I’m still shaking as I type this, my cunt throbbing and gaping even hours later. Yesterday’s appointment wasn’t a check-up. It was a full-on experimental medical violation, and I’m fucking ruined for it.
The doctor had the room prepared like a depraved lab. The heavy gynecological chair was already reclined, thick leather straps dangling, stirrups adjusted obscenely wide. He left the door cracked open wider than last time. I could hear the waiting room murmurs right outside.
“Strip completely. Fold your clothes neatly and stand there,” he ordered. My hands trembled so badly I could barely obey. Once I was naked, he strapped me down brutally tight — wrists, forearms, thighs, and ankles locked into the stirrups until my legs were spread so wide my hips burned and my pussy was stretched open and completely vulnerable. The cool air hit my exposed cunt and asshole, making me shiver.
He snapped on black nitrile gloves and rolled his stool between my helplessly spread legs. His thick fingers pried my slick folds apart roughly.
“Oh, look at this,” he murmured, voice low and mocking. “You’re trembling so much. Don’t be afraid, my dear. I’ll try to be gentle.” That cruel smirk. “I can’t help it if I get a bit excited though.”
He started with the largest speculum I’d ever seen — cold, heavy stainless steel. He pressed the icy metal against my entrance and shoved it in with one brutal thrust. The stretch was immediate and vicious. I gasped sharply, a high-pitched whimper escaping as the cold metal forced my walls apart. He ratcheted it open click… click… click… each turn stretching me wider until I felt like I was tearing. My pussy lips were pulled taut, everything inside me pink and glistening under the bright exam light.
“Fuck—! It’s too big…” I moaned, my voice cracking.
“Quiet, patient. This is just the beginning.”
He attached a powerful clit pump next — a clear acrylic cylinder that sealed tightly over my swollen clit. He squeezed the bulb rapidly. The suction hit hard and immediate. My clit was pulled deep into the tube, swelling bigger and more sensitive with every pump until it throbbed painfully, engorged and bright red, protruding obscenely. The pressure made my hips jerk against the restraints.
While my clit was trapped and pulsing, he picked up a long, thin metal sound. He lubed it coldly and pressed the tip against my urethra. “No— wait—!” I begged, but he pushed it in slowly, the burning stretch making my eyes water. The smooth metal slid deeper into my pisshole, filling a place nothing had ever touched. Every tiny movement sent sharp, humiliating sparks through me. I let out a long, broken moan, my thighs quivering violently.
He fucked the sound in and out in shallow thrusts while shining a bright light deep into my speculum-stretched cunt.
“Such a pathetic, leaky little hole slut. Your piss slit is gripping this sound so greedily.”
I could hear footsteps right outside the cracked door. Someone paused. My heart hammered. The doctor noticed and smiled.
He added a thick, ridged anal plug next — no warmup. He forced it past my tight ring in one push. The sudden fullness made me cry out loudly, a raw “Ahhhn—!” as my asshole stretched and clenched around the invading girth. Now every hole was stuffed.
Then came the electrostim. He slid a long, flexible probe deep into my cervix through the speculum and attached pads to my swollen clit and inner thighs. The first low current hit like lightning — a buzzing, stinging pulse that made my entire pelvis contract hard. My back arched against the straps.
“Nngh—! Oh god— it’s buzzing inside me— fuck—!” I moaned, drooling slightly.
He turned it up. Sharp electric shocks zapped my cervix in rhythm while he started the fucking machine. A thick, veiny dildo attached to the mechanical arm slammed into my speculum-held cunt. The relentless mechanical pounding mixed with the urethral sound, the anal plug, the clit vacuum, and the electro pulses turned me into a twitching, overstimulated mess.
My moans grew louder and more desperate. “Hah—! Hahh—! Too much— I can’t— ahhnngh—!” Every thrust of the machine made wet, obscene squelching sounds echo in the room. My juices were dripping down my ass, coating the plug and the table.
The doctor leaned in close, pinching and twisting my painfully swollen clit inside the pump. “Listen to yourself, you disgusting little experiment. Moaning like a bitch in heat while the entire hallway can hear you. Your cunt is gushing all over my equipment. Such a perfect medical fucktoy.”
He increased the fucking machine speed and cranked the electricity higher. My whole body started convulsing. Sharp electric tingles shot through my core while the huge dildo battered my cervix and the sound stretched my urethra with every thrust. The pressure in my clit was unbearable.
“I’m— I’m gonna— oh fuck— please—!” I screamed, voice breaking into high, shameless wails.
“Cum, whore. Squirt for the doctor while everyone listens to what a pathetic, broken patient you are.”
The orgasm crashed through me like a violent wave. My cunt clamped down hard around the pounding dildo, squirting in messy, powerful arcs that sprayed over the doctor’s gloves and the floor. I screamed loud enough that I’m sure people heard — raw, guttural moans mixed with sobs as the machines and currents forced me through wave after wave. My asshole clenched around the plug, my pisshole fluttered around the sound, and my clit felt like it was exploding inside the vacuum.
I kept cumming, shaking uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face, drool on my chin, every muscle locked and twitching.
The doctor didn’t stop until I was a limp, whimpering wreck. Only then did he slowly deflate the clit pump, remove the sound with a wet pop, switch off the electro, and withdraw the massive speculum. My cunt stayed gaping open for a long moment, red, swollen, and ruined, twitching visibly. He took several close-up photos “for the medical record.”
He gave my abused, dripping pussy a hard slap that made me jolt and whimper weakly.
“Good girl. Next session we’re adding catheter play, nipple injections for sensitivity, and I’ll have two residents observe while we test the new endoscopic camera deep inside you. I want them to see exactly how many times we can force this sloppy body to break.”
I left the office barely able to walk, thighs slick, every hole sore and pulsing, face burning with shame… and already dripping again at the thought of going back.