching her watch him as he slowly pulled them on over his fingers. "Hello, Molly, I'm Doctor Duncan."

She looked up at him curiously. "Is that your first name or your surname?"

"It's what you will call me."

She looked down at her feet. "Yes, sorry Doctor."

He smiled slightly and scooted his chair toward her like a dentist before tilting her head back with a hand. She opened her mouth in surprise and he pushed two gloved fingers into her mouth, gratified that her natural response was to accept his fingers, even though she looked up at him with slightly wide eyes.

Using his fingers, he explored her mouth as though in examination, his movements so deliberate and dominant that she clearly couldn't help but submit to his probing fingers as she sat still beneath him.

She was blushing hard now and clearly trying not to look up at him. But the more she tried not to stare the more her eyes were drawn to him as he continued to casually explore her mouth.

He withdrew his fingers and pulled off the slightly sticky gloves. "Good girl."

Molly smiled slightly, clearly pleased to have satisfied him.

"Now, lift your top up for me, I want to listen to your chest." He grabbed a stethoscope and threw it around his neck in a very doctorly way.

She did a double take. But, as he watched her expectantly, she started to self-consciously pull the lower half of her top up, clearly unable to keep him waiting.

He put the cold stethoscope just below her bra and she jumped as it touched her skin so close to her breasts.

"Breathe in."

Molly did as she was told with innocent obedience. As a submissive she responded well to hierarchy, and doctors outranked patients.

"That's right -- and breathe out."

She let out a long breath while looking up at him. He was priming her to accept his instructions, and she was clearly responding well to it.

He smiled, enjoying her natural submissiveness as she waited on him for his next command. "Breathe in and hold it. That's right." He pushed Molly's top up further, exposing her bra and she squirmed slightly but didn't try to stop him.

He pressed the stethoscope against her left breast just over her heart and listened, testing her obedience as she continued to hold her breath for him.

As her body became more desperate for air she made a little whimpering sound, but he held up his hand and she stilled.

He could hear her heart hammering in her chest as she fought to do as he said. She started to struggle, her eyes wide as she felt herself come close to failing.

He smiled. "And breathe out." His voice was calm, as though he hadn't made her hold her breath until she almost passed out.

Molly panted to get her breath back as he moved the stethoscope around to her back. "Hmm, actually, I think it would be easier if you removed your top completely."

He saw the subtle shiver of excitement run through her body as she unthinkingly stripped off her top, perhaps finding this easier because he was now behind her. But, while she did it without question, her movements became much more self-conscious.

He enjoyed the way she tried to cover herself in front of him. It was a game -- if he wanted to, he could easily overpower her and strip her off. She knew it too -- how fragile the pretence of her having a say over what happened to her body. But, right at this second it was more fun to make her do it herself -- to really make her squirm!

He took the top from her and wheeled his chair back a little to deposit it on his desk, making it clear that he had no intention of having her put it back on in a hurry.

He hung his stethoscope back around his neck. "Shoes and socks off. I need to weigh you."

Molly nodded and bent to unfasten her shoes, blushing a little at how the position pushed her breasts up, causing them to bulge invitingly from the top of her bra as he wheeled his chair back around in front of her.

She ran over toward the scales but hesitated by his desk, clearly debating whether or not she should put her top back on.

"Good thinking. Remove your skirt as well -- the less you are wearing, the more accurate your weight will be."

Molly opened her mouth to say something but then clearly thought better of it and swallowed instead, squirming as she removed her skirt.

The front of her knickers was clearly a little moist and clung slightly to her chubby cleft. The doctor licked his lips a little to show her that her arousal had not gone unnoticed, but swept his hand toward the scales like a gentleman.

Molly blushed and moved to stand on them, her hands self-consciously folded over her semi-naked body.

The doctor crossed the room with long strides. "Good girl. I want you to put your hands by your sides and then stand absolutely still while I weigh you."

The scales were old-fashioned ones that needed to be manually balanced. The doctor had always preferred those -- it meant that he could keep his patient in a self-consciously semi-dressed state for far longer than the almost instant digital scales.

His eyes ran down her body once more, this time far more slowly, enjoying the fact that his verbal command meant she could no longer cover herself as she tried to stay absolutely still under his penetrating gaze.

He moved the weights about, finding the sweet spot where her weight and the weight shown on the scales were in balance. "Hmm. I don't think these scales are right -- you're not a jot over 100 pounds."

Without warning he picked her up, his thumbs just beneath her breasts. He could feel a mortified shiver run through her as he held her up with her chest at about eye level.

She blushed brightly, clearly not quite sure what to make of the latest development. "I, um, I think I'm heavy boned."

He chuckled. "Or heavy busted."

He carried her over to the ruler that was set up against the wall to measure height and set her down beneath it.

