A little more than a month later Paolo still hadn’t called. Jessica doubted he ever would. She didn’t blame him. She lay there in bed, running through that night again. She flipped on a vibrator, held it between her legs, and let the memory of guilt and pain and pleasure drive her. A few minutes after she came, her stomach turned. She ran to the bathroom. *Uh oh. No way! I’m on birth control.* She cleaned up and called to make an appointment with a gynecologist who she knew performed abortions. Later that day, she bought a home test at CVS. When she took it, it came up positive. Of course. Goddamnit all to hell!
Dr. Brooks, was in his mid fifties. Salt and pepper hair. He had an air of practiced competence that gave him command of the room as soon as he entered it. He was handsome. Jessica sat in the gown the nurse had given her, her head spinning with nerves. He flipped the top sheet on his clipboard. “Jessica Seale, right? You had a home pregnancy test come up, positive?”
“Yes. But I’m on birth control!”
“Okay, that can happen. Were you on antibiotics at the time perhaps?”
She’d never even thought of that, “Oh! Yes… I was. I had a sinus infection from the air in the dorm. I seem to get them every year about this time.”
“Okay, well antibiotics interfere with birth control. Make sure to use a condom if you’re going to have sex while you’re on them. We can do a blood test to make sure your home test was accurate. Are you aware of your options?”
Jessica looked down in embarrassment. She swallowed, “I am, yes… If I am pregnant, I’d like an abortion.”
Dr. Brooks said nothing, but checked a box on his chart. “Alright, we’ll draw blood for the test before you go. Normally on a new patient, especially one coming in with a potential procedure, I need to do a pelvic exam. Is that something you’d be okay with us taking care of today?”
“I guess, so, yeah.”
“This isn’t your first one…”
“No, I just -” The bruising was gone. There would be no sign five – no six men were in her. Everything looked normal down there now, she told herself. “I’ve only had a couple. I – I’m still not used to it.”
Dr Brooks looked at her for a moment and smiled, “That’s okay, Jessica, I’ll walk you through it. First thing to do is hop up on the exam table.”
She got on the exam table, moved down to the end of it, and slid her feet into the pair of stirrups. Jessica suddenly felt self conscious in a way she hadn’t before when having an exam. He knew she’d had sex because she might be pregnant. Her pussy felt “dirty” in a way it hadn’t before, and it made her self-conscious.
“I’m going to need you to lay back and let your knees fall to the side so your legs spread apart.”
“Oh,”
“The first part is an external exam. I’m going to check your pelvic area: labia, clitoris, vaginal opening for any irregularities, and to establish a baseline for future exams.”
She felt gloved fingers probe her labia, trace them. It didn’t feel remotely sexual, but her body reacted anyway. From between her legs, Dr. Brooks said, “Don’t worry, it’s perfectly normal to feel some arousal during an exam.” She bit her lip when he touched her clit, then he moved on.
“Okay, the second part is a speculum exam. Have you had one of these before?”
“Yes.”
“Good, then if you’re ready I’ll start.”
She let him insert the speculum into her and spread her out. It was painful, but nothing compared to the soreness she felt the first two days after the party.
“There’s a little bit of scarring here. If I can ask, was everything alright about how you came to be, ah, possibly pregnant?”
It was a strange question, and suddenly Jessica felt defensive, “Um… yeah. I went to a party. Got drunk. We were drunk, it might’ve gotten a little rough.”
“About a month ago? Catholic fraternity?”
Jessica’s blood ran cold, “What??” She started to try to sit up.
His expression was dark, “I was working the ER that night. Three boys came in with priapism, that is, erections lasting longer than four hours. Symptoms of mild viagra overdose. One of them, Graydon, was my daughter’s boyfriend.”
She flinched at the name.
“Ah! So it was you. They said your name was Jessica, but they refused to say anything else except that you ‘got what you deserved,’” Jessica turned bright red and started to stammer a response, but the doctor said, “But I’m not sure you did.”
“They were blocking my way out! I was -”
“Oh, no. I got the rest of the story from Graydon after I found out that I had to have my own daughter tested for STIs. You were apparently quite the little slut that night!”
She made to get up, “I’m leaving, I don’t have to answer these questions!”
Dr. Brooks grabbed her by the shoulder with force, “You are not. One of them brought the gin bottle with them. I took it and hid it, because my daughter does not need to get involved in a court case about some slut that drugged up and fucked her boyfriend. It’s embarrassing. But if I had it tested, I think you and I both know that it would turn up positive for viagra. Those boys didn’t pop those pills themselves. Do you know what kinds of crimes you’ve committed, young lady? Put your feet back in the stirrups and spread your legs.”
