My job requires an extensive yearly physical. The new doctor violated me this morning, and I don't know how to feel about it..[M/F] | 2016

As the title says, my job requires that I take a very extensive yearly physical. Stress tests, neurological exams, flexibility and motor function...the works. I've been doing this for several years, and it's been one of two doctors every time, both men, who specialize in the medicine specific to the kind of work that I do. Anyway, my most recent physical was today, and it was...unusual.

I showed up to the clinic early. They do all sorts of industrial medicine related stuff here, and I've learned that showing up after 8 means this will be an all day affair. As soon as the doors are unlocked, I check in, fill out my paperwork, and sit down. To my relief, I'm only in the lobby for s few minutes before I'm called into the back. We go through all of the preliminary testing - hearing, vision, oxygen tolerance, stress and heart health - the routine things, then the technician brings me to the examination room to wait for the doctor. It's always been the same guy. There are only two clinics who do these exams, and they each have only one examining doctor.

Anyway, I strip down like always and take a seat on the bed. Just enough time goes by to start feeling annoyed and forgotten about, when the door opens. Expecting to look up and greet Dr. X, I'm shocked and a little embarrassed to see a slender brunette in her mid to late 30s come in and sit down in the chair opposite me. She introduces herself and we begin the verbal portion of the exam.

I'm really confused at this point. This exam is...invasive and "thorough* at points... Are we just going to skip those parts?

She finishes with her questions and stands up. "OK, shall we begin the fun part?" She laughs. "Go ahead and lie back"

I do. I'm beside myself now. She begins by testing my joints, bending my knees, elbows, shoulders, ankles, and fingers into weird positions one at a time. I'm beginning to relax, finding it easier by the minute to ignore her soft, gloved hands all over my body, but this was only the beginning.

Next, she began running her hands over literally every inch of my body. Slowly and methodically kneading the muscles to check for firmness and suppleness, also, I guess, to look for pulled or torn muscles or ligaments or whatever. She does this for what seems like hours, my entire body, front and back. She seemed to linger a little too long around my groin, and when I was face down, my ass. My imagination, surely.

Next came the neurological and reflex tests. I had to follow a penlight with my eyes and other boring things. The nerve and reflex tests are where things really started to get weird, though. She has me lie down again. She pulls a device called a Wartenburg wheel (a little stainless steel wheel covered in spikes) out of the desk and explains that she's going to test my nerve endings. "I'm going to roll this over your whole body. All you need to do is tell me if I hit a spot where you can't feel anything"

She begins at the bottom of my left foot and works her way up my leg. When she gets to my inner thigh, just below my balls, she looks down, "everything OK?" My cock is rock hard in seconds. I'm so embarrassed, but I can't help it. She continues. Rolling that little wheel just behind and under my balls, then rolling it slowly over my stomach and chest, down the insides of my arms, and down the right leg, again being very attentive to my most sensitive areas. She has me roll over so that I'm face down, and goes through the whole process again. This time, paying special attention to the sensitive flesh of my ass, even running that damned thing over my asshole. I gasped and gripped the paper bed covering when she did that. She said absolutely nothing, but at this point I'm fully aware that she is fucking with me.

She has me stand up for the last part of the exam. The part I was certain we would skip. She never asked me if I was OK with her doing this part. I'm sure she's supposed to, legally...right?

Normally, the process is simple and quick. "Put your elbows on the table", a slight pressure, a tissue, then I'm putting my clothes on and signing paperwork.

She walks over to me and physically turns me around. Instinctively, I place my elbows on the table. I hear the lube bottle top snap open, feel a cold pinch, and then her finger slides into my asshole. Instead of pulling out immediately, like usual, she keeps it there, then begins moving it slowly in and out. I can't believe it's happening. I want to run, but this woman is in total control over me. She's still standing, leaned over with one hand pressing down on my lower back while she violates me with the other. I'm too shocked to do anything but lie there and take it. Also, it feels really fucking good. My cock is about to explode. I've never experienced anything like this in my life. A million questions about my sexuality are racing through my head.

I'm pretty sure she added another finger at some point. It became strangely hard to tell. After a little while, she turned me around, got down on her knees, and finished me off into her mouth with her hands. She never said a word the whole time. She just fucked me, signed my paperwork, then left.

I checked out at the front desk and went outside. I sat in my car staring at the wall for ten minutes before I could do anything.