The doctor authoritatively said, lecturing her, "You should have done that when you were 21. And you' re 24. We' re not delaying this any further. Come on." "It won' t hurt?" "It won' t." "I mean…you won' t hurt me?" She glanced at the sparkling scalpel which rested on a nearby tray and then warily looked at her, finding that she wasn' t pleased with her comment.
"Fine…" Serena mumbled as she looked at that damn chair. It looked like an instrument of torture. She was shaking now. She awkwardly climbed on it and lied back on it while the doctor washed her hands. The latter approached the exam table, standing right beside her.
Serena stirred till she was comfortable and then, looked up towards the woman, wondering what she was thinking right now. What was she planning to do with her? What if she killed her and one would know?! Why did she even come here for God's sake?
"Relax now. I' m going to perform a breast exam." Serena tensed as the doctor pushed aside the opening in the robe and slid her hands beneath. She flinched when she cupped both of her breasts, gasping, "Ahh!" "Quiet." Kassandra harshly said, using her fingertips to massage them in small circular motion. She squeezed her eyes tightly, her cheeks becoming red, "Your hands are so friggin cold!" "Quiet, I said."
Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she was afraid the doctor could feel it. Kassandra ordered, noticing how hard she was breathing, "Calm down, focus and learn. It' s important to know how to give yourself such an exam."
Calm down?! Damn hell. How could she? Those slender fingers were caressing her so tentatively, so sensually. No one has ever given attention to her breasts like that before. She massaged her, her palms covering her, as if imprinting themselves on her skin. They were cold but she felt so hot within. It burnt her, perturbed her.
She struggled not to let out a moan when the doctor brushed her fingers against her nipples before gently pinching them between her thumb and index. "You use your eyes and hands to check the shape, size and texture. If you feel any abnormalities, you report it to your doctor. Get it?" "Uh-huh."
What kind of response was that? Kassandra wondered why that girl was getting so embarrassed. She was literally looking sideways with her eyes closed. It somehow bothered her to find her nipples erected. Was she turned on? Hmpf. Her skin was so warm and smooth to the touch though, delicate and fragile.
She unconsciously ran her index down her cleavage, tracing the shape of those curves and realizing what she just did, she instantly took her hands off, "Alright. That' s it. They' re perfectly healthy. It' s best you do this monthly 3 to 5 days after your period starts."
When she felt the hands leaving her, Serena hastily drew the two sides of the robe together, hiding herself from the doctor' s eyes. She exhaled quietly, long and slow, realizing she had been holding her breath all this while. Goddammit. Her heart was throbbing. Well, that wasn' t so bad, was it? She sat up, looking around to find the woman on the other side of the room, washing her hands again, drying them and then proceeding to wear some gloves.
Feeling the curious eyes on her, Kassandra walked to the end of the exam table again and pulled out the stirrups. "Lie back and put your legs on the footrests. I' ll commence the pelvic exam." "Wha—wha—what?! No! Why?!"
How tiresome. It felt too much of an effort to argue with someone like that. When Serena saw how annoyed she looked, she realized she was just being immature. She again asked in a small voice, just for reassurance, "Hey doctor…you sure it won' t hurt?"
Kassandra pursed her lips. She was such a child. "Yes, it won' t." Serena slowly raised her left leg and slid it on the stirrup. She muttered a curse word and the doctor raised an eyebrow in amusement. Unable to contain her fear and embarrassment, she spat at her, "You' re enjoying this, aren' t you?"
"Watch your tongue. I will not have you talk to me like this." Kassandra warned her, grabbing her other foot and lowering it in the footrest. She adjusted them, spreading her legs wide open and Serena struggled, wanting to get off now. This was too crazy and humiliating. She was almost naked and spread in a vulnerable position before a woman who hated her.
Kassandra grasped her knee, squeezing it lightly as she menacingly said, "I will strap you if you continue like that. Scoot your body forward and behave."