"Stand up nice and straight for me and put your back against the bar. Good girl." With his eyes still on her chest he started to move the measuring device down to her head, enjoying the way her nipples prickled through her bra as the cool metal behind her chilled her skin. Although he very much suspected that that was in no way the only reason her nipples were puckering.

"Now...I need you to lie down on the examination bed." He leaned against the side of it, watching her expectantly.

She hesitated, clearly suddenly feeling a lot more self-conscious now that she was only in her underwear. "I...um..."

The doctor smiled and walked over to her. "Don't worry -- this isn't a painful examination -- just an intimate one." He put his hand on hers and suddenly looked slightly puzzled. Turning her hand over he carefully prised her fingers apart. "What's this?" He took the specimen tube from her hand.

Molly blushed hotly. "Oh! Was I supposed to have, er, used it already?" She self-consciously tried to take the empty object back, but he held it just out of her reach.

"It's okay -- you can use it now."

Molly tried to take it from him again but he still held it slightly away from her.

He smiled. "Although, out of curiosity, how did you intend on..." he rubbed his hand over the narrow shaft suggestively, "...using it?"

She swallowed. "I, um, the usual way -- it is a specimen container after all?"

He smiled. "And in such a thoughtful design -- shaped like a dildo so your hands don't contaminate the sample."

Molly blushed beetroot red and shook her head. "I, er, I think there's been a misunderstanding. Don't you want a urine sample?"

"Sure!"

The mortified girl squirmed. "No -- I wasn't offering, I was asking!"

The man chuckled. "And now I'm telling you. I want a urine sample."

Clearly trying to back herself out of the corner she found herself in, Molly shook her head. "I, er, I don't think that that's possible -- I don't think it's really designed for, um, women?"

The man smiled. "Sounds like you need some help in positioning it -- we'll do it here. Squat down for me."

Molly gasped and shook her head, but he fixed her with a look.

She hesitated her fingers in the waistband of her knickers. "Oh but Doctor, I'm sure I could do it myself now that I think about it."

He shook his head firmly. "No -- we're doing it here."

She tightened her grip over the waistband of her knickers protectively. His eyes glowed with desire as he instead reached around behind her and removed her bra. It dropped away from her chest and her nipples tightened.

"Hey! What did you do that for?"

He smirked. "Because if I'm going to embarrass you, I want to go all the way -- your Master made it very clear that I wasn't to let you leave until your face was glowing like a hot ember -- and it's currently barely warm!"

Molly's eyes went wide and she gasped. "M-my Master?!" She pulled up on the sides of her knickers nervously, determined to keep them in place.

The doctor smirked and put his hand down the unguarded front of her knickers and ran his fingers through her sticky labia.

Molly stared at him in disbelief, but her pussy responded only positively.

"Let go of your knickers, Molly -- I can feel how much you want to."

She whimpered a little but relaxed her grip. Without a word the man swiped her knickers down and pulled them off from around her ankles, leaving her naked in front of him.

He picked her up and stood her on the bed. Although he was much taller, it caused her to tower above him, her crotch now at about his eye height. Molly immediately crouched down, clearly self-conscious of standing naked above him.

He grinned and pushed his hands against her thighs to part them further. "That's right -- squat!"

She gasped - she'd played right into his hands!

He moved the little sample tube beneath her urethra and Molly moaned in mortification.

The man smiled. "I can wait here all day -- but believe me, it's not gonna get any less embarrassing for you!"

Molly hid her face behind her hands and twitched her pussy, clearly now concentrating on doing as he asked to get it over with as quickly as possible.

"No, Molly -- I want to see your face -- you have no privacy now. What would your Master say if I told him you hid from me?"

Molly whimpered even as she removed her hands, her face bright red as she tried to focus on urinating into the little tube between her legs.

She could only manage a trickle, but it was more than enough to almost fill the small test tube.

The man held it up shook his head. "I expected much more. Looks like I'll have to discard this and find something different to sample..." He held the tube up to the girl's lips.

She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "You can't be serious! Surely you have more than one test tube?"

He smirked. "What would your Master say if he heard you'd disobeyed me?"

It clearly took some effort, but Molly opened her mouth and the doctor poured the tangy liquid into her mouth.

He pinched her nose and put a hand over her mouth and then lent forward, close to her ear. "Now, swallow." His voice was dark, dangerous.

Screwing up her face, Molly did as he commanded, somehow swallowing down the acrid liquid, but clearly getting a thrill from being forced to.

He smiled. "Good girl."

Turning the tube around he nudged the rounded end up against the entrance of her pussy. "Now sit back and keep your legs nice and wide for me so I can find some other juices to collect..."

He pushed her thighs lightly and she sat back with a bump. "Good girl."