She did so, now afraid of the doctor and what could happen next, but he switched his rage off and his tone became clinical again. But there was still an edge to it that wasn’t there before, “The next part of the exam is the bimanual exam. I’m going to insert two gloved fingers into you.”
Jessica fought her body and her mind as the feel of Dr. Brooks fingers filling her up turned her fear into arousal. He put his hand on her belly.
“You may feel some pressure or discomfort when I press here,” He pushed. It was, in fact, uncomfortable, but not painful. She struggled to hold in her embarrassment and shame as this doctor who called her a “slut” felt around inside of her with his fingers. She thought he was done, but he stopped before his fingers came out of her. “Do you feel any pleasure when I press here?” He pushed on a spot she knew was her G-spot, and her body lit up.
“Dr Brooks, please!”
He started sliding his fingers in and out with slow, steady force. “I need you to answer my question,”
“No!”
“I need you to answer my questions honestly, or they can mar the exam results,”
She felt an orgasm building inside of her against her will, fueled by humiliation, “I said no!”
He took his fingers out. “I see. Well, in that case,” He walked to the side table and grabbed a condom out of the bowl of free samples.
“What are you doing?”
“A side project. I told you, I will explain every step of the exam. I need to establish a baseline for your sexual pleasure response. My fingers apparently don’t work for stimulation, so we’re going to use more traditional measures. Since I haven’t gotten your STI results yet, I can hardly do that without a glove on.” Dr. Brooks unzipped his pants and pulled the condom on over his cock. “Please scoot all the way to the bottom of the table, keep your feet in the stirrups, and let your legs fall to the side,” Jessica sobbed, but did as she was told, and felt a rush of anticipation against her will.
“When you are ready, I’m going to enter you. I will mark the time, and I need you to tell me exactly when you start to feel an orgasm, and give me its intensity on a scale of one to ten. Are you ready?”
Jessica shook her head. “Yes,” He filled her. He clearly knew what he was doing, because only a few seconds after he began fucking her in earnest, she started to feel pleasure. “Oh, FUCK!”
Dr Brooks slapped her face, but his tone remained clinical, “Please be quiet until you believe you are having an orgasm. Talking may interfere with timing. Don’t forget to give it a number rating as well” Jessica bit her lip. She howled silently in her head until she felt an orgasm start to tear through her against her will. “Dr! Ah! Dr! I’m! Coming! NOWWWWW! FUCK! It’s a – FUCK. It’s a seven!”
Dr. Brooks pulled out of her and yanked the condom off in one motion. He grabbed his cock and started jerking furiously. “Three and a half minutes. That’s unusually good! Please get down off the table, get dressed, and then get down on your knees here.”
Jessica did exactly as she was told, but Dr. Brooks still barked at her, “Hurry!” She got down on her knees in front of him, expecting him to cum on her face or in her hair, but he grabbed her head and shoved it down on his cock. She sucked automatically and within seconds semen filled her mouth and coated her throat. He held her fast in place until he was completely done ejaculating. When he let her go, she wiped her lips with the back of her wrist, licked it, and looked up at him, “I’m never coming back here again,”
“I think you will. There are no other abortion providers around. And I have evidence that you’ve been involved in a crime. Your appointment is in one week at this same time. I will have your STI results then. Be here. After I’ve done your abortion, you won’t have to come back.”
Dr Brooks called and confirmed her pregnancy after the blood test results came. Until the day of the appointment, she swore she wouldn’t go back. But the day of she awoke and pulled out the vibrator she had started using whenever the memory of that night or of Dr. Brooks’ exam flooded her with shame and arousal. She’d been using it every day, sometimes more than once. As soon as Jessica came, she knew she would go to her appointment.
Dr. Brooks walked into the exam room, “I have good news! You have no STIs. Totally clean. Surprising for such an accomplished slut, but you lucked out. My daughter will be very pleased.”
She rolled her eyes, “I see. Well, thanks for that. Can we get on with my procedure?”
“Oh! No, I don’t think we will. That’s just two pills, anyway. One taken orally, and one inserted vaginally 36 hours after you take the first one. It’s very rare that we do surgical abortions these days, now that the drugs for it are so good. And since I know exactly when you got pregnant, I know exactly how long we can wait on the pill.”
“What am I doing here, then?” She knew the answer as soon as she asked the question, “…Oh.”
“Please remove your clothes and hop up onto the exam table. Feet in stirrups. Scoot to the edge. You know how to do this by now, I think.”
