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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s) 
under the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not 
present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups
is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or
post without prior consent of the author. Copyright MasterKink, 2001. 
The rest of this series is posted at my site 
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink 


Office Call

Gwen sat quietly in the car as it whizzed down the freeway.  It was just
starting to turn dark and she wondered what this particular evening had in
store for her. Her life had been a whirlwind of confusing emotions since she
had answered that personal ad on the Bd/sm website all those months ago.  She
was always fearful at the start of these adventures, but always, always ended
up doing as she was commanded and totally loving the wide range of physical
pleasures that arose from them.

Tonight she really had no idea of where they were headed. Her Master had simply
told her to dress or undress as the case may be. She wore just a leather
collar, thigh high stockings and high heels covered by a long coat. His
favorite outfit. He kept saying how much he appreciated her suggesting the idea
for this, but truly, she was in a fog as to what that could have been.

They turned off the freeway and headed towards the hospital area and Gwen
wondered if she was once again going to be made to publicly exhibit herself for
his amusement.  She could still remember the shame and embarrassment that she
had felt when total strangers had been allowed to look at her naked body as she
stood on the street corner flashing them.  Plus the adult book store. Not to
mention the afternoon he had spent driving around the city with her sitting
naked in the seat next to him.

Plus the public scenes at the various play socials they had attended. 

Not that it hadn't all been exciting!

Finally, he turned into a small parking lot and headed towards some offices at
the far end.

"I just bet you're wondering what we're up to tonight, slave?"

"I'm here to please, Master."

"Hehehe, true. But I did appreciate your telling me a little dream that you had
about your doctor a few months ago. It made me wonder what would happen if you
had to submit to a more perverted physical exam by a professional. So I posted
some messages on the net and interviewed a few people and found what I think
will be an interesting partner to give you a most thorough exam tonight."

Interesting? Gwen's stomach clenched in fear as her mind flowed through the
various tortures that could devised in such a setting.

"Come on, get out of the car and let's go."

So she did and they walked up to the door and knocked. A nurse came to the door
and let them in asking them to have a seat and the doctor would be with them in
a minute. After they sat down, she stepped out and locked the door behind her
as she obviously was leaving for the day.

"Take off your coat and hang it up, dear."

Gwen did as instructed taking her seat afterwards. She couldn't help but send a
glance to the glass door that looked out on the parking lot knowing that she
could easily be seen in the brightly lit waiting room.  As usual, she felt the
shame and humiliation, but also the deep excitement that was welling up inside
causing her nipples to grow hard and her cunt wet.

"Mrs. ________, I'm ready for you now. Please come on back"

She was a small thin woman with short gray hair wearing a face mask and Gwen
followed her back to an examining room.

"Just hop on up here, dear and we'll get started."

Gwen did as she was told and laid her head back on the cushion placing her feet
in the stirrups that had been stretched out from the end of the table. The side
arms had been pulled out from the sides and quickly Gwen's arms were fastened
tight to them followed by her ankles being tied to the stirrups until she was
unable to move.

"Your Master and I have discussed what he wants done to you tonight and I
expect you to behave and obey."

Saying that, she removed her lab coat and Gwen gasped as she looked at her. 

Obviously, this was a woman as perverted as her Master. Large gauge nipple
rings adorned her small, droopy breasts. Not to mention the white crisscross of
scars across them.  But Gwen was truly astonished at the size of the padlock
that perforated her labia and stretched them down a few inches.

"Like the looks of that, do you?  Well, maybe later, but for now, let's make
sure you're nice and healthy."

With that, she pulled on a pair of latex gloves and gave a soft chuckle as she
moved towards her.

To be continued.

MastrKink   
                     "The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."

                         
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