He brushed his hand over her chest and elicited a slight moan as his fingers brushed over her sensitive nipples. Molly whimpered, clearly torn between hating and loving her predicament. Her pussy was far more certain of the pleasure of her situation and therefore the tube slipped inside her slippery pussy very easily.

With deft movements he started to thrust the tube in and out of her cunt, but, although she wanted it, it was clearly far too slim to give her needy pussy much stimulation.

He grinned and moved his hands to his crotch. "Your Master and I suspected as much. You need something bigger..."

Her eyes opened wide at the thought of her Master lending her out like a book, yet it couldn't help but arouse her more.

He quickly unzipped himself and thrust inside. Molly tipped her head back and moaned with need, her body succumbing to pleasure embarrassingly quickly. However, before she could really savour the sensations, he removed his sticky cock and nudged it at her anus.

She squirmed and wriggled back on the bed, shaking her head.

The doctor grinned. "Now, now, you don't have to hide from what you want. What would your Master say if he was here right now?"

She blushed and looked down. "He would say to 'adopt the position.'"

The doctor smirked -- he knew exactly what position her Master would make her take. "Well then, 'adopt the position!'"

Molly moaned a little as she lay back and grabbed her legs so that she was lying in the diaper position. Despite her blush, her slick pussy betrayed her inner arousal at her increasingly humiliating appointment.

The doctor smirked and rubbed a lubed finger around her tight anus. Molly whimpered, the naughty sensation clearly felt good.

He pushed his finger against her sphincter. "Relax for me, Molly -- let me in. You know you want this."

Molly shook her head, yet it was clear she didn't believe her protests either. Taking a deep breath, she bore down on her anus, relaxing herself to take the probing digit.

The doctor grinned. "Good girl."

He added a second finger, working them both inside of her in tandem while she groaned at the naughty pleasure which clearly felt so wrong yet so right to her.

With a bit more lube he added a third, fucking her anus with his fingers while she clutched at her legs like they were a life preserver.

He pulled out his fingers and held them up to her mouth. She twitched her head away in distaste, yet the squirm of her hips was unmistakable -- even now he was only turning her on.

Pinching her nose with one hand he pushed his fingers against her lips until she opened them for him. "Good girl -- suck my fingers nice and clean for me."

Molly moaned a little as he made her suck his fingers clean, clearly aroused by the increasing humiliation of his brand of domination.

With his fingers still in her mouth he nudged his sticky cock-tip at her anus once more, smearing her with his pre-cum. "You know you want this, Molly -- take it."

Molly arched back and moaned as he slowly but surely pushed his cock up inside her tight anus, the lingering juices from her excited pussy lubricating his way.

"Mm, you're so tight, Molly!"

Molly whimpered but started to undulate her hips, the devious penetration clearly only adding to her arousal.

The doctor chuckled. "That's right, Molly -- this is what you were made for, wasn't it? To be used in all the most embarrassing ways possible -- and then to cum from it!" He pulled his fingers from her mouth and wiped them clean on her chest.

Molly moaned even as she started to buck back against him, seeking pleasure amidst the dark, stretching pain.

The doctor kept up a slow but steady pace. "Such a shame you have no hands free to rub yourself! Looks like you'll just have to wait for me to get you there with my cock as I thrust in and out of your most private hole!"

Molly's blush deepened but her pussy twitched in wanton desire at his words. "Please! Faster!"

He chuckled. "Does the horny slut like this?" He continued at a fractionally faster pace as she moaned. He glanced down between her legs, her glistening pussy still obviously exposed. "I think she does!"

He sped up a little more, rocking his hips as he thrust his cock deep inside her tight anus while she held her legs mortifyingly spread for him. Her cute tits were now fully on display for him, her hard little nipples bobbing up and down in the center.

He leaned forward and sucked up one of her nipples into his mouth and Molly moaned at the sensation. He let his teeth drag over her nipple as he released it before sucking up the other one.

"Mm, how does it feel to be nothing but a sex toy?" he asked, his hips now adding more power so that she grunted with each thrust.

She moaned. "Too good!"

He chuckled. "Getting off on the wrong things feels so right, hey?"

Molly blushed and nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as he continued to stimulate her sensitive anus with his shaft. However, while his movements caused a slow build-up for her, her tight anus was much more quickly bringing him to the boil.

He sped up again, his hands now gripping either side of the examination couch as he pummelled his cock into her anus. With one last thrust he came deep inside her, bouncing his hips slightly with each spurt of his cock as his cum filled her up.

He sucked in a deep, satisfied breath and then pulled out, his cum dribbling out of her gaping anus.

He held the test tube to the hole and let his cum dribble down into it. He then held the tube to her lips. "Open up, Molly." His other hand pinched at her nose, not giving her the option to disobey.