Page 16 of Examined

Slap!

The wet sound of three of the doctor’s fingers spanking her pussy left Kirsten doing her best to squirm away. But another slap followed, and another, and another, until her pussy was engulfed by a burning sting hotter even than the one he’d lit previously on her bottom.

“Please, doctor, I’m sorry! I won’t clench!”

No reply came, only more spanks, until a dozen in total had fallen and she was fitting in pleas for mercy and promises of obedience amidst yelps of pain. When the spanking stopped at last, Kirsten made an extra special effort to relax her cheeks as much as possible, promising herself that no inspection could be as humiliating as having her soaking wet pussy spanked again.

Moments later, the doctor’s fingertip returned to rest once more at the center of her anus. “We’re just getting started with this little bottom hole, Kirsten. The next time you squirm away or try to clench these cheeks, it won’t be your pussy that’s spanked, or your bottom either.”

What would he spank?

Her nipples had already been punished. She imagined her breasts swaying back and forth as he reached around her body to spank them, but his next words made it clear that was not what he had in mind.

“Naughty patients who misbehave during their rectal exam get their bare bottom holes spanked,” he said matter-of-factly.

That was a more effective threat even than the thought of having her breasts spanked might have been, and Kirsten vowed to herself to be as obedient as possible for the remainder of at least this portion of the exam. That vow was tested mere moments later, however, when she felt the doctor’s finger run along her drenched slit, then dip just a little inside her dripping pussy. Without him needing to say anything, she knew exactly what he was doing.

He was lubing his finger so that he could slide it inthere.

Her guess was proved correct seconds later, when she felt the now slick tip of his finger return to her tight, virgin hole.He started slowly, pushing inside millimeter by millimeter, Kirsten’s humiliation growing with every passing second. His first knuckle slid inside, and she gasped. His second knuckle slipped inside, and she yelped. When he buried his finger all the way to the last knuckle, she actually moaned for him.

The muscles of her anus accommodated gradually to the intrusion, and Kirsten waited for what Dr. Harris would do next. But as the seconds passed, the casualness of him just standing there with his finger in her bottom humiliated her far more deeply than the initial penetration. The simple gesture showed not only dominance, but a sense of ownership. Her pussy clenched as hard as it had at any point today, and the moment it did, a horrifying thought struck her. With his finger where it was, he would have felt her cheeks clamp down along with her pussy.

Maybe he didn’t notice.

“Your pussy just clenched for me, didn’t it?”

It was as if the floor of her personal, private humiliation cavern caved in, and suddenly she discovered an entirely new chamber far further below the surface. A chamber filled with shame beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

“Do you know why my finger in your bottom made your pussy clench, Kirsten?” Dr. Harris asked. When she said nothing at first, he continued. “Do I need to remove my finger and spank this bare bottom hole?”

The threat dragged her out of the lake of shame in which she’d been wallowing and forced her to respond. “I… I don’t know, doctor.”

“Yes, you do,” he replied. “Lie to me again, and this bottom hole will be very sore.”

“My pussy clenched because my anus is sensitive, doctor.”

“That’s partly true. But there’s another reason, isn’t there?”

“Yes, doctor…”

“What have you been thinking about while I’ve had my finger in this tight hole, Kirsten?”

Kirsten considered lying. How could he know what she was thinking about? But she was pretty certain that he did in fact know exactly what she was thinking about, and anything but the truth would likely result in exactly the punishment he had threatened moments ago.

“I was thinking about… about you fucking my bottom, doctor.”

“Tell me, Kirsten, have you ever had this needy little hole fucked?”

“No…”

“Have you ever had a finger here before?”

“Not until just now…” Kirsten replied, seeing no reason to even consider lying.

“You like the feel of my finger there, don’t you?”

Her pussy clenched again. Before she could speak, he said simply, “No need to answer. I felt your pussy answer for you.”

---