“Do you have a gown for me?”
“No gown, you won’t need it. I want to examine how your body reacts.”
Jessica undressed hesitantly, aware of the doctor’s eyes on her body as she took off her clothes. Her bra stopped fitting well a few days previous, and it left red lace-shaped marks on her when she took it off.
“I see your breasts are growing.” He walked up to her. He took one in his hand and tested its weight. “You may also find that your nipples are starting to get darker. In many women, they can also become more sensitive at this time.” He took one into his mouth and sucked on it. Jessica gasped and goosebumps rose on her shoulder. “Are they more sensitive now than they were before? Honest answers, remember.”
Jessica scowled, “Yes.”
“Why don’t you go ahead and get on the exam table? We should get going. I have other patients.”
Jessica again did as she was told. She scooted to the end of the table and spread her legs. This time, when she was finally in position she felt an unwanted onrush of desire flood over her. Her nipples stood on end. Her ass tingled. Her clit throbbed. She didn’t want to want Dr. Brooks, but something about the situation turned her on at an atavistic level.
“This time I’m going to enter you bare. Just like last time, I want you to tell me when you start to feel an orgasm come on. And don’t forget the number.”
Dr. Brooks placed the bare tip of his penis against her opening. “Are you ready?”
Jessica shook her head instead of saying “Yes,” afraid he would hear the desire in her voice. He pushed and her pussy opened to receive him. She found herself involuntarily trying to spread her legs more every time he thrust into her. Her cunt was greedy for his cock. This time the orgasm was far more intense, and when it came on it was so sudden she almost couldn’t form words. She squeaked out “Nine!” between cries of “God!” He kept pounding her, and the pleasure refused to let up. She pushed herself into every thrust until Dr. Brooks shuddered and came, emptying his cock into her.
He sat down and recovered his breath while she dripped cum off the exam table. “That time took almost five minutes for you, but a nine you say! Wow. What would you say your orgasms from masturbation are?”
“What?”
“When you use a vibrator, is it a nine?”
She paused,
“Honest answers…”
“A six. Maybe. Lately they’ve been better, but that’s because I -” She trailed off, too aware of what she was about to say.
“Yes? You what?”
“That is, I keep playing that night over in my head. And fuck you, but yes. This,” Jessica waved her hands in the air to indicate the table, and him and the exam room. “It makes them more intense.”
Dr. Brooks gave an evil, satisfied grin. “Clean up. Like I said, I have more patients. Don’t worry, you’re my special patient. I’ll see you day after tomorrow. Same time.”
“But -”
“Remember what you did. This is your punishment, and you will come and you will take it, and when it’s done I will give you your abortion.”
For the next three weeks, Jessica came into the Dr. Brooks office three times a week. She walked in, stripped bare, got on the table, and scooted to the edge so that Dr. Brooks could fuck her. Her orgasms only got more intense. Maybe it was the pregnancy. Maybe the situation, but every appointment the release was more profound. Sometimes she would have two, three orgasms before he bucked and thrust his cum into her with deep slow strokes. She wore her vibrator out between appointments and had to get another.
Finally, the day came for her pill. She took it. There was no sex. She went home and was surprised to find herself disappointed. 36 hours later, she was on the exam table baring her pussy for him again. Dr. Brooks got out the second pill, ready to put it inside of her, but Jessica stopped him with her hand, “Please?”
“No… the hormones in semen or the chemicals in condoms; both stand a chance of making the pill fail to work,”
“Oh”
Dr. Brooks slid the pill into her with two fingers, then pulled out. But instead of taking his hand away, he stroked her pussy with it. “After all, you’re going to have to lay like this until it dissolves.” He poured more lube on his hand and massaged her pussy in earnest, building her pleasure up slow and steadily, nothing at all like the speed of forbidden sex. After almost half an hour, pleasure built up uncontrollably. Jessica clenched her butt and arched her whole body off the table in one solid orgasm. “Ten!” She said before she fell back to the table panting.
When she caught her breath, she got up, got dressed, and unzipped Dr. Brooks’ trousers. She sucked him as he stood there, hungry for one last taste of his cum. He pulled her hair, and shoved his cock against the back of her throat. She felt the warmth flood her throat. When he was spent, she let go and sat in the exam chair while he recovered.
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“I’ll schedule a followup visit, then. Or my annual exam?”
He looked at her, trying to gauge if she was serious. She was.
“Um. Annual exam. Yeah. Yeah, that’d be good.”
Jessica smiled. She was free.
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