She did as she was told for fear that she might anger her, ungracefully bouncing on that chair, making her legs open more widely.
"I' ve never had such a difficult patient before." Kassandra grumbled as she drew a small stool and sat between her legs. She took a small lubrication tube from a nearby tray, applying it on her gloved fingers.
Serena held her breath when she was unable to see anything because of that blue robe. That' s it. She was going to die now, knowing that her most private part was bare to the doctor. How could women willingly submit themselves to something as unnerving as that? She pressed her hand over her chest, trying to calm her pounding heart. This had to be a nightmare.
For a few minutes, Kassandra visually examined her vulva and labia, checking for abnormalities such as irritation, swelling, redness or cysts.
The silence was killing her. What was happening down there? She felt the sudden cold fingers brushing her intimately and she tensed, trying to sit but unable to, "Stop. What are you doing?" "Applying lube…Not that you need it. You' re wet."
The doctor' s voice was dangerously soft. She threw her head back, biting down on her lips as that darn woman occasionally touched her clit before slipping a finger inside her. Her body buckled and she let out a small moan, "Oh God." "Tell me something, Serena. Was Jason that good in bed?"
Shit!That was it. She was dead now. She clenched the side of the chair, refusing to speak. Kassandra inserted a second finger, slowly pulling out and pushing in, "How many orgasms could he give you, mmh?" She crooked her fingers, caressing her inside, hitting a spot so deep that Serena instantly clamped her hand on her mouth, muffling her cries of pleasure. What was that? What was she doing? It felt so darn good.
"Did he ever make you come first?" She squirmed, her body craving to move against her hand but those damn footrests. She felt the sudden pressure and she let out a sharp gasp. Her body shuddered. A bit more. She needed just a tiny bit more but then, the doctor stopped and she almost cried at the lost.
Kassandra shook her head, pulling out of her, leaving her on edge, "That won' t do. You' re not answering me. I' ll start the pelvic exam." Serena breathlessly said, "Please…" "Please what?" "Keep doing it. I was…" "Close?" "Yes." "A pity, isn' t it?"
She grabbed the speculum from the tray beside her and explained as per her personal protocols, "I' ll be using a tool to open up your vagina." "No. Keep doing…what you were doing." Kassandra ignored her as she resumed what she was actually supposed to do, "It gives me easy access to your cervix. If you feel any pain, just tell me." Serena groaned, "Fuck you, Kassandra." "Right. I' m putting it in now."
She bit her lips as she felt a light discomfort. The device slipped easily inside her. She guessed it was due to the lube or…a more natural fluid.
"Relax now. I' m going to start opening it."
She cranked the speculum open and her patient groaned, feeling the pressure increasing slowly. "Just a little more." Kassandra reassured upon noticing that the young woman was uncomfortable. It started to get a little painful and just as Serena was about to tell her that it was too much, she stopped opening it.
She felt a throbbing pressure, a painful and unpleasant tinge but it was bearable. Kassandra instructed, "Breathe deeply. Don' t tense your muscles." Serena closed her eyes tightly. She was so glad she couldn' t see what the doctor was doing thanks to that blue paper robe. The minutes felt like excruciating hours.
Once the speculum was secured, Kassandra reached beside her, took a small brush and swabbed her cervix, taking a small sample of her cells. It was the routine of things. She then held a small light, flashed it at her and asked, breaking the infernal silence, "Does it hurt when you have sex?" "Only sometimes." She demanded, annoyed at her vagueness, "Be precise."
She admitted, feeling ashamed, "Yes lately, it' s been hurting every time." "Your cervix is slightly bruised. I' ll give you some medication to relieve the pain. I' ll advise that you avoid having sex for a while." "Ye—yes doctor."
She gently removed the speculum, placing it back on the tray. "I' m going to examine your reproductive organs now." Serena sighed, gulping at the mere thought, "Is it…as weird as you make it sound?"
