doing. “Eyes forward, young lady,” he scolded. Then she felt her bottom cheeks being spread apart. She gasped and clenched them shut.
“Relax and let me examine you,” Andrew reprimanded. Not wanting to be in more trouble, she did her best to relax her muscles as she felt a gob of cold, wet Vaseline applied to her bottom hole. Molly had never been touched there, by anyone. Nothing could have made her more embarrassed. That is, until she felt Dr. Andrew’s finger probing around and then slowly pushing its way into her. Her whole face felt hot and she could hear blood pulsing in her ears.
Andrew began to push his finger farther into her, wiggling it around and exploring the inside of her tight little hole. The feeling of it pushing in felt strange and invasive but, she had to admit, not entirely unpleasant. Once he had gotten it further in, she felt a little bit filled, and the sensation was actually pleasurable. Dr. Andrew didn’t comment on how wet her pussy was growing, but she knew that he could see. She had no privacy from him in this position.
He spent a moment thrusting his finger in and out, and Molly did her best not to whine or moan as he did, worried that someone in the building might hear her. With neither of them talking, the room was very quiet and she could hear the sound of his lubricated finger moving in her, and beyond that, she could hear Samantha talking to someone in the hallway. That reminder that there were people nearby who had no idea what was happening to her made her even more humiliated than she had been before.
Finally, she felt Dr. Andrew take his finger out of her. Her bottom hole closed tight, and it felt strangely empty without it, but not for long. Soon she felt something cold and hard against her ring of muscles, then pushing into her. She shuddered, realizing that it was a rectal thermometer. She had seen these before, and they looked very small and thin, but judging by how it felt alone, it was neither of those things. Although thinner than his finger had been, it gave her the same feeling of fullness, and it took him a little while to push it as far in as he wanted it.
“There,” he said to her. “This stays in your bottom until I come back. If you push it out, we’ll start the whole process over. Don’t move an inch, keep your bottom up on display and your legs apart while I’m gone. Do you understand?”
Molly felt a drop of wetness slide down her leg, and she nodded, feeling too embarrassed to even speak. The moment where Dr. Harrington opened the door to step out was the worst. For a split second she imagined that Rebecca and Samantha would both be standing right in front of it and peer in to see Molly stripped fully naked on all fours, exposing all the areas she had previously kept private with a thermometer up her butt. Fortunately, he closed the door quickly behind him, but the thought of being seen like this wouldn’t leave Molly’s mind. She hoped that he’d be back soon, and promised herself that she was going to be good at work from then on.
In the quiet of the empty room, she could hear chatter in the hallways, and Dr. Andrew’s voice coming through the wall, sounding jovial and soothing. It reassured her that she couldn’t make out any of the words that he was saying, but the fear that someone might have figured out what was happening to her in the exam room didn’t dissipate. She shifted for a moment, propping herself up on one hand as she quickly touched her pussy. It was pulsing with arousal and dripping wet. Not wanting to get caught out of position, though, she quickly returned her hand to where it was meant to be. Time ticked on, and finally, she heard the door open again.
When she did, though, she had a sudden rush of horror as for a second, she worried that it wasn’t Dr. Andrew coming to rescue her but someone else. She turned her head slightly to the side and was relieved to see him enter the room. “Have you learned your lesson, Molly?”
“Relax and let me examine you,” Andrew reprimanded. Not wanting to be in more trouble, she did her best to relax her muscles as she felt a gob of cold, wet Vaseline applied to her bottom hole. Molly had never been touched there, by anyone. Nothing could have made her more embarrassed. That is, until she felt Dr. Andrew’s finger probing around and then slowly pushing its way into her. Her whole face felt hot and she could hear blood pulsing in her ears.
Andrew began to push his finger farther into her, wiggling it around and exploring the inside of her tight little hole. The feeling of it pushing in felt strange and invasive but, she had to admit, not entirely unpleasant. Once he had gotten it further in, she felt a little bit filled, and the sensation was actually pleasurable. Dr. Andrew didn’t comment on how wet her pussy was growing, but she knew that he could see. She had no privacy from him in this position.
He spent a moment thrusting his finger in and out, and Molly did her best not to whine or moan as he did, worried that someone in the building might hear her. With neither of them talking, the room was very quiet and she could hear the sound of his lubricated finger moving in her, and beyond that, she could hear Samantha talking to someone in the hallway. That reminder that there were people nearby who had no idea what was happening to her made her even more humiliated than she had been before.
Finally, she felt Dr. Andrew take his finger out of her. Her bottom hole closed tight, and it felt strangely empty without it, but not for long. Soon she felt something cold and hard against her ring of muscles, then pushing into her. She shuddered, realizing that it was a rectal thermometer. She had seen these before, and they looked very small and thin, but judging by how it felt alone, it was neither of those things. Although thinner than his finger had been, it gave her the same feeling of fullness, and it took him a little while to push it as far in as he wanted it.
“There,” he said to her. “This stays in your bottom until I come back. If you push it out, we’ll start the whole process over. Don’t move an inch, keep your bottom up on display and your legs apart while I’m gone. Do you understand?”
Molly felt a drop of wetness slide down her leg, and she nodded, feeling too embarrassed to even speak. The moment where Dr. Harrington opened the door to step out was the worst. For a split second she imagined that Rebecca and Samantha would both be standing right in front of it and peer in to see Molly stripped fully naked on all fours, exposing all the areas she had previously kept private with a thermometer up her butt. Fortunately, he closed the door quickly behind him, but the thought of being seen like this wouldn’t leave Molly’s mind. She hoped that he’d be back soon, and promised herself that she was going to be good at work from then on.
In the quiet of the empty room, she could hear chatter in the hallways, and Dr. Andrew’s voice coming through the wall, sounding jovial and soothing. It reassured her that she couldn’t make out any of the words that he was saying, but the fear that someone might have figured out what was happening to her in the exam room didn’t dissipate. She shifted for a moment, propping herself up on one hand as she quickly touched her pussy. It was pulsing with arousal and dripping wet. Not wanting to get caught out of position, though, she quickly returned her hand to where it was meant to be. Time ticked on, and finally, she heard the door open again.
When she did, though, she had a sudden rush of horror as for a second, she worried that it wasn’t Dr. Andrew coming to rescue her but someone else. She turned her head slightly to the side and was relieved to see him enter the room. “Have you learned your lesson, Molly?”
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