Ignoring her childishness, Kassandra stood, moving to the side of the bed, noticing how flushed the young woman had become. She placed her hand on her stomach and Serena trembled slightly, gazing up at her, reaching down to hold onto her sleeve. Her mouth parted slightly. She really was so beautiful.
Kassandra irately looked at her. How dare she. "Let go." "Uh?" "Let go of my sleeve." She had done it without realizing. She immediately released her, bringing her hands back to her sides, completely flustered now. "Sorry."
She observed how the doctor brought her other hand around her leg and she shuddered as two fingers entered her without warning. "What did you want me to do again?" She closed her eyes, letting out a tense sigh of pleasure.
Her mind went blank. She creased the white sheet beneath her. She couldn' t think. She was stroking her again. So slowly. It felt so good. It was as if she knew where to touch her. Again she felt that sweet building pressure, again that woman was teasing that secret spot in her, making her wetter than she had ever been. She arched her body, somehow managing to gyrate her hips in small movements, whimpering in delight.
The doctor tsked, "Enjoying much?" She went knuckles deep, crossed her fingers, shoving them so suddenly against her g-spot that she moaned boldly.
Kassandra hastily pulled her fingers from her, clamping her own hand on her mouth as she leaned towards her, whispering, "You' re too loud."
Serena opened her eyes slowly, her chest puffing up and down, seeing her face so close. She hated that she was kept on edge again. She breathlessly brought her hand up, stroking the doctor' s cheek, her fingers lacing in her smooth black hair. She could see a tint of vulnerability in the woman' s eyes before she stood straight and sighed, "I' ll finish the exam."
Before she could protest, Kassandra moved away from her, placed one hand on her stomach, pressed hard against it and she dipped her two fingers again inside her, feeling her internal organs to check if the sizes and shapes were alright. She released her a few seconds later and ordered, "You can put your legs down now. It' s done."
She quickly lowered them, feeling a bit modest again. Something wasn' t right. She felt frustrated. She accusingly said, "It' s not done. You…You didn' t let me—" "I' m not here to give you pleasure." She reddened even more now, blushing furiously at how direct she was. "Go get dressed. We' ve talked and I' ve listened. Just as you wanted." She took off her gloves, discarded them in the basin and then immediately reached for the form and started jotting down her observations.
Serena slowly sat up, clenching her legs together, feeling the throbbing need. She wasn' t ready not to see her again. Before she could stop herself, the words left her lips, "This isn' t enough."
Kassandra continued scribbling on the form, pretending she didn' t hear her, "The result for your pap smear test will be available in a week. It' s important that you do that once a year. It tests the presence of cancerous cells on your…" Her words trailed off as Serena stood, letting the blue robe slip off her shoulders till it fell at her feet. She stood stark naked before her. "Do I have your attention now?"
Kassandra swallowed hard, the pen shaking between her fingers. Damn her. Her eyes trailed down her cleavage, lingering on her well-shaped breasts before they followed the journey down her slender waist. She wondered what she would have looked like if she had let her climax.
Serena trembled, feeling more aroused now under her sharp eyes. She wanted her to touch her again, to take her madly and show her the secret pleasures of her body. She has never felt anything as intense as what that woman just made her experience. Eyes filled with desire, she closed them as she saw the doctor approaching her. It thrilled her. She wanted her a bit closer until she could feel her hot breath against her lips, feel her body pressing against hers.
"Get dressed and get out of here. I won' t say it again."
The ruthless words shook her out of her fantasy. Serena yelled in disbelief, seeing the doctor heading to the exit without sparing her another look, "I fucking hate you." "That makes two of us." Kassandra closed the door behind her and saw Jillian and Emma staring at her suggestively while Charles was completely red in the face.
She muttered a cursed word, ignoring them as she grabbed the doorknob to her office and disappeared inside. It was so embarrassing, so unprofessional from her part and she could lose her license because of that. She wanted to drown herself.